Astrid Httyd2 Novels & Stories

Adrian “Mum, I’m not a kid,” “No, I’m fine,” I peeled my eyes open slowly. Astrid was sitting on the edge of the bed, her back to me and her phone pressed against her ear. She scratched her hair and groaned. “Jesus.” She pulled her phone away from her ear and stared down at it before returning it to her ear. “It’s 4:29 am. It’s too early,” she muttered and then fell silent.

Turning Astrid looks almost embarrassed by our show of I want to say affection but honestly it is just pure filth going through Adira’s mind right now. “Ok, take your position, Adira, we need you to show Astrid and Autumn some of the easiest ways to keep Ajax from actually pinning you” Ares tells my tart of a wolf, who is still purring at our mates. ‘Adira concentrate, Astrid needs us’ My wolf pouts but takes her stance.

October in Tennessee is beautiful, the colors of Autumn, the cool breeze, football, bonfires, what is not to love? Astrid had moved to the beautiful small town of Townsend, Tennessee when she was 25, about 10 years ago, with her family and childhood best friend. She Has a husband (Kilian) and her three daughters, Helga (17), Ingrid (15), and Freya (14). Gunther (Gunny) made the decision in 5th grade to never leave Astrid’s side. He and Astrid had been best friends since kindergarten. She lived a quiet life, Kilian a contractor and Astrid owned a metaphysical store.

“H-He’s around.” Her mother paused. “Oh. I see.” Astrid tried to focus on the call, but she was losing it fast. Her grip on my shirt tightened. I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. She was struggling to keep her voice steady, but when I lowered myself between her legs, she lost it. The phone slipped from her hand, clattering to the floor as her mom’s muffled voice continued to call her name. “Astrid?” Mrs Brittany's voice came through the speaker the fifth time. “Are you there? Can you hear me?”

The one's tasked with royal duties, the kind of duties no one ever talked about or lived to tell the tale. The man turned to look at me. His hair was dark brown, and his face and bronzed skin were littered with scars. The woman was equally as tall. Her blonde hair was braided and pulled back like many of the warriors did when going into battle. She had a scar above her brow, and her ivory skin was covered in scars similar to the man. "I am Hercules, and this is Astrid." Both Damon and I exchanged a look before nodding. "Where is the prisoner?" Damon asked.

I walked towards Adam’s house without a backward glance at Ryder. I found Adam on the deck, drinking beer and enjoying a cigar. “Oh, since when did you fancy a Monte Cristo?” I asked behind him. He almost jumped up from his seat; I couldn’t help laughing. “Jesus Christ, Astrid!” he groaned. “I want my key back!” I laughed and sat beside him. “Relax, cousin.” I took a beer from the cooler beside him. “If it makes you feel better, I missed you.” “It made me feel better! Loads!” he said sarcastically.

I questioned. “Sixteen.” he stated like that made sense. “I don’t read minds, Hades. Sixteen what?” I asked. “Sixteen maidens fair, brought across the Sea to their end. Embraced by the star. Sixteen mothers fair, scattered to the world to raise their heirs. With each new life, a new hope for a new race bloom.” he recited what sounded like a prophecy.

Then, the music got to its bridge. Maybe if we both lived in a different world, yeah (Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer, Womanizer) It would be all good and maybe I could be your girl but I can’t cause we don’t, you! Womanizer, Woman-womanizer, you’re a womanizer Oh, womanizer, oh you’re a womanizer baby You, you-you are, you, you-you are Womanizer, womanizer, womanizer (womanizer) Astrid was coming behind me as she was tracing her hands on my body. I was looking at her before she moved again to the other side and she was whispering to my ear with her hot breaths hitting my face and her feminine scent was overwhelming me.

“Hey, do you remember what I said back then? You were crying a lot so I’m not sure if you heard me but I said something.” Sierra shook her head. “What was it?” Astrid pulled an evil smirk. “That I would wring that man’s balls if I ever find out who he is.” She put her fist up with a proud and brave face. “I’m going to keep my promise now.” Sierra stared at her friend for a moment before bursting into laughter. “What are you even thinking? Are you not going to change your mind?” She laughed until her eyes teared up. “Oh, please. My stomach hurt just imagining how you’d do it.”

“Please, everyone, have a seat. It looks like we have more to talk about than originally planned.” “Everyone, please let me introduce the new Alpha of the White Ridge pack Sydney Eld. To answer your question, yes, she is the rumored Syd from the night of Raids, and yes, the goddess chose a female Alpha. Syd, you want to say anything?” Gideon takes a seat, and Sydney stands up. Wait, are the rumors true?