Astrid Parker Doesn't Fail Novels & Stories

In North City's matchmaking circles, everyone knew my name, Renee Ranford. I was the girl who always hung around the five Parker brothers. According to the gossip, I'd already ruined four of their engagements. I had skin thick enough to survive any amount of ridicule, and no sense of shame whatsoever. I never wore makeup. I never acted sweet. Every other sentence out of my mouth referred to them as my "bros." Yet somehow, every woman who tried to marry into the family ended up walking away. The rumors only got worse. "That tomboy's a complete psycho. She can't stand seeing anyone else happy." "She loves being the only woman surrounded by men. The second one of those brothers starts dat

but it's not just that, but also the woman whom he wants to impress is laughing at him "It's not funny"he remarked, turning his head looking at her, who gave out a cute laugh "To think that there's something that your not good at"she responded Remembering how the internet has been overly praising Adrian Parker how a flawless person he is "I'm not a god that I can't commit mistakes you know, then how about you try it?" He stated, clearing the way for her, "I'm not quite sure whether I'm good at it, but I'll try"

But hey Don't be that hypocrite type who talks about everything rules and regulations, and herself leave everything in middle! finish what you started, otherwise, you can't be yourself again! And Parker, all the best! Though I know you are going to lose, still, you are trying so hard to compete against me! Nevertheless, I'm so ready to watch you, what can you do! And what you are showing as your talent !" And he walked away, what he said, or not! what is right, or wrong! Whether he's faking it, or not! Now, I"ll show him what Amanda Parker Can do!

“He just wants you safe, Zarek. You don’t understand how broken he was when he found out you were missing and you guys weren’t even apart for a full day!” “I get that, but he’s so overprotective! If you didn’t have pups to watch, would Axel let you out to help?” Zarek asked, almost accusingly. Astrid shrugged. “I don’t know. We’ve never really faced something like this before. I’d assume he’d want me here.” “And if you fought back?” Zarek asked, raising an eyebrow. “She’d probably let me go with her,” Astrid said plainly. Zarek rolled his eyes. “That doesn’t make me feel better,” he said angrily.

I just figure she'd blame herself less if she didn't feel like she was distracted. Astrid is such a loving woman. She has the biggest heart and it is sweet, but I want to teach her how to protect it better. I want to teach her how to be a little bad without feeling guilty. I want to show her that it is okay to break a rule or two here and there. She has lived this rigid life scared of someone getting hurt. She hasn't been able to really live and enjoy it. All Lucas ever does is try to make Astrid forget when he should be making her work through her problems.

Other things I failed at repeatedly. Visions did not come when asked. Control did not settle just because I wanted it. Sometimes all I felt was my own frustration bouncing back at me. Astrid never mocked that. She only made me keep trying. “You are reaching for the wrong part first,” she said once when I opened my eyes after fifteen useless minutes and found only a headache waiting. “What part is the right part?” “The one that doesn’t treat power like a locked door.” I stared at her. “That sounds like a riddle.”

But as he walked out of the lounge, a small part of him couldn’t shake an uncomfortable thought. Because if Astrid truly had changed… Then convincing her might not be as easy as it once was. And if she wasn’t the same woman he used to manipulate so effortlessly… Then the plan Miley had suggested might fail. But Adam wasn’t ready to consider that possibility yet. Instead, he focused on what he believed he did best. Control the narrative. Control the emotions. Control the outcome. What he didn’t realize… Was that Astrid had already stopped playing by the rules he understood.

“Taylor, if I were being cruel, I’d remind you that this pack still calls me Luna while you’re still introducing yourself as ‘Damien’s concern.’” Taylor stiffened. Astrid straightened again, expression calm. “But I’m not cruel. I’m busy.” She took one step forward, then paused. “Oh—and one more thing.” Taylor looked up, wary. “If you’re going to keep pretending to be weak,” Astrid said lightly, “pace yourself. People start noticing patterns when the fainting spells line up too neatly with applause.” She walked past Taylor without another glance. Behind her, Taylor stood frozen in the corridor—alive, upright, breathing perfectly fine.

If Astrid hadn’t ruined everything, I would be planning my ascension ceremony by now instead of planning an excuse to cover up for my failure. I would not let Astrid ruin this for me. Not when I was so close, so close, to achieving my goal. Failure is not an option - not when the prize was within my grasp. With a sharp, decisive nod, I set my jaw, determination burning in my gaze. I would fix this. Somehow, someway, I would make Astrid pay for her transgressions. And then, then, nothing would stand in my way.

' I ask, squinting to adjust my sight. 'No, it's Astrid,' she says. I try to stand. 'Vanessa! Astrid hasn't had her first shift yet. She can't mark me even if she wanted to!' I yell in anger and fall to the ground. 'What have you done to me?' I yell. 'Ryker, please! Astrid is not coming back. I'm doing you and the pack a favour!' She yells. I try to mind-link Leon and Kane, but I can't connect.