Astrid R34 Novels & Stories

Astrid was a kid, barely sixteen! “Actually, Astrid has her sights set on someone else. I tried to dissuade her, of course, but she’s rather fixated.” Lucille drawled, her silverware clinking against her plate as she cut into her custard tart. “Alpha Ryker’s brother is quite handsome, even after ruining his body with those childish tattoos. His position alone is enough to draw the eye. I thought about denying her, but I simply couldn’t once I saw how excited she was.”

I was a fool to think I could be happy with Ryan… even for a second. The next morning… Ryan had already left by the time she was ready, as usual. She called a cab and waited outside, hugging her bag to her chest against the crisp morning air. A sleek black car pulled up to the driveway. Irene turned to see Astrid stepping out gracefully, her heels clicking on the stone path, her tall figure as elegant as ever. She hadn’t been around since Irene and Ryan returned from France, but Irene honestly didn’t care. Whenever Astrid was around, she either threw passive jabs or made it clear how much she despised her.

She walked out of the room and met the other Woman waiting for her with a gingerly smile on her face. She looked very young and full of energy. Astrid had long dark hair that was tied in a bun, and she had a corset on. After having lunch, Elle decided to go for a brief walk around the place. She didn't notice it Last night, but the land was extravagantly beautiful with ornaments and decorations and vases at every corner. She came across a few people moving around who stared at her in puzzlement. Elle wondered if maybe they could feel that her wolf wasn't a beta. Astrid explained to whom every land belonged as they went on

My mind, however, was elsewhere. Astrid moved quietly around the table, pouring wine for the elders and respected pack members. Her long brown hair caught the torchlight with every step, falling like silk down her back. There was something about the way it moved that kept pulling my attention. The way a single strand would slip over her shoulder. The way it framed her small, delicate face. She looked so out of place here — fragile, beautiful, and completely unaware of how dangerous her presence had become to me. “Alpha Xavier,” Sari said suddenly.

“Postponed. The Alpha took his Luna on a last-minute trip. Mating moon thing. We’ll do the sealing when they return. Tomorrow is just my mother and sisters. Wear something… respectful.” He walked out. Astrid exhaled like she’d been holding it. “Okay, wow. Tension city.” She dumped the bags on the bed. “But I did get the skimpiest ones like you asked! This red one is basically three strings and a prayer—” “Save it for later,” I said. “Give me the tour you’re dying to give.” Her face lit up like I’d handed her a prize. “Yes! Shoes!” She grabbed my arm—actually grabbed it—and tugged me toward the door. I let her. Better than being alone with Simon’s stench in the air.

"Your husband has excellent taste." "He does spoil me." Astrid's laugh tinkled like poison. "Especially now, with the baby." I edged closer, staying out of sight. "Another piece for your collection?" The saleswoman was wrapping something in silk. "He insists. Says nothing's too good for his..." Astrid's voice dropped sweetly, "family." My eyes fixed on the credit card in her hand as she paid. Black metal with a familiar silver moon insignia - Raven's secondary pack card.

she responded She suddenly feels interested to buy the same drink, she didn't even bother to examine the visible bruises on her cover. "On the nearest mart from here... you wanna buy too?" Kendall asked cooly yet she still feels a bit mad upon recalling on her mind that the woman in front of her will be the same lady who will kill her brother, Hase Rutledge. Her eyes were fixed on Renesmee's body which was soaked with water. She's moist but she looks so hot on her two-piece bikini. She has this natural curved waist which would make you drool in envious. Astrid took out something from her backpack and it was a gray loose shirt. She handed it to Fuentes and smiled. She doesn't like how reveali

I said in a low tone. Something about Rivera kept on nagging at my guts, and I was thankful we had gotten closer to the tents. “is that the Alpha King’s tent?” she asked, pointing towards Hades’ tent. I turned my head toward her, about to answer when the words clogged in my throat. I stood with my eyes wide in shock as Astrid walked out of the tent, her hair in a mess like hands had pulled them. Her lips swollen like It had just been kissed. My eyes trailed down to her neck, watering as I noticed the bite marks decorating it. Astrid pulled her hair up, the same way Hades made me do mine, proudly showing off his marks.

Alexandria glanced back towards one of the stone-faced men hovering nearby and gave him a short nod. “I must get going. Business never ceases, not with Antonio.” She laughed, smiling at me in a way a close friend would. The inky tendrils of her hair shifted, cascading down her shoulders. I caught sight of a tattoo down the side of her neck, the head and body of a winding snake. Her eyes slid over Adley and Ally as they hovered at my side. “On behalf of Antonio, allow me to invite you to our Solstice event. We unfortunately have no more tickets available, but I can make room for four VIPs.” Everything about this woman, from the men that circled us to the sensual tone of voice, felt dangerous.

It's Astrid. She is just as enormous as I remember with her brown fur and muscles. Bigger than most zareth hunters. Lungs steaming in the cold night, fur bristling, eyes glowing with battle-fury. Her scent hits me like cold iron. This is what a warrior Beta looks like. She leaps past me, landing on a vampire behind me. I’m impressed. Astrid is a wall of snarling muscle. Another vampire lunges from the shadows, and she launches at him, jaws clamping onto his shoulder. Then she tosses him like he weighs nothing.