Astrid Stormfly Novels & Stories

Not entirely. Lysander stepped closer, his presence commanding. “You are here because you stumbled into our territory, on the verge of death. And because you are… interesting.” His eyes narrowed. “You are a Tribrid, Astrid. A creature of three bloodlines: wolf, witch, and vampire. A combination thought to be myth.” My breath hitched. Tribrid? Witch? Vampire? My mind reeled. It was too much. The world I knew, the simple, brutal world of werewolves, was gone. Replaced by something far more complex, far more terrifying.

MY SKIN IS LIKE COAL AND I FEEL SO EMPTY, SO HOLLOW MY BODY STANDS UP AND I TAKE OFF RUNNING, RUNNING WITH UNBELIEVEABLE SPEED, I CAN’T SLOW DOWN OR STOP, MY BODY IS NOT BEING CONTROLLED BY ME I WATCH AS I LEAP AND LAND ON ONE OF THE SHEWOLVES WHO WAS RUNNING AWAY SHE’S SCREAMING AND BEGGING FOR MERCY. WHAT AM I DOING?! STOP IT ASTRID!! I HOLD HER HEAD WITH BOTH HANDS AND VERY QUICKLY PURPLE AND BLACK THINGS OOZE FROM MY FINGERTIPS AND ENTER HER MOUTH, NOSE AND EYES. SHE STRUGGLES AS SHE TRIES TO FIGHT IT BUT IT’S CLEAR HER EFFORT IS FUTILE. SHE SEEMS TO MELT AWAY INTO A PUDDLE OF SOME SORT AND SLINKS AWAY TOWARDS TO THE FLEEING WOLVES AND THE SCREAMS CONTINUE.

she asked interrogatively. Drake raised a brow. “It’s none of your business, stray.” Emily bit her lower lip to suppress her sarcastic laugh. “Then, it’s none of your business too, alpha, if I am laughing and smiling or talking with your soldier.” She mimicked. Drake couldn’t understand himself. Why is he mad with his stray? “It’s my business, stray…” he paused. “You’re carrying my heir, so you are not allowed to talk with anyone else except Millie, Lilac, Dillon, and me!” he growled.

~Astrid~ I felt something calling me, i didn’t know what it was that kept calling me but then i didn’t know what it was but i knew that the feeling was one that i couldn’t describe. “Oh my, did you see the Lycan King Dante? He looks like a statue that the moon goddess made herself.” “He doesn’t look like what we heard in stories as children, they said that Lycans were beasts that were merciless and ruthless but then he didn't look anything like that.”

She looked…intrigued. She was robed in indigo with streaks of silver hair cascading down her shoulders. Her eyes were pale, almost translucent. She rose and moved closer to me, studying me like I was an unexpected offering from the gods. She inhaled once, her nostrils flaring. “Ah,” she said, with something too close to amusement. “The young Storm heir. I can smell the bond on you from here. The bond between two Alphas.” I didn't speak. My throat had dried up. How did she know that fast? Could everyone else smell it too? How long before this exploded in our faces?

Embroidered on the veil was a bird, the head of the bird rested at the back of the bride's head, its back and wings lined up with her back, and the bottom of the veil was the spread tail of the bird. Niamh pointed, "That one." "Very dramatic," said Moidrin. "It's the perfect choice." Niamh had just had something to eat, when she welcomed the elf in the red robe, a council member named Roedrian Boru, into her presence. He calmly explained how the day would go. By the time Niamh was done listening, she rubbed her forehead in exhaustion. "Don't worry, my Lady," Boru smiled. Niamh was left to herself for a short time, and she sat by the window overlooking fields and forest beyond the castle wall

She said chipperly. I was not expecting her to choose the truth of all things, but I always did encourage them to be themselves. The woman’s eyes softened, and she smiled bright. “Of course, I always knew there was something familiar and special about you.” She gracefully agreed. “I am sorry Edyth, did you just say familiar?” I asked calmly walking inside shaking off the chill. “Yes Astrid, you see I am not just in touch with nature and gardening. I am a nature fae.”

Dejected and breathless, Qing Yue was forced to return to Li Feng's side. "The Black Widow is one of the most dangerous poisonous insects out there. It can..." After what felt like another eternity, the sea of ugly bugs and horrid insects vanished into a puff of black smoke. Qing Yue's tense muscles relaxed and slumped to the ground, releasing a sigh of relief. Goodness! That was a hundred times more torturous than the hundred thousand poisonous plants and herbs! Secretly shedding tears of grief, her heart smoldering with deep bitterness, she crawled to her feet.

Against The Storm By: Joel Racheal ©All rights reserved Meet Cassandra Valdez A hardworking, gorgeous, twenty-eight-year-old redhead. She is a wonderful daughter to her parents and a good sister to her brother, Jake. When she goes on a trip to Andalusia, she doesn't expect to meet Princess Emelia and is quite surprised when she is asked to be a surrogate for Emelia and the prince. Due to unexpected circumstances, she accepts the offer, little does she know the prince is no knight in shining armor.

"Tellus testor me vires naturae virtutem illuminativam" Now the air sorround her causing her form to turn blurry, her form was barely visible to Adryan and others. Adryan panics when he sees her form disappear. "Don't let her get away" he mind links the wolves, he feared that she would escape even if he blinked for a second. The wolves even though apprehensive of her, takes a step forward and just when they enter the circle of air around her, they feels an immense force push them back, sending them flying a few meters back, some wolves colliding into the trees behind them or collapsing onto the ground and falling unconscious.