Astrid Taran Novels & Stories

she said because she knows the fact that Andrew doesn't bluff and she didn't want anyone to see her without a dress. Astrid chose a bold red dress with a sweetheart curve, which fit her perfectly. She thought to herself, "He'd be a jerk to reject this dress." When she walked out, Andrew stood up, seemingly pleased, but didn't compliment her. Instead, he said, "This is better. Move on to the next step." Astrid felt a pang of disappointment, wondering why he didn't acknowledge her beauty. The designer finished her makeup, styled her hair, and added matching accessories. Astrid admired herself in the mirror, feeling more beautiful than ever before. However, memories of her sister Mira's privile

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.

The only thing missing is a DJ playing live music to make it feel like a tiny festival. Alexei comes strolling back with Anatoli and a short curvy girl with long hair dyed in a black to red balayage. “Hi! I am Tarja, it’s really nice to meet you all.” She says, shaking our hands enthusiastically. Anatoli introduces himself to Ximena and she sizes him up a bit, taking his rough exterior in.

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

She looks more human than Kindred, unlike her other siblings, and part of me worries that she will not be accepted by the species of Mahji. Pulling the blanket further down, over her shoulder, “Zion had to give her some of his essence. She wasn’t breathing when he pulled her out of your uva.” “Will the bite mark fade?” I utter, blinking back the tears of sorrow for my poor sweet offspring. “No…” Lagertha says softly, groaning in pain. “But there is no need for you to fear her future, my Queen. For Astrid is the strongest one out of your female offspring. She will be capable of using her source of energy at her free will. But your twins will need the power of three to fully access theirs. And

Princess Astrid did not wait for a reply before she made her way through the building and arrived at a man-made pond. An elegant-looking woman was feeding the fish inside the pond. Upon taking a closer look, one would see that the woman’s features were similar to Princess Astrid's. However, her older age made her seem more mature and seductive. Meanwhile, Princess Astrid seemed more youthful. However, if the two were to stand side-by-side, they could easily pass as sisters. The woman, who resembled Princess Astrid in appearance was the Milky Way Empire Emperor’s first wife - Gamora Libra.

His lips parted, but no words came out. "Your sister is fine. He went a little crazy, but he claimed he would have never hurt her." Hector's voice was void of any emotion. "Garren has instructed us to perform a vow of protection for this pathetic excuse of a Fae. Despite Garren's protests, your sister wishes for him to be protected. She believes if anyone can help him, it will be you, Lady Nesrin." Astrid added as she looked at me. Her eyes glowed a brighter gold as the slits in her eyes narrowed on me.

She wore black breeches. “Yeah,” I nodded, continuing up the steps. “I’m Willa, by the way. I could always show you around the pack, and maybe even the entire South. So glad I was born in this part of Veridian.” Her feet tapped on the cobblestones as she fell into step beside me, a soft laugh escaping her throat. “I would gladly appreciate that. I’m Astrid.” I took her outstretched hand and shook it. We walked in comfortable silence until we reached the training field.

"Scarlett." ******