Astrid X Hiccup Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Caspian desperately shoved through the crowd to get to my side, just to see that I, who had just been smiling in his memory, now lay motionless in a pool of blood with colors completely drained from my face. He dropped to his knees beside me, his fingers trembling as he reached out to touch the tip of my nose. I wasn't breathing anymore. The final thread of reason in his mind snapped, and his eyes instantly turned bloodshot. "You're joking with me, right? You said you loved me most and that you'd spend the rest of your life with me, so how could you break your promise? "Wake up, Astrid! As long as you wake up right now, I'll take you home and give you anything you want. Anything at all!"

My voice is so fucking hard; I don’t know when last I have been angry like this. “You are dating an Alpha? Let’s go say hi then, I have always wanted to talk to her.” “No.” I grind my teeth harshly, “She’s shy,” Last thing I want is dragging her into this complicated shit.” “Nonsense, just a quick hello and that’s all.” He’s already bobbing out of the chair, staggering to her chair. I curse inwardly, before standing up and joining him. “Hello, dear.” Jay yells. Astrid looks up from her laptop, confusion and hidden fear flashing through her golden eyes. She stares at Jay, and when her eyes move to me. She gulps.

A Lycan Alpha. Her scent fills my nose, heady and tempting. Levi’s grunts sound strained, like some randy mutt. I want to shut him out and walk away, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t half agree with him. My jaw ticks, restraint wearing thinner with every second. “Fuck you.” Astrid hisses, her glare is sharp, but I catch a similar need burning in her grey eyes. Terrible actress. My head tilts, and I smirk. “Your wish, Mouse.”

Signed, sealed, delivered. My relief lasts about half a second—until the very person I’m trying to avoid slides out of the oversized SUV Edric arrived in. Of course. Astrid always makes sure every inch of her is on display. This time it’s leather—tight, gleaming, hugging every curve. She glides over on impossibly high heels, her face painted in insult and outrage. “How dare you,” she snarls, storming toward me. “You fucking bastard.” “Don’t interrupt,” Edric snaps, spinning on her. “You kept vital information regarding this situation to yourself. We’ll have to discuss that.”

I gently wipe her hair from her face. 'Ryker! You're here!' She cries. 'I promised you I'd be here for your first shift,' I whisper. I hold her tightly through her screams, feeling the discs in her spine snap as I hold her in my arms. 'You can do this. It will all be over soon. I promise,' I assure Astrid. she cries again as another bone snaps. Her muzzle develops, and her fangs protrude from her top jaw. Glossy white fur clothes her body, tearing off her skirt and blouse. Her last scream becomes a majestic howl.

While holding myself up beside the icy wall, I pause to draw steady breaths. Is he so dismissive of my worth? After all my efforts for him and this pack, what does he think I'm worth? The sound of Astrid saying something reaches me even through my emotional chaos since she speaks calmly but with solid authority. "You deserve better." I shut my eyes to fully absorb her comforting words. She’s right. I do deserve better. My entire existence has revolved around him, so how can I possibly move forward now? Despite everything that has transpired, I harbor a persistent hope that he will find me. Does he have any concern about my decision to leave?

Honeycombed fruits, eggs with spinach, fresh bread, and creamy cheese. The sight of it makes Astrid cry again. She is so happy that he cares so much about her. That he knows her so well. Not only what are her favorites food, but the little things like how she likes the bread broken, not cut with a knife, how she likes her eggs softer... How she looks at her... That makes her the happiest. But it also makes her stomach tighten with guilt. He is so excited, he is so sincere and caring. And she... she doesn't want to carry his child... their child. She will be a terrible mother and she will ruin his happiness.

“Who hurt you? Tell me who did it and I swear, they won’t live past tonight.” Astrid shakes her head, her fingers curling into my shirt, pulling the fabric tight as she struggles to catch her breath. I noticed that her puffy eyes when she came downstairs earlier. I wanted to ask her about it, then I noticed her jittery behaviour when we got the room. She’s been shifty, shaky and nervous for the past five minutes. Something is not right. Someone spooked my wife. Something is definitely— “I’m sorry!” She suddenly blurts, throwing her arms around my neck, ignoring my wet clothes, wet skin and dripping hair as she buries her face in the crook of my neck. “I’m so, sorry, S-Silvan. Please don’t be

Judy turned to Calvin and asked who scrambled like a chick being in face with an eagle. "She bought this place" Calvin said and the shock was evident in her face how could she afford to do that how could she even do that. "Look at what my affair brought me" Astrid said with a proud smirk on her face a well deserving response was one she gave her. "So what if you had an affair with a rich man,just stay away from my husband." Just said raising her chest at her, Astrid rolled her eyes and said. "I couldn't be less interested in your husband"

Was him holding back. Her pulse spiked. “Then stop,” she whispered, even as her body refused to pull away. For a second, Damien went still. Completely still. Like he was actually considering it. Then his hand dropped from her chin—but instead of stepping away, he moved closer, backing her up until the edge of the bed hit behind her knees. Astrid’s breath hitched as she lost balance slightly, her hands instinctively reaching out— Grabbing his shirt. Big mistake. They both froze.