Astrid X Hiccup Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Fuck… off…” Her mouth twitched. “Still mouthy,” she said. “Some things never change.” My fingers dug into her arm. I tried to pry her off. Nothing. She pushed closer, my back flattening harder against the wall. “I was living a peaceful life,” Astrid continued, voice smooth, conversational, like we were discussing the weather. “With my husband. And then you came back. With your madness. Your obsession. Your plague.” Plague. I choked out a sound that might have been a laugh or a curse.

Astrid stepped closer then, her humour softening into something kinder. “I will watch him,” Astrid assured me. “And if he starts behaving like a tragic man with a debt to pay, I will hit him very hard and remind him of his promise.” Keiran exhaled through his nose. “You do not need an excuse to hit me.” “No,” Astrid replied. “But I enjoy having one.” Despite everything, a small laugh pushed through my chest. It died quickly. The meadow did not let warmth stay for long.

" Although what Astrid has done is unforgivable, she values her innocence the most and would never do such a thing." I looked over in shock, only to find Madison's fingers, which were under the table, grasping the hem of her dress. "But… a private investigator said that the upload address for the video was from Astrid's rental house… Nicholas, does Astrid want money? Should I transfer some more to her..." I gasped and shouted, "Impossible! Nicholas, I didn't upload those videos! Nicholas, it really wasn't me!" I forgot I was already dead. No one could hear my voice, and only Nicholas's shocking raging voice filled the air. "So that's how it is… Astrid really won't change!"

Lucas said and I could hear him slide down the door and take a seat. Astrid lifted her hand to my temple and I could feel her poking around my head. She was looking for them but not sure where to find them. I brought them to the surface for her. Starting with the one I just had. Her eyes were closed as she was focusing but tears were slipping through them. She wanted to pull away and stop seeing it, but she also wanted to hold her end of the bargain.