Astrid X Toothless Novels & Stories

“Mom, Teach Theo knows about my pool party tomorrow right? I forgot to give him my invitation yesterday.” “Y-yes, hon,” she lied. “Yey! I want to tell him about Daddy. I’m sure they will be very good friends!” Astrid stood up and gathered the cups of coffee on the table. She went to the kitchen and started cleaning up. She didn’t know that Bullet followed her and almost jumped when she heard him spoke. “Who’s Teach Theo?” ~~

he assured her. “Can you pass me the bowl over there?” Astrid ordered. She had a grin on her face which was as fake as could be. I was surprised Elijah didn't see how fake she is. I took the bowl of salad and shrimp; I served a little on her table and returned to my seat. By this time, my appetite was spoiled. “Ah! Is this shrimp? I am allergic to shrimp, Elijah!” Astrid screamed. The scene she caused puzzled me; she was panting and gagging. I stood there not knowing what to do, as she kept rejecting my help.

But of course, she has to give me one last sharp look before disappearing into the crowd. However, even with all of this going on, Cade still remains quiet. Now he’s just looking up at Klaus blandly. In a sarcastic tone, he says, “Thanks a lot.” Klaus ignores him. This time, he locks eyes with me. Suddenly, his expression softens. An unreadable expression crosses his features. And in the softest, warmest tone ever, he asks, “How have you been, Astrid?”

Eamon dodged at the last second, spinning with inhuman speed, and delivered a spinning kick that sent her flying. I tried to move, to rise, but the poison burned through my veins, dragging me down. But then he froze, body stiffening with shock as twin daggers glinting in the dim light. Embedded in his gut. My eyes followed as he turned— Astrid. His face twisted just as his hand shot out, grabbing her by the throat. He lifted her off the ground with terrifying ease, his grip tightening as her face turned red, her legs kicking futilely. “Astrid!” Willa screamed.

Speaking of the good-looking lawyer, my blood boiled when I remembered how tenderly he touched Astrid, as if she was a crystal ball. But she’s my crystal ball! At least that’s what everybody said to me. And even if I didn’t remember this, somehow I didn’t like the way he touched Astrid. They may be cousins, but they are still not related by blood. I don’t understand, but an ugly, unfamiliar feeling swept through me, I couldn’t resist telling the guy not to touch her. “Adam?” “I guess that’s his name,” I replied. “He said Astrid is buying me out. She will continue to run the business and will return my investment to me.”

I grab a stack of towels from a metal cart and press them against the worst of the wounds on his chest and his whole body jerks under my hands and his eyes fly open and lock onto mine. “Hey, stay with me,” I tell him and press harder even though blood is already soaking through the towels and onto my hands. “What’s your name?” “Max—” It comes out as a gasp. “Okay Max, I’m Astrid and you’re going to be fine but I need you to keep your eyes open.” I’m reaching for more towels with one hand while keeping pressure with the other. “How old are you?” “Nineteen—” “First battle?”

The reason Tess got bitten. My hands clench into fists, heat curling low in my gut as my wolf lunges against its cage, snarling in fury. “What the fuck do you want?” I bite out, my voice sharp enough to draw blood. Astrid arches a perfectly plucked brow, her eyes flicking down to my crotch with slow, deliberate intent. “That’s not very friendly,” she purrs, lips curving in a mocking smirk. “Judging by that hard-on, I’d say you’re feeling plenty social.”

Magnus I bit back a smile at the look of utter fascination playing across Astrid's face as she watched Meredith do a dramatic twirl and an exaggerated bow. "My name is Astrid Tau; I'm the most awesome, the strongest, and the fairest of them all." I breathed out a laugh and tightened my arms around Astrid. "That's genuinely very disturbing," she said in response to Meredith's parody, even though her lips had begun to curl up in a smile slowly. "Also, I do not sound like that at all."

Was Astrid really just a mere human, or were the rumors of her being a witch true? Tiffany's moment of distraction proved to be her downfall, as Astrid swiftly turned the tables, pinning her to the ground. Astrid's eyes shifted hues, transforming from verdant green to a luminous silver, akin to the moon's gentle glow. Tiffany, initially taken aback, found her amazement fleeting as the captivating radiance in Astrid's eyes held her spellbound. With a savage snarl, Astrid landed a devastating punch that shattered the bones in Tiffany's face.

“What? We're friends now? You’re going to pretend you didn’t almost rip out my thigh when we were at school together?” “You were a bully!” She squeals, jabbing her elbow into my rib. "Can't blame me for trying to fight to keep my fiancé! Would you have let a random woman take Rune away from you had you been me?" Astrid's painstakingly beautiful features turn scary as she bares her smile that's all sharp canines. "I'm not a random woman. I am his mate!"