Novel & Cerita Hiccup And Astrid Married Fanfiction

She was hoping they would ask what happened next so she could elaborate. “Is that so?" Riven raised his eyebrow with a hint of doubt in his tone. “I was feeling severe abdominal pain." Astrid tried to explain, looking straight into his eyes. Eira's tone was soft and sweet. “Older sister, that’s not what I heard. I heard you have a rich lover who drives an expensive car. A friend even sent me a picture of him carrying you the night you left.” She leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. Astrid was taken aback, a slight frown forming on her face. Her expression quickly shifted to one of coldness. “Really? But I clearly remember calling my husband for help three days ago. It was aroun

Scarlett wore a frown , and I could see the anger simmering just below the surface. Just as Scarlett opened her mouth to speak, in came the doctor-a friendly smile spreading across his face. My father immediately got to his feet and went to him. "What happened?" he asked, sounding a little worried. The doctor smiled but then lost the smile and said, "Well, it would appear Astrid is going to be just fine. We did, however, find one interesting thing during the examination." Dad narrowed his eyes. "What is it?" He took a deep breath before telling us, "Astrid is four weeks pregnant."

I was mid-signature when a knock came at my door. “Come in,” I said without looking up. The sound of uneven footsteps made me glance up and my pen clattered from my hand. “my wife?” Adrian stood there, swaying slightly. His face was flushed, his movements sluggish, almost drunken. My chest tightened with alarm. I rushed over, grabbing his hips to steady him. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?” “I… can’t. Not anymore.” His words slurred, barely above a whisper. Before I could question him, his hand shot up to the back of my head, yanking me down. His lips crashed against mine, hot and desperate.

“This is not the place—” “I decide the place,” he murmured, stepping closer. Her heartbeat pounded. “Adrian, you can’t just show up here—” “You forced my hand.” His voice was soft, deadly. “I warned you not to ignore me.” “My husband is back home,” she hissed. “He’s recovering. I’m not doing this—” “You already did this,” Adrian snapped, for the first time losing control. “You think one miracle erases what we shared? What you gave me? What I—”

I vented my anger on the stirring wheel, my hands hitting it over and over again as I growled out. Everything in the past few weeks had spoiled my years of planning. A quite simple plan at that. Make Astrid my Luna and after I've been made Alpha of Night aim pack, I would reject her and get married to Laila. I care about Astrid but she's not who I want to be with. Too innocent for me. Laila had the right amount of crazy I love. She hadn't always been the woman I planned to marry. It started quietly. She'd been Astrid's best friend, which meant she was always around. At first, it was harmless conversations after pack gatherings, late-night messages when Astrid had gone back home, little momen

"Don't make a scene. Be my Luna, or I will destroy you." "Be your Luna?" I laughed. It was a terrifying, joyful sound. "Cole Bloodmoon," I announced, my voice ringing with the power of an Alpha. "I, Ava Ashford, reject you as my mate." The words hit the room like a physical shockwave. Cole stumbled back, clutching his chest. The bond-the mystical thread connecting us-snapped. SNAP. It was loud. Violent. "You..." Cole gasped, his face turning gray. "You can't..."

His rapsy voice lingered in my ears, I immediately felt his intent to grasps my hair and I pushed him away, again he was a few feets away from me. "I'm not 13 anymore don't you fucking touch me Christian." He looked surprised, his eyes could tell his shock. He immediately broke into a light chuckle like we were some childhood friends. "Why not ? Am a candidate, if it wasn't for dad's greed I'm still your future husband Anna." He said in a icky tone. "I rather let Lilly burn me to a cross than hear you repeat that bullshit." I yelled, hearing him claiming the position of future husband was abominable. "What ? Did you forget Sinclair stabbed you that one night when you both shared a bed." The

If this had been my life, I would’ve been in the best mood literally all the time. I could smell Elliott’s mouthwatering scent from here, which only increased the urge to pinch myself for at least the hundredth time today. I also couldn’t believe how much I already missed him when he was only a room away. “I just want to kiss him again.” Astrid chirped. “I do too, I’m just worried about it progressing to more this early on.” I confessed. Astrid didn’t respond, just made a frustrated grunt and seemed to put up a block so I couldn’t link her right away.

“I guess he’s waiting for the gala. But he put Zara to sleep with the Oak Ridden Root. Oh, and he has a daughter. Lucia. Turns out, Lucia and Storm are mates.” “No way!” Astrid said. I giggled. For a moment, it felt like we were just old friends gossiping. It was nice. I filled her in on some of the weird stuff that had happened – Adrian breastfeeding, Storm’s crazy outfits, our plan with the black rocks. We chatted easily, almost as though Astrid wasn’t in a cage dressed like a ballerina and there wasn’t a war back at home with our packs. But then a voice interrupted us.

🔞 READ AT YOUR OWN RISK, SPG ALERT 18+ ABOVE, THIS STORY IS NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS 🔞 --- “Ahhh!!” Astrid moaned softly. She couldn’t stop herself because of the strange sensation she was feeling for the very first time. “Don’t moan too much, lady… ahh, you’re so tight!” Apollo said as he enjoyed a night with the waitress, Astrid. After that exhausted night , the billionaire newcomer to their town and the young waitress both fell into a deep sleep.