Hilda Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Hilda looked at Hades, her eyes pleading silently. "He's not going to save you from me! No one is going to save you from me,not even yourself."I said in a cold voice and looked at Hades and he looked unbothered. "You betrayed me, Hilda! Why? Why did you decide to harm Hazel?"Hades asked and Hilda cried even more. "I agreed to do it so that the prince could feel how it feels to lose someone so dear to you, "Hilda said and I creased my eyebrows in confusion.

Properly scolded, I mimed zipping my mouth closed and sat up straighter before he continued. “Hilda had been raised to become a priestess all her life and all that remained was for her master to pass so she could take over the position. Everything seemed to be going well until one day. While washing her hair at a river bank, she ran into a man. This man was so captivated by Hilda’s beauty that he immediately proposed to her and asked her to be his wife. He promised her great wealth, riches beyond the likes of what she’d ever seen, but Hilda remained steadfast, she had been promised to the goddess so she refused him.

She asks him hastily: “Then why did you go to the sea in those days… Do you want to torture yourself like that?” "Who knows," the young man replies blankly, "I don't want that either." “Who made you do this?…” – Mia hesitates – “I'm not sure because you're Malcolm Hiddleston after all.” The Malcolm Hiddleston that Mia knows is a rich, powerful man, fearless of anything, extremely knowledgeable, and always says nasty things that make others uncomfortable. In her eyes, he is like the one who is 'ruling' the whole country. She both admires and fears Malcolm.

"Hello Susan. Yes, I am who you think I am. I'm sorry if my creepy man cover scares you, and I assure you, I'm not an axe murderer." Susan gasped again, glaring at Lila. "You tell him." "Off course. You're cute when you're scared." Lila winked slyly. She reclaimed her seat back. "Your Highness, you may sit anywhere." She glanced at Susan. "Let's finish this, Susan." Edvard took the seat where he could watch Lila without any obstacle blocking his sight off her. He looked around, wondering where she put the flowers that he gave her. Wishing the flowers didn't end up in the trash when he didn't see any trace of them.

"What do you mean for now?" She threw herself on the bed and gave me a cheeky grin. "Well, this is Mila’s room—the Alpha’s younger sister. She’s in France for a holiday right now. Besides, I overheard that you’re the Alpha’s mate! It’s only a matter of time before he decides to bring you into his room and you two get down and dirty." She wiggled her eyebrows. I wanted to die of embarrassment. Blushing furiously, I exclaimed, "God! What’s with all this talk about mates?" I decided to ask about the whole thing.

I poured it straight into the flowerpot. There was a sudden knock at the door. Hilda came in wearing an innocent smile, closing the door behind her. Her gaze fell on the empty glass, and satisfaction curved her lips. "Val, if I join this family, you won't be mad, will you? Even if you are, don't go hurting yourself." Her smile looked sweet, almost naive, as she drew a small knife from her sleeve and slashed toward my arm. A mirthless laugh escaped me. So she wanted to drug me into madness? Newsflash—I was already there.

Annoying Thing was saying. Naima rolled her eyes and made a retching sound, clawing at her throat. But the girl was only disappointed to find out that didn't keep off Annoying Thing, it only impressed the morbid creep. She crossed her fingers and hoped Wanda and the rest would show up and save her. But they didn't. And the poor girl tried to drown out the sound of a mooning Annoying Thing telling her about his obese aunt who did yoga to rid herself of asthma

she replied, and Lylah thanked her before they parted ways. However, Lylah halted in her tracks with a small frown and looked back in the direction Hilda had gone. “How did she know my name when we’ve never spoken?” she mumbled. “Brigid must have told her,” she shrugged and continued toward her chamber. Hilda made her way to a familiar chamber and stood by the door. “Urgh!!!… Fûck!!.. Yes!!… Oh my!!” “Harder!!… Yes, right there! Oh, devils!!”

She had seen through me from the moment I knocked on her door. “Yes,” I whispered. “He’s mine, and knowing I can't fully have him with how much the mate bond is gnawing at me makes me want to blow everything up.” Hilda nodded slowly, as if she had expected nothing less. She closed her eyes, and for a moment, the cottage seemed to grow darker. The fire dimmed, and I felt something shift in the air. When Hilda opened her eyes again, they were no longer pale blue. They were black. Entirely, utterly black, like voids cut into her eyes, and I could not look away.

*******************Three Days Ago*************************** As I walked through the golden gates of the sky kingdom, I grimaced at the sight of Hilda sitting on the throne in front of my mother Hera, the throne meant for my intended. "Hilda." I replied sharply, "what are you doing here?" "Oh, Phil." She replied, smiling innocently, "Mama Hera invited Daddy and me to a family gathering. They wanted to talk about the rumors circling that you'd found your fated and mated with her, Phil. I, of course, told them that was a lie, that you would never mate with another before breaking it off with your intended; you aren't that type of guy," I rolled my eyes at Hilda, we both know the game Hilda is