Train Your Dragon Astrid Novels & Stories

Those eyes burned like an unquenchable flame, testing her patience and scrutinizing her every move. Dragon sat beside his wife, Olivia, who exuded confidence and satisfaction as she spoke to him in a calm tone. His sleek black hair and sharp gaze made him resemble a meticulously crafted statue. Yet, what truly set Dragon apart was the commanding aura that surrounded him—a power that demanded either respect or fear. Jenny, on the other hand, wore a simple dress that highlighted her natural beauty, her wavy hair and green eyes giving her a captivating, understated charm.

It will be hard enough trying to fight the elves as it is, but without the practice, we’d have focused on staying alive, not trying to protect our friends. “My dragon, let’s practice you using your earth element while we fly,” Yhen says. I sigh. I know that I need to try if it means I could protect myself, my child, and my mate, but I don’t even know where to begin. I can feel my fire. It’s always been a part of me, but I can’t feel Yhen’s earth element. “That’s a great idea, King Yhendorn. We should practice too, Anala," Vaeril says.

“So who better as backup than an Alpha-blooded fighter and a Prima wolf?” Astrid chuckled. It came at the strangest possible time, light and sharp enough to cut some of the tension without removing it. She winked at me when I looked at her. “I would love the opportunity,” she said. “Besides, how often does a woman get invited on a terrifying journey to meet a dragon-king father?” I stared at her. “You were not invited.” Astrid smiled. “Details.” I warned, “This is dangerous.” She answered, “I gathered that from the smoke, the blood, and the dragon fire yesterday.” I said her name, “Astrid.” She smiled faintly. It was not careless. I saw the fear beneath it. She was not stupid. She had been b

But she wasn’t out of the doorway when she heard a familiar voice from the shadows speaking to her. “You want to train to be a soldier, do you? To defeat the dragon?” She turned, her eyes cutting through the darkness. She knew who it was before he even stepped into the light, before she even saw his face. When he stepped into the beam of light coming in from the hallway, she locked eyes with him, and her head nodded up and down. “I will train you,” he said. She almost laughed, almost chuckled in his face. But then, she realized he meant it, and while she had always hated him, if anyone other than Xaver Cross could train her to kill the dragon, it was him.

Just as my knees buckled, strong arms suddenly trapped me from behind, catching and pulling me into a solid chest. “It’s okay, Astrid.” Kaveh’s deep voice echoed in my ear. I struggled wildly, thrashing against his hold, my elbows jabbing back as hot tears streamed down my face. “No!” “They’re gone, Astrid.” “It’s all a lie!” I screamed, my sobs tearing from deep within my soul. “I have to find them. Let me go! Please, just let me go!” I fought harder, legs kicking, but his grip only tightened, steady and unyielding. The world spun faster.

I am actually excited about this as I am stuck training with these two and it always ends up in some other kind of workout, not that I am complaining, not at all. I have been stretching and going through the warm up as I do every morning when both Astrid and Darnick turn up. She smiles brightly when she sees me and looks almost happy. This fills me with hope that my beautiful friend will be back to herself soon. “So I thought it would be good for Astrid to join you this morning in training as Astrid needs to learn to train in her fur” Ares tells us, as Arrow stands with his arms crossed over his sexy toned chest; Shit, concentrate Lizzy, I think as I lick my lips and Arrow smirks at me as if

She’s so fucking small- good thing I’d never give into my attraction for her, because I’d break the girl in half. “IT is that way,” I mumble, pointing at the second-story windows across the field. I start to walk away when Astrid pipes up. “Actually, I think I’m gonna train with you guys this morning, if that’s alright.” I stop in my tracks, turning to look at her over my shoulder. “Huh?” Astrid nods. “Yeah, I mean I’ve gotta keep in shape, right?” I blow out a breath, turning to face her. “Sure, but we don’t just do endurance workouts here. We do a lot of combat training. Sparring.”

I looked at Gideon who’s expression gave nothing away as he caught my gaze. “King Sorin, my house is your house but enough with the titles and bullshit. We have work to do and an enemy to kill.” We discussed our plans and Sorin listened quietly and made one or two recommendations. As dinnertime arrived we had finally all agreed on a plan. Sorin’s warriors were trained to fly their dragons, a fact I was pleased to hear.

She wore black breeches. “Yeah,” I nodded, continuing up the steps. “I’m Willa, by the way. I could always show you around the pack, and maybe even the entire South. So glad I was born in this part of Veridian.” Her feet tapped on the cobblestones as she fell into step beside me, a soft laugh escaping her throat. “I would gladly appreciate that. I’m Astrid.” I took her outstretched hand and shook it. We walked in comfortable silence until we reached the training field.

My sister, Aurora, and I were flying together when we noticed something strange on the frozen land far below us. Aurora flew steady beside me. She was a dragon, powerful and beautiful. Her silver scales shined in the sunlight, her wings cutting through the air like blades. I looked at her and felt small. Not weak, just… different. How I came into existence?