Train Your Dragon Astrid Novels & Stories

Its body was massive, so massive, that several hillsides formed behind its back. Hana tapped both of her calf. After doing so, she stood up and started to float in the air. She then dashed near the dragon’s face, just a few feet away from the dragon’s fiery eyes that could fit ten of her. “I’ll be relying on you now.” Hana told the dragon, a lopsided empty smirk formed on her thin pink lips after she did. “Go straight ahead.” Hana pointed towards Rustaval. “Show me what Remnant of Rustaval looks like.”

An older woman with ink-black robes and a silver circlet etched with runes. "She's stable now," the woman said. "The power overwhelmed her, but she adapted." "Power?" Sera croaked, her voice raw. The healer turned to Rhazien, then back to her. "You're carrying." Sera blinked once. Twice. "Carrying what?" The healer hesitated, then said, almost in awe, "A dragon's heir." Gasps rippled behind the curtains. Even Rhazien’s jaw went slack, his eyes searching the healer’s face like he'd misheard.

She looked at the cup, looked at him, looked at the cup again. "This is not how mornings are supposed to work," she said. "I will note your objection. Come." She brought the coffee. ✦ The training yard was a wide stone courtyard on the east side of the castle, open to the sky, surrounded by walls high enough to contain something if it got out of hand. She looked at those walls and felt the first whisper of unease. "Why are the walls that high?" she asked. "Previous training sessions with the Draconis fire," Zyren said, positioning her in the centre of the yard. "Stand here."

For Kaidën's sake and the sake of the pack, I knew I had to have courage. The line of Xylara's smile was cruel and thin. "Are you ready, Astrid?" she asked, her voice dripping with malice. I inhaled deeply, bracing myself for the impending event. "I am ready," I stated firmly. I briefly noticed a glint of respect in Xylara's eyes as they flashed with surprise. She then abruptly moved and pushed open the stone door, revealing a room brimming with enigmatic energy and antiquated artifacts. With my heart racing in my chest, I took a step forward. I was aware that I was going to learn things that would permanently alter my life.

He smirks,looking proud of himself “Yeah. I told you I know my way around. We'll have to move after a month or two. And we need to train. You’re not good at combat,and you haven't connected to your dragon fully. We need to work on those.” “You’ll teach me?” “Yes.” He answers,folding his arms,still holding on to the blanket. “I get the combat,but what do you know about dragons?” He chuckles “ Nothing really. But I read some books and apparently,I'm your tamer. There should be some natural information in here.” He says,pointing at his head. I scowl “In as much as the dragon is me and I am the dragon, it has a mind of its own most of the time,and it loves burning shit. So if you don’t know what

She was touching Megan’s face and then hugging her again as they both cried. “What happens now?” Rylee asked. “We’ve completed the bond and it’s been accepted.” “And something else,” Elder Michael said with a smile. “What?” Lucas asked impatiently. “Megan has a dragon,” I said and Rylee gasped as Lucas turned towards me. “A dragon? That’s never happened before,” he said. “Quite right Sire Lucas, Kaida is the first of her kind that we know of, she’s a strong dragoness, graceful and beautiful,” Elder Cliff said.

Astrid said, ticking off on her fingers, “you’re fragile when Damien is around. Fragile when the elders are watching. Fragile when sympathy is available. Strangely resilient when servants aren’t looking.” Taylor gasped. “Astrid!” Astrid smiled sweetly. “Relax. I’m impressed, actually. If there were awards for strategic fainting, you’d have a shelf full.” Taylor’s face flushed red beneath the freckles. “You’re being cruel,” she snapped, the softness cracking for just a second. Ah. There it was. Astrid leaned closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. “Taylor, if I were being cruel, I’d remind you that this pack still calls me Luna while you’re still introducing yourself as ‘Damien’s concern

“You heard her. This is what you wanted. Your Gamma just gave an order. I suggest you oblige. I nodded and ran upstairs to change. I ditched my dress and pulled on my suit. I glanced in the mirror before I left. In this training suit, I already felt stronger. Astrid took me to the lake. It was quiet and serene, just like she’d said. “We’re going to start off with a few defense moves,” she told me. “And Astrid, I’m going to treat you like I treat all of my warriors. I won’t go easy on you. Make no mistakes about it, this training will be tough. Gruelling even. But if you dig deep, deep down inside of yourself, you get through us. And you’ll be stronger for it. Yes?”

The leader of the Village, known as Trenton, stepped forward as his gaze narrowed on Cyran and Kellan. “I don’t think we properly introduced ourselves the last time I was here. My name is Azura Chasm, I am mated to Cyran Chasm and the Keeper of the Dragon Stone. They are here because we need your help.” All eyes moved from Kellan in his Dragon form and Cyran as they landed on me with surprise. Feeling awkward, I shifted from one foot to the other. While also feeling as if I was experiencing every high schooler’s nightmare, standing in front of class naked.

Huncho's brows creased with worry as he opened his mouth to protest, "But Commander, I believe your father is right. Definitely, we would ensure the downfall of Ragnar. But you have to be properly prepared for that, or else—" "Tell father not to lose sleep over it." Astrid responded. "I wasn't stupid when I broke into his private suite on the island and killed his Luna—I had planned that attack for months in secret." "And when Ragnar decides to come and fight me," her smirk broadened in a sinister glint. "I'll be ready to take him on.” she paused, “Or don't you think I can handle him, Huncho?" She had asked him a trick question, and Huncho knew better than to try and enlighten her on the rea