Novel & Cerita Astrid Taran

Adeleid, one of the Sotiras members and ranked 3rd frowned slightly at President Knox arrogant words. As Gray introduction was finished, Adeleid also have a big and bold characters popping up beside her, following suit at introducing herself. Name: Adeleid Merri Age: 22 years old System: System Dhalia Ability: Frost Snow Sword Origin: Dhalia Home Town Frozen Lake Rarity: Scarce Identity: Sotiras HS3 Special Circumstances: Babying System Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Sotiras Strongest Hero Swordswoman’

But before I could reach the entrance, a figure stepped out of the shadows, blocking my path. Astrid. She wore a burgundy dress that caught the light like drops of blood, her face a mask of cold fury. Two of her loyal warriors flanked her, moving to cut off my escape routes. "Well, well," she drawled, her voice dripping with contempt. "If it isn't our pathetic excuse for a Luna, trying to crash the party." I lifted my chin, refusing to show fear. "Step aside, Astrid. This is an official pack function, and I am still Luna."

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

She asked him instead. “I’ll find my fellow mermen here.” “Suit yourself.” She said. “Just take care of Yntreia. I’ll see you later.” She followed Margarette as they went through the thick crowd. She saw a lavishly dressed Kapre smoking his famously favored tobacco. There were also heavily armored Dwarves, having a contest in arm wrestling. She caught glimpse of some winged women called Harpies, circling above ground. They kept on going until they reached the Virsathen’s tree trunk.

“Father, you can’t be serious. There’s no reason to wait—she deserves the truth.” I gulped, my eyes darting between Arman’s angry stance, Kian’s worried expression, and Kaveh, who stood silently by the window holding his daughter. My heart pounded so hard I could hear it in my ears. Elias Zarvan. The name was not familiar to me in any way. My head was starting to ache. Elias raised his hand, silencing Arman with a single look. “Enough. Do not argue with me on this. You will all do as you are told. Astrid needs time to recover. That is what matters now.”

She had dainty gossamer wings and long pointed tips to her ears. Astrid was tall, lithe and blond. Her hair braided into several sections that all came together into one long thick braid that came over her shoulder and hung to her waist. She had the most purest pale blue eyes and her pale complexion was covered in freckles. She looked strong and fierce like a warrior but grinned with a friendly warmth as Aria shook her hand. "I am pleased to meet you." Astrid said, her European sounding accent thick. "As am I." Yolanda agreed with a matching welcoming smile as she also shook Aria's hand.

“There’s a celestial being called the arbiter. He’s very powerful. More powerful than anyone this planet have witnessed. The arbiter’s plan is to take over the entire Earth. He’s already got the council on his side, and with Astrid out of the way, he thinks nothing can stop him.” Tara’s face paled. “What do you mean, ‘Astrid out of the way’? What happened to her?” Claud took a deep breath. “Astrid fought against him, disobeying the rules the celestials have so there was a jury to determine the fates of the arbiter and Astrid but the council ruled in favor of the arbiter. Astrid has one week before they imprison her for ten thousand years. She was the only one strong enough to fight the arbit

And then. Haden let out a low murmur before pulling her in closer to him, "You," he said, "It's definitely you." She froze in his grasp, her eyes still wide, set firmly on Leo. "What's your name?" He asked but Lia didn't respond. "Lia Loren, age 17 from Triton," Leo said deeply, emotion practically undetectable in his tone but upon examining his face, I could see it deep and repressed. "The Alpha's sister..." Haden said, getting a proper look of her. "Nice to meet you, Lia. I'm Haden."

Nothing was ever straightforward with these Feltspars. Making the convincing excuse that they needed to leave the premises and saying he would explain later, he decided a more convincing dynamic would be if Sigurd escorted Astrid and Daphne, one under each mighty arm, and he resumed carrying his lady. It seemed to work. Someone Astrid greeted by name – Tillie – turned a rather obvious blind eye, while a girl she in turn referred to as Pippa looked both awestruck and fascinated.

A female's dry voice reached my ears. I scanned the roomm finding her by the closet, standing few feet away from Zyran who was sitted. "Do you normally bully people or are you still learning from your master?" I counterd back, matching her glare, "Who are you anyway?" "The pack's beta, Astrid." She said coldly. I took a step back, glancing from Zyran to his beta. The two are an unbeatable duo. It was rumored that Astrid paralyzed the former beta after manipulating him and offered herself to serve the Alpha King.