Enemies to Lovers - A Hiccstrid Fanfiction The Whispering Deaths are an amateur band scraping to get by. Hayden Haddock is a famous rockstar destined for greatness but with a shady record. Astrid had hoped they'd never meet again after they had first met at college auditions, and for a long time, she had managed to keep it that way. However, when Astrid's band runs into some financial difficulty, and a mysterious man offers the band a chance of a lifetime, Astrid can't refuse. Unfortunately, this deal came with one condition that Astrid dreaded more than anything... Hiccup Hayden Haddock.

When both Hiccup and Astrid were born, their father's made a promise that when they both reached 25 and were still single and childless, they would marry. Neither one of them want to be in this situation, but to appease their fathers they agree to the marriage. The couple decides that they would keep up the illusion for a year before getting a divorce. However, will they ever make it that long before falling into one another's arms? Mature Warning: Explicit Language, Sexual content (will be warned upon chapter).

Astrid is about to get married, and everything in her life seems to be falling into place. However, when it comes to arranging the paperwork, things get thrown out of order. It turns out that Astrid is already married. To her ex-best friend: Hiccup Haddock. In order to marry her fiance, Astrid must get a divorce from Hiccup. The only problem is that she hasnt spoken to Hiccup in 3 years. And things between them did not end well. Returning to her old hometown, Berk, Astrid is determined to get that annulment, meaning that she has to agree to Hiccups terms before he is willing to sign: to stay in Berk for 3 months as his slave. Can Astrid get the annulment? Or will she even want to?

In the summer of 1997, Oklahoma's skies are brewing up a storm. Unfortunately, so is the rivalry between two of the university's brightest meteorology students: Hiccup Haddock and Astrid Hofferson. They're academic nemeses both chasing the same tornadoes across America, vying for the same prestigious research paper that could define their careers. But when Astrid's recklessness gets her car totalled and grounds her team, she has no choice but to do the unthinkable: ride shotgun with Hiccup Haddock. Now stuck in the same vehicle, dodging funnel clouds and engaging in bitter arguments, they'll have to survive the sketchy motels, unpredictable storms, and each other's insufferable brilliance. But as the skies heat up, so does the tension between them because sometimes, the most powerful storms aren't the ones in the sky... they're the ones in your heart.

Hiccup is a bad boy. Astrid is the school diva/nerd. An unusual friendship. When situations arise that make them more alike than they'd like to admit, their feelings for each other won't be the only thing stopping them from living their own lives. There will be EXPLICIT MATURE content that may trigger or offend, some as well as sensitive issues addressed and experienced by some characters. I apologise and warn you in advance. If I have used any ideas from anyone else, I'm sorry. All characters belong to Dreamworks and Disney! (Original title: A Saviour's Touch)

After a blowout fight with her parents leaves her burned out and questioning everything, Y/n makes a reckless but necessary decision: she takes a gap year from college and moves to New York City to crash in her older brother's apartment. The city is loud, fast, and unforgiving-but it's better than staying where she's expected to pretend she's fine. What she doesn't expect is Anakin Skywalker. Anakin is her brother's best friend and coworker, the third presence in their apartment, and the most unsettling man she's ever met. He's sharp-tongued, intimidating, and clearly dangerous in a way she can't quite place. She knows only three things about him: he makes an obscene amount of money, he runs with a tight, untouchable inner circle, and whatever he does for "work," it definitely isn't legal-or safe. When Anakin offers her a job at the nightclub he owns, Y/n accepts out of stubborn independence more than trust. The club is dark, exclusive, and buzzing with secrets, and Anakin rules it with a quiet, brutal authority that confirms her first impression: he's a violent asshole with no patience for mistakes. From Anakin's perspective, Y/n is everything he shouldn't be around-soft, sheltered, and entirely out of her depth. A spoiled college girl playing at independence. A liability. But nights bleed into mornings, conversations grow sharper and more honest, and the lines between who they pretend to be and who they actually are begin to blur. Y/n starts to see the cracks beneath Anakin's control. Anakin starts to realize she's far stronger-and far more dangerous to him-than he ever expected. In a city built on secrets, power, and desire, getting close might be the most dangerous thing either of them has ever done. Enemies to lovers/slow burn Anakin Skywalker AU. I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS *This story contains mature content such as smut, violence, and adult dialog.

Y/n has never known a life without silk gloves, stone corridors, and the weight of expectation. Raised in London's oldest castles, she is a princess groomed for power-educated in diplomacy, trained in restraint, and paraded through endless tea parties where every smile hides a negotiation. As the daughter of Queen Shaak Ti, one of the most formidable political minds in the realm, Y/n is expected to rule with grace, not passion. But the seas beyond the crown's control are growing restless. Anakin Skywalker is everything Y/n has been taught to despise. A ruthless pirate captain with a reputation soaked in blood and rum, he commands fear rather than loyalty, chaos instead of law. His name is whispered in royal chambers like a curse-an unkillable menace who leaves burning ships and broken bodies in his wake. He drinks too much, fights too hard, and answers to no crown. When a fragile political treaty forces Y/n into situation with the very pirates threatening the empire's trade routes, her path collides with Anakin's. Their first meeting is explosive-sharp words, mutual hatred, and a power struggle neither is willing to lose. To Y/n, Anakin is a savage criminal. To Anakin, she is a gilded pawn who has never bled for anything she owns. Yet as war looms and secrets unravel, their hatred begins to blur into something far more dangerous. Y/n discovers the man beneath the monster: a brilliant tactician, a haunted soul, and a captain driven by rage he can barely control. Anakin, in turn, sees past her polished manners to the steel beneath-an intelligent, defiant woman suffocating under the crown's expectations. Desire simmers where resentment once ruled. Trust is earned inch by inch. Every stolen glance feels like betrayal. Every moment together threatens to collapse the world they stand on opposite sides of. Because loving a pirate could cost Y/N her throne. And loving a princess could be the one thing that finally destroys Anakin Skywalker.

She was raised in the shadows of the Jedi Temple, but her heart was shaped by darkness. Taken as a child and hidden from the Order, Y/N was Palpatine's secret project - a powerful Force-sensitive trained in the ways of the Sith, molded to be loyal only to him. Hidden from the galaxy. Unseen by the Empire. Unacknowledged even by the Emperor's enforcer, Darth Vader. Until now. At twenty, she's deadly, calculating, and terrifyingly composed for her age. A weapon in human form. She's never failed a mission. Never questioned an order. And never been allowed to meet the man who haunts the whispers of Imperial space - Darth Vader. But now, Palpatine is sending her to the Death Star to assist him. To serve under him. She's heard the rumors: Vader is cold. Merciless. Unstoppable. The Emperor's right hand and his most feared creation. But when they meet, it's nothing like she expected. Their first interaction is ice over fire. They clash immediately - power, pride, presence. She doesn't cower. He doesn't yield. He sees her as a threat. She sees him as a challenge. They hate each other on sight. But under the hate, there's something else - something dangerous. Something magnetic. Something neither of them dares to name. She was raised to be a Sith. He became one. They were never meant to coexist. But the Force has other plans. *this story contains smut, war, torture, and abuse I DO NOT OWN STARS WARS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS ASSOCIATED 🥇Darth Vader 🥇Star Wars 🥇Anakin Skywalker 🥇Clone Wars

The first thing you noticed about St. Augustine's Academy wasn't the chapel or the polished courtyard-it was the ocean. Always there, just beyond the gates, the crash of waves carrying salt into the air until it clung to your skin. Your father called it a "fresh start," but beginning senior year at a private Catholic school where everyone already moved in perfect rhythm felt less like freedom and more like stepping into a play without a script. The uniform didn't help. A black skirt, a too-crisp blouse, a deep red vest embroidered with Fides et Virtus. Faith and virtue. You weren't sure you had either. Students clustered in tight groups that morning, laughter bouncing under the stone archways. You held your bag a little closer, slipping through the crowd no one thought to include you in. The new girl didn't need an introduction-they already had their hierarchies, their unspoken rules. That was when you saw him. Leaning against the railing that overlooked the beach, tie loose, hair sunlit and untamed, he looked as if the entire world had been built just to see if it could hold him. When his eyes flicked to yours-brief, sharp-the tide seemed to shift. You didn't know his name. Not yet. But something told you that by the time this year ended, he'd be the reason St. Augustine's stopped feeling like a prison and started feeling like something else entirely. I DO NOT OWN STAR WARS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS

Y/N has spent nearly her entire life in the Jedi Order. Disciplined, sharp, and wise beyond her years, she's spent the last six years training off-world-earning the quiet respect of Masters and peers alike. Now eighteen, she's finally returning to the Jedi Temple, ready to take on new missions and reunite with old friends. But she didn't expect him. Anakin Skywalker. The last time she saw him, he was a hotheaded, arrogant 14-year-old-just discovering his power and already impossible to deal with. Before she left, they'd fought constantly. He teased, she snapped, and neither could stand the other. Now he's twenty. Rumored to be the Chosen One. The Hero with No Fear. And still, apparently, a cocky, impulsive, Force-damned nuisance. Except... he's not a kid anymore. And neither is she. As sparks of rivalry reignite between them, something else begins to simmer beneath the surface-something dangerous, something forbidden. Between late-night duels, heated arguments, and unexpected moments of closeness, Y/N finds herself drawn to the one Jedi she vowed she'd never tolerate. But with war looming, secrets stirring in the shadows, and the dark side whispering louder every day... falling for Anakin Skywalker might be the most reckless move of all. *this story does contain smut and some graphic details about war, torture, and abuse. I DO NOT OWN STARS WARS OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS ASSOCIATED 🥇Anakin 🥇Anakin Skywalker 🥇Clone Wars 🥇Star Wars