Aunt Freya Legacies Novels & Stories

And if they were camping they would not need money so that meant that… A little cry, broken by misery shattered the thoughts I was having as I followed it to see Zara crying close to the fire. I was there in an instant, down on my knees in the dirt next to her. Her face was grayish and smeared with dirt and tears. And her leg — oh, by the gods, it was bent in a bad way just below the ankle. "Freya," I said urgently. "What's happened? How did this happen?" Freya was still by the tree, but she’d wrapped her arms around herself. She looked small. So damn small. “She… she broke it,” she whispered, voice hoarse. “When we were running.”

Derek watched his parents dart shock glances at each other, and furrowed his eyebrows, his mind reeling with questions on why his parents were shrouded in unbelief. They weren’t even bothered by Freya’s last rude remark. Freya had mentioned that she was a mage and an ancient. Well, he knew of mages, not that he had seen any, except her mother’s friends, Brenda and her sister-though they weren’t actually mages, just witches.

the assistant greeted. Freya extended her hand. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Dean. I’m sorry, I don’t remember our meeting.” “Oh, we haven’t. But I saw you two years ago, during Madam Wright’s birthday party,” the assistant said. “Oh, Aunt Gaby’s party,” Freya said, referring to Kenneth’s mother. “Do you need coffee, snacks, or tea?” Kirk asked. “Do you have oatmeal? It’s almost lunch,” Geneva said.

I would've believed that I'd finally become part of this family. Yet, everything that happened in my past life served as a cold reminder that direct blood ties were not so easily severed. No matter how hard I tried, I was simply incomparable to Camila in Aunt Leah's heart. Since that was the case, why should I keep deluding myself? I would repay Aunt Leah the money I owed, and we'd be done. There'd be no more entanglements. I forced a faint smile and was about to say something when Uncle Randy snatched the notebook from my hands.

The heir apparent made them all very delighted to see him. Freya had a cold shower and then got up to leave the bathroom. Despite her fatigue from the ceremony, she made the decision to push through it. She was prepared to take action because she had everything planned out. She'd showered first, and she'd been in the bathroom a long time. Since they had completed their mating ritual and everything, she had made the decision to give Lucius her virginity. She was aware that giving it to him as a present on their first night together was the correct thing to do. She had on attractive underwear that accentuated her cleavages and fit her body perfectly. She wore the other pair of clothes she had

“It's alright sister. Weston Hills is our home and we cannot back down. We have to fight, I know Earnestine won't stop fighting where ever she is.” “I wish you could go back to life,” Freya said before embracing her. Their hug was warm and tight, Janeka's eyes widened when she tried to tell Freya that she was attempting to kill her. “I love you.” Freya said. “I love you too.” Janeka said puffing out. Pulling away from Janeka, Freya pushed Janeka and she fell backward, the emptiness opened and consumed Janeka. Freya smirked before she turned her back walking deeper into the infernal region. She didn't regret what she just did. It was the only option she had.

Inner Devil: ‘Not bad, but let’s be honest, we want the version that argues, sulks, and spoils us with five-star breakfasts. Inner Devil 2: ‘Yeah, I refuse. Auntie, Ma’am, Freya has retired from the bachelorette life, FYI!’ Inner Devil: ‘Yeah, we need soul!’ When Freya opened up Aunt Kate’s gift, she was stupefied! She was gifted with bondage-style lingerie! Inner Devil: ‘Okay, now we are talking.’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Freya, you gotta use this tonight!’ When Kenneth’s Aunt Scarlett gave Freya some sexy dice and card games, remarks flew!

Freya Amar was lying next to me on the couch as a group of us hung out in the living room after breakfast, discussing what had happened this morning. I was thankful that Amar chose to be next to me, as petting him helped take away some of the stress I was feeling after what I had done. "How the hell did you one-up Aunt Rhi?!" Layla asked as she looked at me, her reddish-orange eyes full of curiosity. Layla had Uncle Jay's copper tanned skin tone, and Aunt Mia's curly dark brown hair and facial features. She also had Aunt Mia's bubbly personality.

Her breathing was clearly off now. “Actually, we can. The High Council gave us permission to deal with you as we saw fit. But it's funny that you believe that a week of suffering is too much for you to have to handle. You took me from my bed and handed me off to be taken like I was nothing to you. There were laws in place to protect me, too, but that doesn’t matter to you, does it? You only cared about yourself and how it affects your family. Well, your family is gone now, because of your idea. I was killed, and almost raped, because of that idea,” I replied. “I am your Aunt, Eva. Can’t you just let me go?” Freya asked.

I paused, "the physical attraction. I just recognized his growl everytime, before I met him in person." "Probably, Wynzlette! You're Aunt Lavander's daughter. She'll put you first. Freaking magnet of love! That's obviously howls of Love, baby cousin. Definitely a story written by the moon goddess. It's just that it was manipulated. Ugh! I'll ask Papa to help you as early as possible..." "I don't want mom to know about this. Please, promise me, Freya." I convinced my cousin. I heard her heavy breathing and her irritated complaint on the other line. "Alright. But next year, if we can't find the effin' golden fang, don't blame me, Wynzlette..." she said meaningfully.