Ayiana Frey Novels & Stories

and left . Anaya Is in front of the mirror , she touch the mark given by him and a blush crept on her face remembering their moments .She is smiling at herself when she heard Alya voice . Alya :" you are looking so much happy ". Anaya turned to her and asked :" what do you mean ?" . Alya smirked and said :" I mean you are looking so happy snatching my place , my love Anaya get angry and said :" excuse me you are talking about my husband ".

Zain voice slapped me on the face immediately I opened his sound proof door, Frey was the first to see me, she was accessing me with her eyes just like I was doing to her. Today she’s wearing a red heels and a black strapless gown, very short and sexy but I didn’t come here to adore her beauty, the look on her face told me Exactly what she thought of me as well. Her eyes were praising me, but her facial expression wasn’t, it simply means we think of the same thing, she thinks I’m beautiful too but it doesn’t stop the fact that she hates me. “It’s all because of her right? Because of this thing!” She was screaming at my face but stood rooted on the same spot.

He stepped toward me with his hand reaching for my face. “Your eyes are a rare azure blue and stormy silver. Like a gem. It must be hard to go around with eyes like those, and hair with that tint in it.” He grabbed a strand of my hair, and looked at it. His face was in awe, but also had a hint of wonder. What was he thinking? “My name is Layla. What is yours?” I asked again, trying to get an answer. He was still looking at my hair. “Theodore..” He dropped my hair, and stepped back.

He extended his hand for a handshake. She grinned. "My name is Freya!" She extended her hand as well. "I am the assassin who will end your life someday. I will reclaim everything that belongs to me—I will not leave a dime, and none of you will live to see me rule my people," she reflected, letting out a painful smile. His parents have caused her seventeen years of nightmares, and she will not let it go. She will be his Luna as well as the secret vengeful assassin starting today.

Mordeu playfully smacked her head, biting his lower lip, “What kind of idea did you get in that head of yours?” Freya was all laughter, “You were the one who said it felt so good. I wanted to know what felt good so I can try.” Mordeu raised an eyebrow at her, scrutinizing her appearance, “And if I do tell you, who are you going to try it with?” Freya glanced ahead; Fjall and Ayra were tied together, there was no separating them. Cillian had made Mordeu feel good even though she was never told how. And then there was Alana, who just like her, was free and single.

Her soul. Whereas Aayana is a 25 years old ambitious and talented girl with a sweet and caring nature. She loves from the core of her heart. She wants to shine in her career and she has a secret crush on Ira. She finds her soul in Ira. But she can't reach her because of her status. And she also knows that her family won't accept her reality. Still, she is in the hope that one day she will get her love. The love of her life. About whom she dreams every night and aspires every moment. The divine feelings she feels for Ira, give her the feel of a peach mountain. She is afraid that she will be able to get in touch with the love of her life. Her love. Her Soul.

Zoey-Is-My-Idol: “I can’t express how I feel right now. Zoey’s so cool! I want to kneel before her!” Zoey-Diamond-Fan: “She’s a goddess! Stunning looks, amazing voice, brilliant designer—and now, an epic high kick? Unlike that fake Ariana, who’s been a ‘green tea bitch’ for years!” Ariana’s-Fan-Club: “Enough with the insults! Ariana’s kind-hearted—she volunteers at orphanages and senior homes!” Ariana’s Fan: “Everyone makes mistakes. Ariana has apologized already. What more do you want? Don’t forget Zoey’s teenage scandals—there were rumors of an affair and abortion!”

Jeremiah grits his teeth together, “he broke her heart and he left her for dead” “Well, she looks happy” a slight smile forms on my lips, “Can’t you see that?” “Yeah. She does but I know she will rather be anywhere but here. I am glad she is going to New York, she is the lead actress for Echo’s new movie” “She is?” A questionable look appears on my face. Ayana is the best actress I have ever come across. Born to an Egyptian mother and an American dad, she is the epitome of everything beautiful.

She endured every hardship for them; otherwise, it would be too difficult for her to pull herself out of that miserable situation. “What’s going on here, Frey?” Rema asked. She was one of her best work fellows, but Freya didn’t share anything about her past with anyone till now. “Nothing! Just checking all the emails,” Rema knew about her children, but Freya thought it was good to discuss them here. She looked towards Ricardo Vitalli, who was talking to the investors of his company. This man never dared to cross any boundary with her and proved a knight in the shining armor for her children and for her, too. If it weren’t for him, then Freya’s life would turn into a nightmare for her and her

She grinned before turning and walking away. "I hate that bitch," Tari spat after Antonia. "I need to go now," Freyana said, wearing her jacket. "Seriously? What's so scary about that boy, he looks like a kid," Tari said. "You thought you helped me with what you did yesterday, no, you only made it worse," Freyana reminded. "What's so terrifying about him? That the mention of his name leaves you frozen?" Tari questioned, completely oblivious to the trembling of Freyana's hand.