Ayiana Frey Novels & Stories

Aria Vance never wanted a new family. After her mother marries a billionaire businessman Richard Hayes, eighteen-year-old Aria is forced to leave behind the life she knew and move into the enormous Hayes estate. But there is only one problem. Richard already has a son, Jaxon Hayes. And Jaxon immediately hates Aria. To him, Aria and her mother are outsiders who have invaded his home, his family, and potentially his inheritance. He makes Aria’s first year at Crestwood College miserable, constantly reminding her that she doesn't belong. But Aria has one secret, Blake Reed, Crestwood’s golden-boy hockey captain. She's admired him from afar for months but lacks the confidence to approach h

Alaina’s POV I never expected Adrian to step in, let alone stand at my side with his gaze locked on Freya, shielding me from the whispers and curious eyes surrounding us. “You don’t understand!” Freya shouted, her fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles turned white. “I put it in the newspaper that she cursed everything around her. You could be cursed too, Alpha! Let me help you before it is too late.” Adrian’s eyes narrowed, his expression tightening with disbelief. “Have you lost your mind?” he asked, each word carrying the weight of a slap. He looked at her like she was something he could not comprehend, a puzzle that made no sense.

Better than names people pronounced wrongly. "And FYI (For Your Information), Madonna doesn't have any girls. Well, she does actually, adopted so... none as the same color of hair. Besides, who's to judge by that when there's genetics, you know? She may have kids with a black haired man or something." He fist-bumped the air. "I said it! I could tell you were a fan with your firmness and all." "Oh, really?" "Yeah," he said and his eyes were on my body, looking me up and down and if only looks could act, he was going to be one of those Telemundo stars making me feel the passion.

" Noah explained. "It sounds like he's referring to Soraya Wayne." Freya reflected. "Enough of them, what do you do?" "She enquired. "I'm a personal assistant in a multinational corporation," he persuaded her, "and what about you?" "He inquired. "CEO of the FG fashion industry." "Sipping her red wine, she smiled. "The Freya Grey?" In flesh and blood? "He was perplexed. She wasn't like Soraya. He had this idea that all successful women were bitchy, but she had proven him wrong that night.

I say and led them into Iyah and Calli’s table. They are busy writing so they didn’t notice us approaching. “Excuse me, Iyah, Calli. Is it okay to bother you for a while? I just want to introduce someone to you.” I started saying. Iyah and Calli both look at me questioningly. “Mythi, Freya. This is Iyah, Ayla-noona’s sister and Calli, her bestfriend.” I say pointing at them. “Hello, Iyah-unnie and Calli-unnie.” Mythi smiles and waves at them.

“She said her name is Aysel… Aysel Ethan. She claims she is a sister to Darien Ethan, who I knew was Miss Freya's childhood friend.” "Aysel!” Freya muttered as though she didn't know who Aysel was. "Do you know her?” Mr. Elias asked. "I do, but I'm lost as to why she traced Jeri down here. This simply means something is wrong, father,” Freya responded and quickly took her hands off her father's grip. She dashed out of the room without waiting for her father. "Let's go,” said Freya to the gatekeeper as she walked past him and took the hallway.

Noah POV'S Name; Freya Salvador Date of birth: May 26, 19xx Age: 21 years old Parents: Both dead Level of education: College dropout I smirked after reading the file brought to me about the lady I met at the club the other day. So her name's Freya? It's way more pleasant to the ears than that of Mabel. "She seems to be lacking family members?" I asked Ryan, my private investigator and I saw him nod

I felt helpless. "It's nice to finally formally meet you Channing. Tate's told me all about you," she greeted with a smile. The crows feet under her eyes picked up with her grin and her olive skin creased in the corners of her mouth. Her short brown hair was styled in a pixie cut along with a pair of chic eyeglasses. I can't believe she's able to beat Tate and Cristian around like they say she can! "I-it's nice to meet y-you t-to-too Luna F-Frances," I sputtered. Her smile faltered a bit. "Hon it's just Frances. You're the Luna now. How are you feeling? Are you in pain. I can get Dr. Geeson in here," Frances said quickly.

Lyra My father is a respected husband and father, a model citizen, a role model to the youth, and a revered elder of our pack. Yet from the first day I was born, he wanted me dead. I thought getting married to Alpha Damian was going to protect me from him, but his long hands of hatred still reached me there. And now, because of him, my husband wants me dead. My name is Elyra Forte and I am on the run. My breath came in ragged gasps, each step sending sharp jolts of pain through my body. The weight of my pregnancy slowed me down, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t risk being caught—not now, not ever.

Before I could even start typing, Vivian replied in the group. Vivian: Y’all are so fucking dumb. Have you forgotten the video that came out last month? Freya’s a whole whore. She’s been sleeping around with rich men to get that money. That’s how she got the Obsidian card. Y’all really think a girl who used to be broke just suddenly bought a whole mall? Please. She’s a slut who sold her body. My heart started beating faster. A few people immediately jumped in. Tyler: Wait… lowkey that makes sense tho.