Ayiana Frey Novels & Stories

Sabine grumbled. There was another subfolder on Freya. It read: [Secret transactions.] When Antoine clicked on it, they discovered Freya made hundreds of anonymous donations to children with medical needs. There were other foundations too, but there were too many to go through. However, all of them suggested Freya was giving away money to help others. “That’s her secret?” Antoine reacted. There was one last folder. It read: [Freya’s guilty pleasure.] The Bellamy couple hoped and prayed they would find something—anything—to tear Freya’s name down. However, when they clicked on the folder, they learned that Freya was simply obsessed with fashion. She was the mysterious buyer of exclusive signa

Freya chuckled, placing her hand on his shoulder and showing her piece of attitude. Angelina stares at her from head to toe—she wore a white coloured skirt that barely covered her thighs. She has short hair and held an expensive bag in her hand. No doubt, she is a messy b*tch, lol! "I’m curious—do you have free time?" Freya stepped closer to him. "What do you have to do with his free time, you bitch?" "Quietly run away from here, or else I’ll fry you in oil." Angelina gritted her teeth while muttering against her boiled blood.

I swallowed hard before answering, I so desperately wanted to answer, even though I knew it would be a mistake, because if I gave mine, she would give hers and I wasn’t sure how many more times I could watch one of these girls get dragged kicking and screaming or killed in cold blood. “Freya.” The word slipped from my mouth before I decided to speak it and I winced as I waited for her next words. “I’m Cali.” She uttered, and those two words literally cracked my heart open Cali. “Well Freya, I would say that it’s nice to meet you, but under the circumstances.” She trailed off and I huffed a laugh. Truer words were never spoken. I watched her for a while as she sat with her eyes closed and shi

FREYA Everything stopped. It literally felt like time just slowed down and the whole world held its breath. Annie's eyes found mine the second Lena pressed the gun harder against her head. And Annie, my best friend, the girl who always had the right thing to say, wasn't saying anything. She was just looking at me with her big brown eyes doing all the talking. ‘Save yourself.’ Her eyes were screaming it. ‘Don't do anything stupid, Freya. Save yourself.’

Something she was alien to and yet she can relate. “Meh, just because. I like the chaos and all the shits it brings. It was like live entertainment and I could get to watch in the VIP seat, with popcorn and all.” with a coy smile in her face, Freya responded. It was as if she wanted to provoke the female rookie undercover spy, she can detect that Hestia is getting annoyed, mad even. Or worse, angry. But Freya enjoyed it. For the longest time, she had wanted to see how the stone faced, cold and overly calm girl would react. She had tried so many ways but to think this is how easy to anger the cold Student Council Secretary--- Freya was both disappointed and at the same time, amused. “Besides,

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.

The woman looked at Freya's face that was constantly changing colors and smirked mockingly, "Freya, long time. Won't you even say hi to an old friend?" Freya narrowed her eyes, and it was only then that she recognized the woman. Wasn't she Nico's distant cousin, Zendaya? Why were the two... Freya looked between them as if she had finally figured out their secret. She pointed at them and spoke in a trembling voice, "You two... aren't you supposed to be related?" Zen laughed as she flipped her hair seductively. She looked at Nico and pouted, "Baby, I told you that lying is bad. Now look, your little wife thinks that we are practicing incest."

Soon, I need to finish up a little stuff and then I will run into my mother's arms," I said softly, telling her the words that she loves to hear. You can't blame me, I am mama's boy. She chuckled softly and replied:" Anyway, just stay safe and eat well, my sweet Yaya." she quickly hung up. Damn! Yaya, I swear I will be the joke of the year if anyone hears her call me that ugly nickname, ew! I smiled softly at my phone, like a fool. I can't even explain how much I miss my mother, it's been a whole fifteen days after all. Just wait a few minutes, Aylan, only a few minutes. "Sir, look there," said Amayas, my driver, breaking me from my thoughts.

I’ve been hyper-aware of her presence when she’s near, oddly attuned to her body language like I can almost read her well-hidden emotions. I turn to look her way, my eyes wandering her form as she hits the bottom step. She’s evidently gone through some of her new clothes- she’s changed into a pair of navy blue high-waisted yoga pants and a white cropped hoodie, her long red hair swept up into a neat ponytail. I’m not sure how it’s possible for her to be dressed so casually and still look like a goddamn runway model, but she does, and I’m completely captivated. I must be staring at her wordlessly for a moment too long, because Serena narrows her eyes, tilting her head as she looks back at me.

She screamed for help but I'm so helpless. ._______________________________________ Who did this with Anaya and what did that person do...