Becoming Free Indeed Novels & Stories

Nothing else. It was done. Free. I was free.

Only truth. finally becoming undeniable.

With Nate by my side, I knew that we would face the challenges ahead, hand in hand. In that passionate exchange, I understood that being free wasn't about escaping responsibilities, but about finding the courage to redefine them on my terms. With Nate, I would embark on a journey of self-discovery and love, embracing the complexities of being a Luna while forging my path to freedom. Together, we would create a world where love and liberation intertwined, and where I could be both the Luna and the free spirit that resided within me.

Bash propped himself up on his elbows and looked at me, "Then can buy an expensive item and resell them for cash. Tracking isn't easy. I will try not to restrict anything for now. Can you keep an eye on Demir?" "I will," I assured him. "But this work is killing me. Is there any such thing called a free profession? Like something where you get the freedom to do everything?" Bash smiled at me as though I was a kid who told him that she couldn't see the 'round Earth.' "Sometimes, freedom is a mindset, Hana." He pulled me by my waist. I rested my hands on his shoulder, "But end of the day, we are all working under someone who is working under someone else and the ladder goes up. Are you free? Yo

"You’ve spent your whole life forcing yourself to become exactly what everyone else needed you to be. Maybe now, you finally get to become whoever you choose." The words sank deep into her chest, loosening a knot she hadn’t realized she was holding. Aria felt a profound shift occur within her core. It wasn't a dramatic, explosive burst of magic, but a quiet, beautiful dawning of reality. For the first time since she could remember, the concept of becoming did not feel like an agonizing obligation. It felt like freedom. And freedom, she realized, was terrifying. But it was also beautiful. The future remained entirely unwritten, and somehow, that felt absolutely perfect.

“This isn’t a mistake. It isn’t impulse. It’s awakening. I’m done being your doll. I’m done being your prisoner. I’m done being nothing.” Bill stood there, frozen, as the weight of my words crashed into him. For the first time, he realized I was not going to back down. I was free. And nothing—not him, not the Church, not the mafia, not the whole world—was going to chain me again.

But free. Finally. Completely. Impossibly free.

I even picked up skills I never bothered with at home, like cooking and giving massages, for him. I ignored my teachers' and parents' stern warnings, and even my best friend's frustration at my stubbornness. None of them mattered. All I cared about was staying by Derrick's side. I shook my head, pushing those memories away, and smiled at Crystal. "I called you here today because I need your help to draft a divorce agreement." Shocked by my words, Crystal immediately pulled me into her car. I listened as she rambled on, saying she would help me fight for more rights and free myself from that jerk as soon as possible. For the first time, I felt a sense of relief. Even the hurt of being abandon

Right up to my deathbed, our son, Albert Holt, would still earnestly plead, "Mom, just divorce Dad. You're inferior to Aunt Vivian in every way. Dad has suffered by being with you all these years, so let him go." I lay in the hospital bed, looking at my indifferent husband beside me. He said nothing, and that deathly silence confirmed his agreement with those thoughts. I bit down hard on my lower lip until I tasted blood, then slowly released it. No! I would not repeat the same mistakes in this lifetime. I picked up the pen and slowly wrote two words in the applicant column: Vivian Hayes. Since Sebastian loved Vivian so much, he should have it his way. I handed the completed application to t

In fact, it felt more like a freebie that came with purchasing the necklace. I threw the ring into the trash, just like how I threw my years of love and sincerity for Archer away. "I don't owe you anything anymore, Archer."