Bell X Freya Fanfiction Novels & Stories

So, she walked towards the bathtub and stepped into it. “Whoa.” Freya voiced as she felt the coldness of the water. “Is it too cold for you?” Xaden asked out of concern. “No, not really. I'm fine with it. It's just so cool and nice.” She smiled, feeling excited about it. Then Freya slowly grabbed her waist from the back and hugged her, then he leaned closer to her ear. “I’ve been longing to do this with you, but now, here we are.” He chuckled softly.

Xavier said with a twisted smile. Freya glared at him, fury bubbling despite her weakness. “Where are my children?” Xayden smirked. “Safe. For now. Unlike you.” “You’ll regret this,” she hissed. “We already did,” Xavier snapped. “Regretted letting you go. Regretted letting them have you. But not anymore. We’ll take back what’s ours.” Freya spat blood onto the stone. “I was never yours.” “You were fated,” Xayden said, stepping closer. “That means forever.”

It wasn’t mine, and I should lay a finger on it, but it was its buzzing, coupled with the sun light on my face, that woke me up, so, I thought I was duty bound to check out on it. I clicked the side buttons, and thus came the phone to wake, displaying a text on the screen. The name on the screen was Dad’s, but the words seemed so strange. “Good day, Lord Jax. Now you have Freya, I expect you remit more money. She is worthy enough to be your sex slave, and if only I am not able to pay up my debt, then, you must have her pussy as the bait, and she would serve you pretty well in bed, as she had been groomed on that.”

Rhys mumbled, shaking his head in disappointment. I smiled, then patted him on his head. “That’s why you are my best friend.” Rhys scoffed. A minute later. Freya walked in, her eyes fixed on the clipboard on her hand. I instantly rushed to her side, and cleared my throat. “Hey Freya.” I greeted, extending my palm for a handshake. “I just checked the details of the car I repaired. I didn’t make any mistakes on it, so please leave.” She said casually. She didn’t respond to my greeting, nor did she accept my handshake. She just kept staring at the clipboard, then she turned to walk away.

The tension between them was apparent, a delicate mix of anguish and the residual fondness that had previously held them together. "I want to believe you," Freya said quietly, her gaze dipping slightly as her defenses began to shatter. Tigreal placed his thumb on her face, his touch soothing and calming. "Then let me prove it to you," he whispered quietly, his words hanging between them like a promise.

"So it's my duty to show you around." "Duty, my foot! You just want to keep me away from Alex and Krimson." I muttered under my breath, but it seems like I wasn't quiet enough because Freya turned to face me with narrowed eyes. "You're liking this game way too much, aren't you?" She mused. "You're keeping Alex on his toes, leading him on and going cold when you think he's fallen right into your trap. Must be really nice playing with someone's feelings."

Draven left for the office with Victor, but not before texting Freya filthy updates from the car: *Still hard thinking about how your cunt looked stretched around me on your father’s table. *Tonight I’m tying you to your bed and eating that pussy until you cry.* Freya spent the afternoon in the garden trying to read, but her mind kept drifting. She touched the marks he’d left on her body and wondered how long they could keep this up before someone noticed. The thought terrified her. It also made her wetter.

“Dorian—” “I will rather die than love someone like you again, Octavia.” With that I storm away, ignoring her screaming my name. ******* FREYA'S POV I struggle to keep my eyes open just as I feel weakness spread throughout my body. No, i can't let go yet. Not like this. I still have unfinished business. The iron bars creaks open and I don't bother raising my head to know who it is. Footsteps stops beside the table where I slain, strapped with leather straps that bite into my skin.

she murmured in suppressed excitement, staring at him with glinting eyes. “One and only,” Keller responded, stopping at our table. I rose to my feet and we exchanged a man hug before he pulled away. “And will you, my lovely lady, honour me with your name?” he took her hand and raised it to his lips, gently brushing his lips against it. My smile dropped a bit and I watched her reaction to see it was nothing but blind excitement. That set me at ease a bit. “Christina Bells,” “Such a sweet name,”

Alexia's breath sounded ragged as she clutched her chest, her eyes darting around frantically. I rolled my eyes cynically. Was it that Zane didn't know that she was in love with him or he pretended not to? Her calm demeanor had shattered long ago. It was the first time in almost forever that I had seen her look so panicked. "Get your head out of the gutter and back in the game, Alexia. We have a lot of work to do." ~~~~~~~~~~ Freya's POV "You're back." I called softly as the side of the bed closest to me dipped with his weight.