Bell X Freya Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“We’re here so Freya can talk to Nathan. If he can’t see past this obsession with saving Nyx…” The unspoken part hangs heavy: She’s leaving him. I don’t blame her. Freya loves Nyx like a sister and wants her safe. But she also loves Nathan. She thought her time with him had truly begun. I nod solemnly. “I think that’s wise.” Freya’s eyes fill with tears, but Bella gives me a grateful nod. “Would you like us to go in with you?” I ask. Freya looks exhausted—hollow-cheeked, pale, sleepless. Heartbreak incarnate. I remember that face from my own mirror when Julian was still my mate.

“I agree, I have lost it, and you are the reason behind it. You want me dead because I wanted to train your daughter by making her bold. Fine!” “If you want me dead, then that means you will be dying as well!” Before I could fully grasp what was happening, Bellona rushed towards the wooden racks, reaching for a bottle of wine and hurled it towards Freya who was quick to dodge it as she fell to the ground. All of this unleashed something inside of me. The beast. Raze. Bellona growled in frustration, gnawing on her fingers before she decided to shift. “If I am going down, Freya. You are going down with me…”

It disappointed me that my brother would rather be with slut than someone like Frey, but then again, I wouldn’t want my Gamma and Best friend to be entangled with such a man whore. “Oh, why not?” Freya was persistent in wanting to know everything. “His with a woman,” I said defeated folding my arms, as she nodded her head disappointment on her face. She clenched on tight to her fork as everyone looked at her. “You okay Frey?” I mind link her and she nods her head. ‘Please excuse me,” She says, pushing back her chair as she walks away from the room. I sigh heavily, wanting to go after her. ‘Don’t. Give her time' Diego’s mind links me.

I gasped as she pushed past me into the apartment. Elena dropped her bags dramatically on my floor and spun around,her blonde hair whipping around her shoulders. "You quit the pack,slapped my brother across his stupid face,and thought I wouldn't hop on the first flight back?" She pulled me into a fierce hug. "Eight years of your life,Freya. Eight years." "Elena—" "No." She pressed her finger against my lips. "No sad faces. We're going out. You've been cooped up in here doing what? Crying? Planning world domination?"

“You can call me Draven.“ Freya's entire body went limp when he mentioned his name, and she continuously repeated it to herself. “Draven… I like the name.“ Freya flushed. “But, why then do they call you The Lord?“ “It's not important, Freya,” he said, and instantly wished he could take it back. A sudden numbness befell on Freya. “Y-you already knew my name?“ “You talk too much,” he muttered. “Can you release my hands now?“ Freya obeyed him without thinking. And then she felt his hot fingers on her breasts!

She muttered boldly and walk out of the room with an evil smile on her face and i punched the wall angrily knowing that she knows a lot about me and can decide to expose me at any slight chance she gets. "Arrrrghhhh" I screamed. FREYA'S POV **NEXT DAY** The Ray's of the sunshine rested on my face and my eyes fluttered open, I yawned exhaling. "Another day" I muttered and hurriedly left to the bathroom to have my bath, thankfully He didn't sleep at home and it was so refreshing, at least this room is not gonna be erupted with sour air, His gonna suffer for everything then if i might forgive him, we are gonna be friends and that's all.

If the other factions wanted to join, I knew it wouldn’t take too long to turn them. “What the fuck have you done to my faction, Freya?” Amelia screamed from the backdoor. I could hear her ascend, and then the air rush around her body as she flew towards me. I held my hand behind me and formed a small fireball. As she shifted from left to right in the air, I closed my eyes, and by sound, only I could follow her body as it moved. “You know what happened last time, Amelia. This time, I won't be so restrained.”

I moved closer to her and whispered “Hey Freya, do you think you will believe me if I said that to you?” I asked and she shook her head “Good! Very good that you also know that sounds very absurd and impossible” I remarked but she grabbed my hand “Remy, you have to believe this. I was also in denial at first but it was not a dream, she did come here” she insisted “Then show me anything that can make me believe and not some words that could be made up” I almost shouted, I was getting impatient

I squeaked nervously, walking up to her. She didn’t even look up, “Run's started, dear, no more drinks.” “No,” laughing, I scratched the back of my neck, “I’m looking for Rosetta.” “What about her, kid?” Finally, she looked up, finishing wiping the bar and placing both hands on her hips. My words were failing me now. I didn’t exactly know how to put it. I guess starting from the beginning was the best, “I’m Freya, my father was her cousin Sirus Wallace.”

“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.”