Best Freida Mcfadden Books Novels & Stories

She could continue to be a liar and a deceiver, or she could be a mother, a wife, and a woman who was finally, truly free. "So," Freida said, a playful smile on her face. "You've fallen in love with a mafia kingpin now, haven't you? After all this time. You've fallen for the bad boy. I knew it. I knew it all along. I just had to wait for you to come to your senses." Claudine just laughed. "I guess so," she said, a new, joyful sound filling the room. "I guess so. He's not so bad. He's just... a little controlling. And a little obsessive. But he's not so bad."

But why would Sarah slip inflammatory drugs into my water when she knew my body couldn't hold it? “Despite being the daughter of a beta, that bitch doesn't have any friends. She must be so pained that an omega got everything she could ever dream of. You're prettier and gentler than what the rumors say.” The receptionist giggled, taking out her phone to take a picture. Only then did Freya realize her little monologue, which she thought was done in her head, was actually voiced out. The horror that Mendoza was also guilty of the charges she labeled against her made Freya cringe. Sarah had talked down on Mendoza so much that Freya blinded herself into thinking there was no good left in Mendoza,

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

Fredrick's POV After blackmailing my sister, threatening to tell everyone about her ordeal with her boyfriend in her closet, she gave me more information about Muna. I already had her number, now I knew where she lived, where she worked, when she leaves the house and when she returns. She was mostly always busy. When she wasn't working, she was busy marketing her books. Finding out she was a writer excited me. Maybe because writing might open up a window for me to see how her mind works. Then I ordered everything she had ever written. It would take a few more days before I get them.

Mafia’s Maid Ashley froze on his lap as soon as she heard his demand. She was watching him without blinking her eyes as she didn’t believe the task he ordered her to do. Master Jeremy was holding a sinister smirk over his face watching her shocked expressions keenly. When she didn’t move even a bit after a few moments he bent down and sucked her nipple which was pulled out by him to wake her up from her trance.

“This shouldn't have happened. It was a huge mistake. What the fuck have I done?” Mason tried to touch my face, but I smacked his hand away, ran out of the toilets and back towards the bus. As I ran away from him, I heard him call out, “Freya please. You're my Fianna, I love you.” To Be Continued… This story continues in book two, Abandoned By An Alpha. Thank you for reading, and I hope you like the series so far xoxo

Her eyes were brimming with envy, though it was buried under layers of bitterness and defiance. Just then, Jacob came back from the market with grocery bags in hand. When he saw me, he couldn't help but stare. "Alicia, you're back... Want to come in for dinner?" Before I could answer, Wendy snapped. "Jacob! Since when do you invite strangers into our house without my permission?" I didn't bother stooping to her level. "No, thank you. I've got things to take care of," I said. I honestly didn't know where Wendy got her sense of superiority from anymore. Elizabeth had already filled me in. Not long after I left, both Wendy and Jacob were fired for misconduct and poor behavior.

We were worse than broke; we were owned. I was twenty-three now. I spent my days scrubbing the same tiles I scrubbed as a child. My mother, Rosa, was even more angry than before. "Stop looking at those books, Valeria!" she screamed at me one night. I was sitting on the floor of our laundry room, trying to read a law textbook I had found in the trash behind the village library. "Books do not put bread on the table. You are a maid. Your mother is a maid. Your grandmother was a maid. That is all you will ever be!"

Her small face looked so innocent under the lights, like sunlight shimmering on water. “I was distracted during work the whole day because of your cliffhanger,” Catherine said gloomily. “Me too.” Freya tsked while looking at Charity. “Lizzie, you’re too much. You earned big money quietly while keeping it from us. Do you have countless false identities? Are those rumored hackers, skilled doctors, music geniuses, and scientists all you? Charity was at a loss for words. Catherine was speechless. “Freya, what exaggerated books have you been reading lately?”

The next morning I woke up, and the room was ice cold, I remembered Mitch giving me a ride home and my mother trying to hear me out as I drank with her while all I felt was sadness over how again she let me down. I remembered I was free for the first time in years, I had all the freedom I could want right now, all the freedom I never thought I'd ever had again since I was locked up in juvie. I came downstairs and my mother was watching a crime documentary, she loved to watch those and so did I.