Cece Frey Wikipedia Novels & Stories

“The day after they went, I found out the cops caught them, they tried running, and were shot on the spot.” Their images were etched on the back of my mind, too. Freddie’s dark hair, long and barely neat, covered half of his face anytime he let it down, so he tied it up with a band he picked off the floor. His hazel eyes were always sparkling with curiosity about how something was built, and most times, he would talk about how he would live when he finally became a CEO—how he loved suits. Funny Freddie was what I called him. “FF. That’s what I will call my company. Thank you, Aleron.” His boyish voice resounded in my head.

He fell into the ground with a thud and Freya laughed, the fire around her died down and she stood tall looking straight at him. "I will enjoy torturing you Lain navier edevane until you take your fucking last breath" she muttered bitterly. Axel collapsed into the dirt panting heavily. I couldn’t tell if he was actually hurt or if he just felt like it. Freya’s power wasn’t exactly meant for healing injuries. It was more for intimidation and torment. And that was what Freya intended to do. She would torture me and force me to live every moment as a living nightmare. Axel sighed, his hands reached up to rub at his red cheek where Freya had burned it.

“Trevor told me there are no dungeons. I don't want to imagine things. Both of you should leave my head.” “There are no dungeons.” Freye said with that calm frail voice that Maria once heard in the dungeon. “And there is no Freye either. I'm just a vision that's using the body of someone else.” Maria's breathing quickened and she glanced at the wolf, and back at Freye. Freye paced around the room slowly, continuing with what she was saying. “I'm not the real Freye, I'm just a vision. I know you have many questions after seeing me in that dungeon, but none of it was real, it was a vision.”

Freya hold her head with both Hands "You are kidding me Right No Not him" Freya yelled inside Tbc

Freya replied with a smirk, “Work up a sweat, tire myself out so I can sleep like the dead afterwards.” “I’ve never beaten anyone up—droids included—in my life,” I said with a giggle. I could totally imagine Freya kicking droid ass despite her being eight inches shorter than me. It just goes with her image and personality. “Instead, I buy stuff.” “Typical rich girl,” she snorted. “Oh, I beg to differ,” I said, allowing myself a smug smile. “Typical rich girls can’t hold a candle to me.”

I still don’t understand the distinction but Ezra said it’s like a vet and a neurosurgeon. Apparently, I’m Freya’s first patient since this Academic year started. She apologized profusely for her absence during my injury and gave me a report of my recovery. She will let me go in time for the arrival of the betas meaning I’ll miss another week of classes. I’m not complaining because Ezra said we can use the time to integrate properly. Freya is a 5’6 ball of energy. I’m visibly stunned as she zooms around the infirmary leaving streaks of golden light from her curly, long and extremely full pale gold hair. By the time she retires for the night, I am drained.

When I saw Frey acting harshly toward Cassandra, I couldn’t hold myself back and stepped between them. “Let her go.” Frey—this man, was always annoying. He often pressured Cassandra, his own child, and always told her to ask me for money. Everything he wanted was for himself. He grabbed her hand roughly. “You know it. That shameless woman is still alive, and she’s ruined my life.” The smell of alcohol was strong on him. Even though his life had fallen from what it once was, he never learned and instead blamed others. “She is Cassandra, I’m sure of it! Now you have to give me money!”

Her mother yelled, pointing her middle finger at her. Love you mom."Freya scream, raising her phone up. Now mommy, fucker CEO you guys can begin.!!! ---- ~PRESENT~ Freya eyes stood long like she couldn't explain it. Yeah and right now her mother with the officer are already gone from the company. She rubbed her eyes, before sitting down. She's Freya for a reason, not even Avery, Anthony nor Lydia and Cole can play her game perfectly. After she successfully take down Avery with the company, she will start chasing over Anthony even if it means she killed Lydia.

"Right." Him. Father nagged my ears non-stop about Denis of Darus, the one who cured a mental rogue and bought their trust, the one who now stood on par with my pack. "Charlie seems to have found a catch for her father." Freya said. "What does that mean?" I turned to her. She dropped her wine glass and stared into my eyes. "I can take him from her without stress. I always do it." Freya said it boldly, curving her lips in that I know more than you can think way.

I make an excuse although it's not entirely untrue. "I don't think so." He muses briefly, "And by the way, you shouldn't be hiding such interesting things from me." "Interesting things?" I cross the table and go to him. He curls up his lips into a smile and I feel alarmed. I've understood he only shows me his smile when it's something bad for me; kind of danger alert. "I talked with Mason today in the morning and I found out Freya is now a CFO of the Howard Constructions." He says blissfully.