Danmachi Captured By Freya At The Beginning Novels & Stories

He then crouched down in front of me and took my face in his hands, and then said sweetly, “Don't worry Freya they don't want to kill you, trust me. However, they will come for you, they want to add you to their collection of hybrid Dams.” He paused to kiss my head then stood up, he then held his hand out for me to take, which I did. He led me back over to the desk and ushered for me to sit. He walked over to the door and opened it then turned around to look at me again and said,

It's confirmed that Freya had taken Daciana. “I think Freya must have done something to her already….” Tyler said. No. I have to get Daciana back here. I must have denied it. I must have planned on rejecting her, I still do. But there's a thing about mate bonds, you don't get to deny them when they need you.

Freya tried to fight Lucy off, but she was no match for Lucy. In the shortest of seconds, the drug took charge of Freya’s system. She became hypnotized. That was the plan. “Hi, Freya,” I scooted forward. “Hello, Vogar.” “When I snap my fingers, you drive.” “Okk, Vogar.” I whiffed, relaxing into my seat. She was my rat for my game. She would hate herself by the time she was back to her senses. Sending my eyes to the back, there they were - my men, coming in their flocks.

Four warriors were rushing towards her; they were in the back corner of the packhouse, and no one had crossed this area or found them due to the sudden attack. "Oh, look! Your devoted subjects have arrived!" Malcolm sneered. "Get the hell away from her!" As they drew their swords, the warrior growled. "How come I didn't find that even remotely threatening?" Malcolm shook his head and crossed his arms. He glanced at Freya, who stood up and nodded. The warrior charged at them, but he came to a halt and winced as he looked at Freya. She held his heart in her hand and threw it away like it was trash, and the warrior collapsed to the ground. She sailed with the wind, and in an instant, the rest o

Tightening my hand around Drax's neck, my knee connected with his crotch. He let out a loud yelp as blood trickled from his nose but I didn't care. It would never compensate for the damage he'd have done if I did not arrive on time to save Noya from his monstrous claw. Instead, I took advantage of his losing balance to throw him on the floor, pinning him there by his shoulders while he was lying down and straddling him. I felt him twitch underneath me as he gasped for breath. I raised my hand in midair to finish him off.

she was annoying, the look on her face purely evil, and an underlying evil intent, like a child who has just been gifted a clown by her affluent household. The look of new power, that I recognize, the type of look I overlooked on Lucius, perhaps I was so in love with him to notice how excited he was to use his new power as the new alpha. But ever since I entered LYTHRIA it has pledged my mind, how come I was so blinded? “I am Freyja,” The sound of wind followed by a powerful force surrounded us blowing away some crops as I watched the people from Daus try their best to chase after them, I stood forcing my eyes open. Abruptly the wind stopped.

He fired back at me, and my jaw dropped in shock. This was not the Declan that I knew. He could barely look me in the eyes in the last months, and he was now openly going against me because of a woman, a bad blood for all that matters!! I took a deep breath. Freya was indeed a bone in my throat. “Don’t get too lost, son. Come back before things get worse.” “No! Things would only get worse if your men do not leave Freya alone!” He roared. He then fixed his gaze on the general who was still groaning in pain with blood gushing down his mouth..

She was trying to do a magic, to protect herself. She opened her eyes and waved her hands towards Ethia. Instantly, a ball of fire fell on her out of nowhere. Ethia saved herself by moving away. Her eyes narrowed into slits as she glared at Ingrid. Ingrid gulped. She closed her eyes and was muttering something; Ingrid was also doing the same. All of a sudden, a fireball hit Ethia's body, catching her clothes in fire. Ethia looked at Ingrid first and yelled, "Paralyze!"

I expect that if the roles were reversed, I would be downright pissed. “If you’re up to it. Again, you don’t have to.” “I appreciate that, but I don’t mind.” I stated, the lie coming easily. I honestly couldn’t think of anything worse than having to recount my time in captivity. Without another word Damian led the way out of the room and down the stairs to the ground floor before leading me down the corridor on the left and not a room with a huge table where a group of men sat, falling silent at our entrance. “Jackson.” Damian greeting, gesturing to the man at the head of the table. “This is Freya.” He introduced.

We found notes pinned to the bodies of the fallen. We’re inside. You will never know who’s loyal. Not even your own blood. I sat alone in my chamber that night, armor off, staring at the candlelight as if it could give me answers. My ribs ached. My blade hand trembled. My mind wouldn’t stop replaying every scream, every shadow. Then came the knock. Damon entered… quiet, grim. But he wasn’t alone. Behind him… stood Freya. Alive. Bloodied. But unmistakably her.