Danmachi Freya Novels & Stories

He questions, forgetting his own order which is not to address him anything other than his name. "I'm okay, Damon. It was nothing." "If you say so.. —However, if you need a helping hand or a listening ear, we are here, S- Yeojoon ah." "I know. I'm grateful for that It's nothing, really." Freya, who glanced at the mirror, looked quite alarmed, too. Nonetheless, she continued to focus on the road ahead. Turning the headlights on since the road lights are starting to become fewer and fewer as they come near home. Damon sighs and shakes his head. His liege has been hardheaded so getting any information out of his is like searching for a needle in a stack of hay.

Madchen fidgeted nervously in her new dress. Drago had certainly thought of everything,she thought to herself. Standing in front of the full length mirror,she watched as the attendants he hired fussed with her satiny coral cocktail dress. Her Fiery hair cascaded down her shoulders in spiraling curls,and her fingernails and toes were painted a matching coral as well.

I had branch in Kumasi, and another in Cape Coast, and we shipped to other countries as well. Business was really booming. “If it isn't Cindy Mensah.” A beautiful woman called out snapping me out of my reverie. I smiled uncertainly. “May I know who you are?” She smiled back, a perfect toothpaste commercial smile that showed her perfect teeth. “My name is Amelia Sanders, I'm a representative of Donatella Maruchi. How would you like to be featured in our African Pride week Festival?” I grinned, shaking my head in disbelief. “I'm dreaming, aren't I?”

" While I'm interested in hearing what you have to say about helping the ranch, I really can't stay here and listen to you talk the way you are." I guess he's finally gotten some guts. Makes this much more fun. I stood as well and extended my card to him. " I'm Freya Hamfeild," I said, as he took the card from me. " Now, we can talk business, can we?" I knew exactly what I did. I kept every emotion off my face as he looked from the card in his hands to me, and back again. " Anything wrong?" I asked, even though I knew pretty well what was wrong.

The pale ghostly glow around her was getting brighter as if their pain was truly giving her more power. “I know, but I have now made it my business.” She replied. “I ask again, who is Adrian to you?” Freya’s mind spun as she tried to find a way around this sick game and she came out empty handed. For now she needed to play along until an opportunity provided itself. “Who is Adrian to you?” She asked again, her voice rising. “My lover.” Freya replied. “Lie.”

"Take care of her for me." "On my life." He swore as I turned and headed straight for the elevator. I could hear Freya trying to follow after me, but Darcia and the others caught her before she could move. Freya was a strong woman, a powerful witch, but she was also the future Luna and Cameron's mate. I couldn't risk anything when it came to Freya. Calming my mind, I reached for the perimeter guards via my mind link and got the exact location of the intrusion.

Upon hearing it, the door opened, revealing a maid who looked down at her feet “Jasmine, our Alpha is in need of a distraction, and I believe that you can fulfill that before he gets ready to leave” “Yes, beta” she said, and Mattia nodded. He took a step back and grabbed the woman’s arm, causing her to flinch momentarily as he glared at her “one mistake and I will be sure that you pay for it” “I give you my word, I will be doing more than my best” she said, and Mattia nodded before taking a step back, watching as she approached me. He closed the door just as the woman got down on her knees in front of me, unzipping my pants, not waiting for me to tell her what to do. Jasmine was one of our m

I started moving toward her when the door swung open and Derek Thompson walked in laughing. “Who invited this lunatic?” I barked to my beta through the mind-link. I want him out of here immediately!” My beta was about to speak when I saw his eyes move across the room and landed on Freya. Freya noticed someone staring at her, she looked up and her whole face changed. “Derek! Oh my God. It's you!” What's going on here? She was on her feet before she finished saying his name. “Freya Ashveil. I absolutely cannot believe it.”

I didn't pull away; I stayed right there, drinking her in until the last of the tremors left her legs. I finally sat up, moving to hover over her. We were both drenched in sweat, despite the AC. Freya was limp, her eyes glazed over as she tried to catch her breath. I reached down and gave her pussy a sharp, echoing slap. She let out a shaky breath, a dark, twisted smile touching her swollen lips as she looked at me. "I really wish Mark could witness this," she whispered. “Really” I said

Chapter 92 Freya “Look, Tamara right?” I asked and she folded her arms firmly over her chest, “let’s not play this game. You’re way too pretty to pick at me because of a man..” Her lips curved up into a very weird smile. One that sent shivers down my spine. “What makes you think I’m interested in fighting you over a man?” Her tone dripped with pure contempt and irritation. “I’m only trying to look out for you because you seem rather….” Her eyes scanned my body for a moment and I shuddered, “…what’s the word? Frail.”