Danmachi Freya Novels & Stories

She sighed in defeat, but she held her expression to be brave. “Why don’t you just kill me, Drake, rather than torturing me?” She questioned bravely. “You don’t need me, right?” She trailed off. “—because if you need me, you won’t fucking torture me nor hurt your breeder,” coldly, she added. Drake is still in his position then. After that, he pushes her away, which leads her to fall to the floor. “Clean this mess. I don’t want to see your face,” he coldly mumbled before walking out of the room.

Something shifted in Freya’s expression. She stepped forward slowly, eyes narrowing at Amelia. “Say that again.” “I’m just saying—” “No.” Her tone darkened like thunder. “Say it again.” Amelia paled. Freya leaned close, her voice like venom. “If you ever suggest again that I turn on this pack or the man who risked everything for me, I will make sure you regret crawling out of the cell to speak.” Amelia froze, her lips trembling. Freya was totally different now.

I stopped at my heels as I felt the world pause and I saw Faryah's car door open up. She had a bright smile on her face, her flawless white perfect teeth made everything in the atmosphere glow. Her eyes were brighter than the shining sun and there she was, looking beautiful in the atamfa all ladies were to wear. My future wife looked so beautiful. So very beautiful. " KHALIFAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!" I heard two screams that almost destroyed my eardrums say. " Lafiya?( is everything alright?)we've been talking to you and just stood there, star struck" Ruqayyah said as I watched her roll her eyes. " Keh I don't blame him, look how the atamfa fits Faryah" Aneesah added as we all looked at her. She was

This was genuinely my first time seeing someone happy to be here, or maybe she had just come to terms with her present situation. I gave her a crooked smile and started cutting the vegetables in front of me. “What’s your name?” I asked, trying to start a conversation. I didn't really have any friends here and since I was probably going to die here, it wouldn't hurt to make one. “Amara.” It suited her. “I’m Freya.” Amara leaned her hip lightly against the counter as she worked beside me. “Been here long?” “A little while.” Would she understand if I told her long enough to know my way around but not long enough to understand exactly what was happening.

I question instead. Her lashes do the sweeping cheek thing, which makes my cock stir. "Mostly they don't," she answered, "but they will enjoy some wine now and then. Marcus changed Amy to vampire and she discovered that she loves to cook. She began preparing meals for the clan when her chef found his mate and he cut back on how much he works. Amy's a great lady and really the only mother I've ever known. Talya, the she-cat my father mated, is more of a sister to me." Sierra lays her fork on her plate and laces her fingers with her elbows resting on the table. "Talya doesn't enjoy cooking, so I did a lot of it when I grew older. I love to cook, but I don't want to step on any she-bear toes wh

One in front of the other. “What’s your name?” the man asked, his deep voice startling me in the otherwise quiet woods and my head snapped up so quickly that a wave of dizziness took over me for a moment. “Freya.” I uttered eventually and he smiled. “Pretty name. Freya I’m Damian.” He stated and the second his name left his lips I felt all hope come crashing down around me.

“I'm sorry, Asher. Don't worry, I'll leave the key with Damian.” “Ethan!!!!” ********************** Freya came to a halt in front of the door, panting. The news of Damian awake just got to her and she'd abandoned all she was doing and ran all the way to his room. She rearranged her dress, patted her hair to place before she walked in. Damian was facing the window and backing the door. He turned at the sound of the door and froze at her entrance. For a moment they both felt aware of their inner beings yearning.

Tyler asked sarcastically, not able to keep his own mouth shut. "Tyler, shut up! She's not his mate!" Damian's loud, irritated voice could be heard over the laughing. "Yeah, she's not my mate!" Aiden said loudly, thinking he had one-upped Tyler by agreeing with Damian. "Boy, you could only dream of being lucky enough to get her as your mate! Now shut your trap and go sit down!" Damian yelled back. Poor Freya's typically ivory skin was now fifty shades of red. Her wavy jet black hair and black eyes made her face look even more red.

Albeit, someone was having a problem in regards to his position. Freya even stopped by to them and asked if there was some way that she could help. When she opened the door, she was immediately tackled by Excami who was excited to see her. “Freya! It’s been so long since we saw each other!” Excami said with pure glee as she embraced the 3rd year student. She laughed and then replied, “Excami, we just saw each other this morning. It’s not that long.” but Excami thought otherwise. She has really been attached to the older female so much that she might consider her to be her real sibling than Damian, although Damian doesn’t mind it. He is aware that his sister has always loved love and attentio

He tells us. “Ok then, now Dylan I have to tell you, this will be less painful for you if you just let me in.” Freya tells him. “What will?” He asks her. “This.” She says and then she puts both her hands on his head and starts chanting a few seconds later Dylan's breathing gets loud and he let's out a scream. “Ahhhhhhhhh!”