Danmachi Freya Novelas e Histórias

“Then perhaps neither were you.” The door burst open behind him, Kandrix, Louis, and Jasper charging in. But Freya didn’t flinch. Damon spun, reaching for the dagger at his side, too slow. She struck him down with one clean slash across the arm, knocking the weapon away. “You won’t touch them,” she breathed, eyes blazing. “Not now. Not ever.” He dropped to his knees, gasping, clutching his bleeding arm. Jasper pulled him up. “To the dungeons. No mercy.”

“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.

I cannot let my baby die. Just as Kael took a slow, heavy step forward to surrender to Victoria’s demands, a dark shadow moved at the side of the room. Captain Freya, the head of Kael’s elite palace guards, stepped silently out from behind the velvet window curtains. She was a tall, fierce female warrior with sharp gray eyes and a deep scar running down her left cheek. She kept her leather boots light on the floorboards, her hand resting flat on the hilt of her silver sword. Freya did not look at Victoria. Instead, she locked her fierce gray eyes straight onto Kael.

A dream that I would rather die in than wake up to the cruel world I had been introduced to. I repeated my outfit and went downstairs to meet with Racheal. “I didn’t quite get your name,” My head spun to her of their own accord and stared at her questionably. She shrugged her shoulders, “I don’t want to have to crack my head up cooking up on how I should address you,” she said plainly. Sly indeed. Since I wanted to play the fool’s game with her. I smiled and muttered, “I’m Freya.” “That’s a lovely name. I like it.” I held back the urge to bite. As if she didn’t like it I would cry to Artemis. Her thoughts were not viable to me.

Kali screeched as she ascended. I turned to face her, and she fanned out her huge jet-black wings. She then jumped up onto the railing, so that she was squatting on it like a damn gargoyle, she then held onto it with one hand and leapt off of it. Her wings fanned out further, as they guided her gracefully to the floor. I could hear her heels tap angrily against the tiled floor as she stomped towards me. “I may not be a Phoenix like you, but I have been a hunter and a hybrid since before you could talk, you are no match for me Freya!” She said in a rough tone as she approached me.

“What do you think I am?” She heaved a big sigh. “The assassin!” She laughed and fell back. “Flarry must have told you a lot about me.” Arya nodded. “He says you're one he can barely defeat no matter what, but will surely defeat if he's consistent.” Freya shook her head. “He lied! I will chop off his head if he's consistent in attacking me. I am merciless!!!” “Fine! Be merciless to me, but please, keep me alive.” Arya pleaded.

Though all the portals to the dark realms had been sealed shut Kimora may have returned or not have left in the first place… "Lucky for us, that was over twenty years ago if I'm not mistaken. The last account of Kimora may have been a mistake if you ask me" Jade tosses a ball and catches it mid air, heaves a huge sigh and confessed; "You've said this story like a million times and no matter how many times I hear it, it is still thrilling to hear it once again". "Jade, all is not what it seems and that's why you are trained to control positive energy and not dark matter in case it returns we will be prepared" said Hentai.

"Get her out of my sight. She means nothing to me. The pain was unbearable. My hand squeezed against my chest, my knees threatening to betray me, but I held onto Jenny. We held each other's gaze for a while, and then Brayden tilted his head with indifference, almost like he was daring me to challenge him. "I, Freya of the East End pack, accept your..." My stomach lurched as blood slurped from my lips. Faint whimper from my wolf howling inside me. Brayden was unmoved, his jaw hardened with his hands inside his pockets.

"Say it!" "Let me cum!" She finally blurts and that's all I needed to hear before letting her get what she demanded. Pulling my finger out I slipped it into my mouth, my stare not leaving hers for a second. "I don't mind you wearing my clothes Lyra. What's mine is yours, you're free to use anything in this room" Her cheeks heat up, ducking her head down with her forehead lightly brushing my chest. I chuckled, reaching out to grab a hold of her chin before lifting it.

The Black Ice bolt hissed through the air, aimed straight for her throat. Freya didn't dodge. She reached out and caught the bolt in mid-air. The wood and iron ignited instantly, turning to ash in her grip before the cold of the Black Ice could even touch her skin. And then... She lunged. She was a blur of white and gold. She was at Darius’s side before he could reload. Her hand slammed into his chest, not a punch, but a release of pure thermal energy. Darius didn't even have time to scream as he was propelled backward, his armor melting into his skin, crashing through the heavy oak doors of the barracks.