Dreaming Freedom Characters Novels & Stories

Mochi said, then added, “Hopefully before you stab him.” Emilia chuckled softly. “No promises.” They lay back on the cool grass, watching the sky. Freedom had come quietly, not with explosions or screams, but with careful steps in the dark. And though Emilia didn’t know where the road would take her, she had escaped the prison meant to break her. Now… she could decide who she wanted to be.

“I won’t have to. I’ll save her before it comes to that.” “She might not want to be saved.” I walked away. --- Freya was sitting alone again, away from the fire. Her face was turned to the stars. I sat beside her. “I can hear him now,” she said softly. “Clearer than ever. He tells me things. Shows me what the world could be like… if we let him win.” “What does he show you?” I asked. “A world with no fear. No packs. No rules. Just power.” I stayed quiet.

As the only child born after Mom and Dad's remarriage, everyone says that I'm the most obedient and well-behaved one. I'm also the best role model for my older half-brother, Matt Hammond, and my older half-sister, Carrie Hammond. Matt is a troublemaker who loves getting into trouble. He once stole Mom's diamond necklace and sold it to buy skins for his online games. But as Mom is his stepmother, she finds disciplining him hard and therefore only lashes out at me when she catches me eating tortilla chips and gives me a good beating. "Were you the one who bought these chips? How dare you eat them without asking permission first? That's stealing! You're behaving like a thief!" Meanwhile, C

"Kaila, can you please give me a little time to explain why I care so much for you? I have been telling you that I care for you, but you are always changing our topic and won't even let me talk and listen." "Alicia... there is nothing else more important for you, and there are no other things more important to me. What is most important to us is our freedom, and have you forgotten that what we are doing this for our freedom? That we are fighting for freedom? Because some people gave us curses, as their minds were our prisons and their eyes were our cage," I said while my tears were falling to the ground because of the feelings that I could not explain.

I'd sold the house, and now, with my mother healthy again, we were heading overseas to start anew. Leaving wasn't an escape—it was the beginning of my freedom.

"I used to watch other kids get picked up after school and think that looked like the best thing in the world." Grey's expression softened. "I see." I shrugged. "I got used to not having it. What about you? What did you dream about?" He was quiet for a moment, looking out at the bay where the water was going dark and the first lights were beginning to appear on the far shore. "Freedom," he said finally. "I dreamed about being able to make my own choices. Do what I wanted instead of what was expected. Wake up and decide the day instead of having it decided for me."

Liberty POV Why do they keep calling us little one, it’s infuriating. Justice growls. It’s nice having someone to talk to. Justice is fierce, she tells me I’m strong, like her. She wants us to be free. Not kind of free I dream of, the kind that has the earth beneath our feet, nobody chasing us, living our life, far far away from here. Without justice I would never have gotten away from that place.

It was a message from Alex. [The wind looks great tomorrow. Do you want to go skydiving? Let's jump from the peak and into the sunrise.] I looked at the screen and smiled. The Alpha King of the northern territory had just freed me from all rules, and the wind of the southern territory was about to carry me into the sky.

FRIEDA’S POV I looked at the piece of paper in my hand. It may lie the answers to my freedom. FREEDOM. I’ve dreamt of it, but that’s all it’s ever been. Nothing but a mere dream. Or it could also sink me deeper into the bottom of the ocean. I should run away. Garrett warned me. If I wait too long, then there may not be a me to save anymore. But I’m so scared. So terrified. Anytime I think of Michael, the look on his face, his scary voice, his monster masculine physique…

Maximus shouted. Maximus had no sympathy for Klyde. He was tired of believing in things that messed up his life. "When because believing of that book, it just ruined my life and my siblings! I believed in the immortality I thought I would achieve when I did the mission!" Maximus shouted. "Because you don't understand! You haven't done all the missions yet! Now that you've stopped it, you will never get what you wanted, but Freeda will be able to fix everything because she is a witch, once she finds out what she is. She is the one who will end the story, "Klyde said. "What if Freeda is an evil witch?! What if she doesn't help us?!" Max asked. Klyde couldn't speak. When Freeda turns out to be