Free The Oppressed Novels & Stories

As we emerged into daylight, I saw the scope of what we'd accomplished. The facility was destroyed. Smoking ruins where a center of torture and experimentation had stood. And streaming out of it were dozens of supernatural beings who'd been prisoners hours ago. Serena stood at the perimeter with more allies. When she saw me, something like relief crossed her face. "You did it," she said. "You actually freed them all." "We did it. All of us together." I looked at the freed prisoners, at Owen's pack, at Aurora and the other servants who'd risked everything. "This is what happens when people choose to fight instead of accept tyranny."

Caesar looked into Lola's eyes, "I will mark you permanently, Lola, I am your Alpha." "I promise to take care of you." "To give you... and your people, the freedom you desire." Lola only heard this much, she was too tired, her eyes blackened, like a passenger plunging into the sea, falling straight into a deep, pitch-black dream. -- What is the freedom that the Asti people long for? -- Freedom to read, freedom to move, freedom of speech, freedom to work... self-determination, self-consciousness, responsibility for oneself. Lola covered her head.

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

"What kind of things?" "The rebellion isn't just about harsh governance. It's about systematic oppression that goes far beyond normal pack discipline. Your father has been using imprisonment, torture, and execution to eliminate anyone who might challenge his authority—not just traitors and criminals, but teachers, healers, artists, anyone who might inspire people to imagine a different way of living." Ferdinand felt sick. "How many people?"

The fire still burned in Freya’s veins when she rose to her feet, though her body trembled beneath the weight of what she was about to demand. Her voice, however, did not falter. “Ragnar,” she said, steady, each syllable laced with the centuries of suffering that echoed through her bloodline, “if you want me to stay, if you want me to fight at your side, then you must give me this. My people must be free. Every omega in this kingdom, every one of them. No more collars. No more chains. No more being treated as slaves or pets. If any alpha dares to strip them of their freedom, he will face punishment as severe as if he had defied the crown itself.”

“What shall we do, Your Excellency?” “Counterattack, of course.” “But our old counterattack will not affect her much.” Elijah denied the notion. “Well… if we use the old tactic.” The tactic they were spoken about was the tactic that involved invading Country B, all out. Setting a few traps here and there or whatever. But it wouldn’t work anymore as the reports were in his hands. However, the lyrics told him otherwise. The lyrics were about the rise of the experimented subject that was being oppressed under the lord called Boss, but eventually rose and overthrew Boss and all the old systems and replaced them with theirs.

Not to mention that even if my life was spared, what about Marcus and the others? “Crimes?” Marcus asked, this time with a sarcastic smile. “Oh, you mean my little speech the other day? Hardly a crime, wouldn’t you say?” “You spoke against the king!” “I will always speak out for the rights of any free man,” Marcus answered as they stood face to face. My heart sank. The rights of any free man? They were fighting for their freedom? I suddenly started to shiver. Back home, we too were prisoners of our own homes and land. Sold, because someone else had the power to do so. And I suddenly found myself wishing that someone would speak up for us. For my people…

He pauses for a bit before continues saying: Issei - I have also experienced the same thing as you two, I have sacrificed everything for the ones I once loved. But in the end, they betrayed me, at first I also feel devastated and just want to end it all by letting myself die from the cold hard truth. But my trusted partner pull me back from the despair I felt and made me realize the word called "Freedom". Freedom to not act for anyone else, freedom to choose the path that lies before me, freedom to finally act for myself, not just for others. And I find it funny how just that one word can bring me so much joy, "Freedom cannot be bestowed - it must be achieved." that sayings are quite true...

The oppressors had underestimated our strength and resolve. Room by room, street by street, we carved a path of liberation through the heart of Crescida. Our battle cries echoed through the city, reaching the ears of the enslaved and striking fear into the hearts of our captors. We fought not only for ourselves but for the countless others suffering under the yoke of oppression.

I slowly sit down on my seat, that is by the window and look out it This is it, after this day I leave behind everything and begin my new life. A new life that would provide my child safety and happiness, this is the end of all the sorrows and tortures. I smile as the train starts and my journey to freedom begins.