Freedom Comic Novels & Stories

Whenever the thought crossed my mind, Derrick's face would involuntarily surface, making me sick to my stomach. Though I had moved and started my shop alone, I had the enthusiastic locals who had helped me with each step along the way to thank. I took a deep breath. This was the smell of freedom. My past self must have been out of her mind. Just as I finished getting everything ready, Crystal called. "Derrick is such a pain! He refuses to sign the papers, no matter what. I've spent an entire month trying to make him give in. But he simply won't listen to reason, and his words are plain vile! How did you put up with him for so many years?"

“What's your perfect life look like?” Freddie took a deep breath and looked around the room. “A lot like this, actually.” “An old cabin with leaky kayaks?” I teased. “No, freedom. The freedom to come and go as I please. To eat what I want. To do what I want. To wake up and wear what I want.” He sighed. “Everyone thinks I love the spotlight, and I do. I do like the attention. But I don't crave it like they all think. I'd give it up for quiet like this.”

A noise of panic and fright tore from my lips as I turned to run towards the next riddle, Creed behind me—breathless, bewildered, yet so fucking near. I swallowed, taking a step forward before I could think twice. "It's being able to breathe without feeling you owe someone every breath. It's being yourself without… fear, freedom is like a water fall, and you won't ever experience it if you don't get rid of the things that hold you back." I say trying to fill in the silence The moment suspended—something genuine and stripped bare between us. I tried my best to not look in his direction, but I couldn't fight it I turned

“You wanna know what we call it?” I didn’t respond. More like I couldn’t. What they injected to me didn’t just calm me down. It wouldn’t even make me move. I could barely open my mouth nor speak. It shut Jia down. ”We call it The Freedom. You know why?” He walked in front of me. I watched as his eyes sparkled. Thinking of the things that are in their plans to be made. ”It will allow us to be free from the injustices of this kingdom. To be free to do what we want without having to follow or bow down to anyone. We are going to be much stronger, quicker and powerful than that puny boy king of Vamos.”

She asked me how I always seemed so steady, as if absolutely nothing in the world could break me. I looked out at the water for a long moment before saying, "Once you've been through something that really hurts, most things just stop feeling like such a big deal." She didn't quite catch what I meant, simply smiling and praising me for having such a clear perspective on life. But I knew it wasn't about being enlightened. It was just that I'd learned the hard way that loving someone else simply wasn't worth it. Putting oneself first was the only thing that worked. So, I started spending money on myself again.

I was furious but stuck in a silent torment. I watched them act all lovey-dovey until I was given a second life. And this time, I finally understood—there was nothing more important than becoming the best version of myself and repaying the country.

“Yes, I know freedom without power in poverty, and I don’t care. My freedom is worth ten times more than power, more than fear, more than anything you could ever offer me. Once there is freedom everything is possible” Xavier didn’t speak again. I guessed he was calculating his next move. The room felt hotter than a desert. It had become a war of fire and flesh, of wills and hearts. And I… was not backing down from my decision.

“You gave him the dignity to choose his ending. Most would have ended his life without a second thought. That is the strength that comes from staying soft despite hardship. Something only, you could have done. Well done, liberty. You are free” The words you are free danced around in my head. I could have a life and so could my people. I really had done it. FUTURE I fall down, unable to move I am laughing so hard. I was filled with so much joy. “It’s not funny beautiful. I could have died” Justen states laughing along with me. He was soaked. “I don’t know why you thought you could swing across the river” I say laughing.

With Nate by my side, I knew that we would face the challenges ahead, hand in hand. In that passionate exchange, I understood that being free wasn't about escaping responsibilities, but about finding the courage to redefine them on my terms. With Nate, I would embark on a journey of self-discovery and love, embracing the complexities of being a Luna while forging my path to freedom. Together, we would create a world where love and liberation intertwined, and where I could be both the Luna and the free spirit that resided within me.

To a young maid? “Never let someone say you’re anything less of a person. No matter the ranks, you’re still a human being and deserve to be treated like one. If you ever decide you need someone to joke with just knock on this door.” Her eyes lit up at my words and a small grin crossed her light pink lips. “I can’t tell you how long I’ll be here, but while I am, just know I’ll be willing to listen to you.” Her freckled face crinkled up with a big smile, and she nodded up towards me.