Freedom Comic Novels & Stories

Inner Devil: ‘Freedonia, a country with plenty of perfect men! Inner Devil 2: ‘Here we come! I’m excited -’ Inner Devil: ‘Shhh! Let’s not jinx it. Freya might still pull a U-turn before we even land.’ ‘I heard that!’ Freya scolded her thoughts. ‘I’m not going to get laid in Freedonia! I am simply getting my shares!’

If Paisley couldn't decide, then I would decide for her. Timothy simply smiled and fell silent. The weather was perfect today, and I felt lighthearted and at peace. Letting someone go became a way for me to reclaim my own freedom. In the afternoon, Paisley appeared, her face clouded with worry. She had spent all day texting me, but I never opened or replied to any of her messages. Fearing I might be upset, she decided to come over instead. Without a word, I got into the car.

Tony handed me his business card and told me that I could contact him whenever I wanted if I wanted to look for a job next time. I heaved a small sigh of relief after having solved my cash flow problem for the time being. However, when flipping through some of my older designs, I suddenly felt a little taken aback. One of the designs was for a pair of wedding bands—the one that I designed for my wedding to Archer. But now, I had to wipe out this sweet memory of mine from my life forever for survival. Marley suddenly came up behind me and covered my eyes. "Guess who?" I laughed and grabbed him by his wrists. "Marley the puppy!"

"I'm fine with it either way. It's the thought that counts." "Believe me, Mais. I will make sure to make your life better." "Don't push yourself too hard. Life is pretty good right now. I don't have to have a nice house or a nice car. I just want you to be happy." … "Mr. Ford, why are you crying?" Ethan wiped away the moisture on his face. "Am I?" "Did I say something to upset you?" "No." Macy felt uneasy. "Mr. Ford, please let me know if I did anything wrong…"

Sammy quickly responds in an almost panicked tone while she's still shaking due to fear. Sammy quickly receives a response, in a monotone voice she hears from the red being... "Your friends did this to themselves. They were given a chance, but the good they have done will never outweigh the bad! They are not PURE... Your other friends are quickly approaching, and you have 60 seconds to make your decision. Only ONE will see tomorrow!"

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?

Inner Devil: ‘Freedonia, a country with plenty of perfect men! Inner Devil 2: ‘Here we come! I’m excited -’ Inner Devil: ‘Shhh! Let’s not jinx it. Freya might still pull a U-turn before we even land.’ ‘I heard that!’ Freya scolded her thoughts. ‘I’m not going to get laid in Freedonia! I am simply getting my shares!’

To not sound too bitter or make it seem like I just talked about myself but dahlia still manages to read the room. Of course she’s smart enough to realize I’ve spin the topic to myself. And she doesn’t fail to show it as she turns to look at me with a sober expression on her face. “But I think freedom is a choice you know,” She pause. “Sometimes, you can never be good enough for yourself no matter how you try. It’s up to you, to free yourself from the shackles of doing their biddings and live for yourself. Only a coward would keep being a pawn for their family even when they know it’s time to let loose.”

"That is how I was able to live." As if bewitched, In-young asked back. "What on earth is that new joy and logic you claim to have seen?" Over the feral servant's firmly shut lips, a radiant yet chilling male smile spread. "Freedom." The man's short, intense answer fell. "Liberation from the bound past, liberation from the duties and rules that shackle people, perfect liberation from the hypocritical gazes of the people of this world." "When I erased and emptied all the dignity and past within me..."

Worlds without creators. Worlds without destiny. Worlds where people simply existed. Made mistakes. Loved. Hated. Died. Returned. Changed. Forgot. Remembered. No one controlled them. No one watched them. No one told them what their lives were supposed to mean. Elara's eyes filled with tears. "So this is freedom." A voice behind her answered. "No." She turned. The older version of herself stood there. "It is what freedom becomes when nobody is watching." Elara stared at her.