Freedom Eren Novels & Stories

I felt no sadness—instead, there was an indescribable sense of liberation. In my previous life, Vivian and I were adopted by the Holt family after our parents died in the line of duty. Vivian had a silver tongue and knew exactly how to charm people, winning over Sebastian's parents so completely that they treated her better than their own daughter. Sebastian's mother, Penelope Kane, even harbored early hopes of having Vivian marry Sebastian. However, with just one simple statement from Vivian: "I don't want to compete with my sister," she managed to make Sebastian willingly choose me instead.

"No wonder he's an orphan. Anyone would get tired of that personality." My body locked up. I swallowed the ache in my chest and slowly turned to Yvonne. Her face was ice-cold. She didn't care at all. Looking me straight in the eye, she said, "If you walk out that door, don't come back." Even now, her first move was a threat. I couldn't tell if I felt relieved or liberated. A laugh slipped out. Then I walked out.

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.

She was the youngest one, and a pure elf, so she did not look more than forty years old despite being twenty years older than that. Their mystical faces and allure were considered manipulative, and they were known to be cold blooded and of treacherous nature, but Freena had always been a kind woman to Erriene. “You’ll be hurt, Erriene,” Freena said calmly. “You’ll harm yourself, and it might not even work.” “I know it is unusual, but please, at least try.” The elders murmured between themselves, but it was hard to deny Erriene. The prince had constantly sacrificed himself to give them a home in the past, defying his father and the entire Kingdom’s Council.

"What about Erin? They said they she was under Rame's influence before. Can we trust her now?" Layla spoke up, her words carrying a note of empathy. "Erin has chosen to stand with us. She broke free from Rame's control, and we believe in her sincerity. We'll support her as she tries to make amends for her past actions. Forgiveness is a difficult thing for everyone involved, and I need us all to recognize that she is not the enemy right now, okay? Erin was used."

he asked, wiping his face again. “Yes,” I said, brushing his hair back gently, “but we need to be quiet and fast.” I stepped toward the dungeon door and placed my hand on it. The wood vibrated under my palm because my power reacted without me forcing it. It felt like it had been waiting for this moment. I spoke through the mindlink again. Kael, listen to me. His voice came fast. I’m listening. Eren is free. I’m free. My powers are fully awake and I can heal. We’re getting out and I’m coming to you.

And through it all, Erin had remained a constant presence in her thoughts, a beacon of resilience and unwavering friendship. But for Erin, the path to freedom had been fraught with unimaginable obstacles. Her captor had been relentless in his cruelty, leaving her isolated and devoid of hope. She had endured physical and emotional torment, her spirit seemingly on the verge of breaking. It was only through a fortuitous turn of events, a chance encounter with a kind stranger who saw her pain, that Erin had finally managed to escape her captor's clutches.

Or, maybe if not domination, then certainly leaving it in chaotic disarray. “I’m just looking to burn the Empire,” said Freya. “Not remake the galaxy, or whatever. They took the best thing from my life - the only person that truly mattered. So I’m gonna take their precious goddamned Empire away from them.” “Me too!” said Eris. She let loose her excitement, a stark contrast to her previous highly controlled and quiet demeanor. It was an almost explosive change.

Once she's out there, there will be no turning back as she will be back with a vengeance. As she think back seven months ago, as soon as they settled in Don Emilio's mansion she thought that freedom was just a few days away but when she woke up in the morning she realized that she is already a prisoner just like in the Montenegro's mansion. There was a reason why Erika is with her in the room. Erika was watching her. should she thought of escaping in the middle of the night. the following day she asked permission to call Giah but she was denied.

Frema kept her mouth shut on their way there, gathering her breath and strength for the assault she planned to unleash on him. "Now, explain. What was that madness all about?" Were the first words that left Eron's lips as he shut the door of his office behind him with a bang. Her lips trembled as she bunched her palms in a fist. He looked down at the poorly made fists, holding back a laugh at how feisty she was. Frema saw through his composure. Was he about to laugh at her? He probably thought she was crazy, but of course, what else would you term a woman that has been believing a devil's lies for years?