Freedom Eren Novels & Stories

"Maisie…" "I'm here." "Maisie, my dear Maisie…" "I'm here, Mr. Ford." Ethan opened his eyes abruptly. He looked at the woman in his arms under the glow of the moonlight. The woman was a college freshman. She had a round face and bright eyes. She wore her hair in a ponytail and was a very sweet girl. Her name was Macy Turner, not Maisie. Also, she addressed him as "Mr. Ford". Ethan was completely awake. There would never be another woman who would call him "Ethan" anymore.

“Do you have the strength to let go?” Tears streamed down Lena’s face as she reached for the thread. She saw images of her family, including the disillusioned expressions on her parents' faces, Caleb's selflessness, and Kaden's steadfast support. "I want to be free," her voice was shaking as she muttered. "I don't want to forget, though." “Freedom comes with sacrifice,” the voice said gently. “Choose.” Lena took a deep breath, her hand hovering over the thread. “I choose...”

“You danced like you were free.” Elena closed her eyes, memory flashing of the club lights, the music. The scent of forbidden freedom. “Tell us,” Gabriel whispered. “What does freedom feel like?” Her lips quivered. “Like… burning in the sun.” Alessio’s fingers brushed along her spine. “Then we’ll burn you in here.” Elena gasped. “Please… stop.” Gabriel leaned closer, voice echoing in her ear. “Stop? Or we’ll teach you a lesson you never forget.”

She wishes they had put that darn peephole a little lower so she'd see who was outside. When the knocking went louder, she inhaled deeply, gathering the courage and hold the door handle. Then she turned it and opened the door. She saw a man who had let Kenji wrapped his muscular arm around his neck. The man was tall almost the same height as Kenji, he has got a short back and sides haircut and he's handsome but her focus was on her damn wasted husband. "Uh, hey! I'm Eren, Kenji's best friend. I'm sorry it's late w-we had a couple of--"

She has just gone for a run that it that is all it is. I call my soon to be beta, Bradley since I trust him with my life, I know he was not the best with Kayla to start with but that was only because he did not know who she was, and he thought she was just a horse. Bradley meets me near the forest, and I tell him what has happened and just that we need to find Kayla I have a bad feeling. Bradley suggests that she is just somewhere on the territory, and we head of.

The fake heiress, Vanessa York, sized me up. “You’re back?” she snapped. “Let me tell you something, Eva. Ethan and the others only agreed to bring you back because you’ve been submissive these past three years. If you ever bully me again as you did three years ago, I’ll have them gouge out your other eye!”

The confrontation with Ryan hadn't drained her; it had empowered her. The melted anger had left behind a solid core of certainty. She was no longer the betrayed fiancée, the victim. She was a woman who had reclaimed her space, her dignity, and her future. The lightness was almost intoxicating. She walked to the living room window, watching the city beginning to light up under the twilight. Each shining light was like a 'yes' to her newfound freedom.

"You dragged me up here in February as collateral and it took you five months and a war to learn how to open your hand. I watched you learn it. It nearly killed you both times. And now you're standing at your own glass in your own kingdom trying to give away the one thing you actually want in the entire world because some broken part of you still, still, thinks you don't get to keep good things." "Zariah-" My voice, raw at the edges. "You said there's nothing holding me here." She took another step. "You're right. No debt, no gun, no cage. Naomi gave me the card on the tarmac and told me I was the freest woman in Georgia and she wasn't wrong." Another step. She was close now, close enough th

Without wasting time, his wobbling legs stagger out of the tent, and a few minutes later, he is dashing into the forest; each step towards freedom makes his heart plummet strongly in his chest cavity. He trips suddenly and lands gracelessly on the forest debris, a whimper leaves his quivering lips, the intense burst of pain tearing into his skull. "Going somewhere, are we?" Horden steps out of the shadows, his hand clenched around the thick wooden bat that is now dripping with Eren's blood. Eren's body continues to twitch on the muddy forest ground; his eyes are glassy, and even though his pale lips move, no word comes out from them. Horden had specially instructed that warrior to leave Eren

Zayed snapped at her and raised his hands again to strike her face. Out of reflex Erina closed her eyes and replied yelling," Humme darr lagta hey apsey, apki pagal harkato sey. Humme ghutan hoti hey apki in mohabbat sey. Humme bas ek normal insaan ki tarah zine diziye, please. Humme azadi chahiye( I am afraid of you and your psychotic acts. I feel suffocated by your love. Let me live like a normal human being, please. I want to be freed). Saying all this Erina burst into tears and started hiccupping badly. She covered her face with her palm and kept sobbing like a little child. She was suppressing her frustration for a long time. But, today she couldn't suppress more and just said whatever