Freedom Eren Yeager Novels & Stories

She had completely destroyed any chance of rebuilding her life in the city. Dylan’s reputation was ruined too. His coworkers passed the screen recording around the office. Everyone found out about the so-called free pass memo. Upper management called him in for a talk. The promotion he had almost secured fell through. The statement that said our engagement had ended because of his mishandling of our relationship became a stain he could not wash away. He sent me a long voice message, which I put through an auto transcriber. I only read the first line. [Jenna, I finally understand now. You didn’t just suddenly stop loving me. I was the one who pushed you away, little by little.]

“We have come so far together, we aren’t ready to give it all up now. We can do this!” “For Freedom” came the answering battle cry. With whoops and hollers they ran to their stations. Katalea surveyed the group from her spot on her terrace that overlooked the water. “It was strange to feel so much dread and so much relief at the same time,” she thought. The combination left her little room for fear. She had been training for this day since she was eight. The thought of an attack from the north had been hanging around her neck like a cinder block for so long, part of her was glad to face it. If they survived this night, they could begin to live with real freedom.

Eagle tribe had ranks and authority, something most tribes lacked. She took a deep breath. She did want to get married; she wanted a family and a good life for her and Don. There was just no way that she would sit idly by and wait for something to happen while she knew that she could make a difference. She has always been fast on her feet, alert, and extremely quick with a knife. She walked outside, the leather pants she put on were heavy and made her feel restricted. “Good morning, Keira.”

Their family business was also suffering due to the scandal and was on the verge of bankruptcy. The sisters' dreams of climbing the social ladder by snagging Brad were completely shattered. I pretended to feel sorry for them. A maid remarked, "Miss, you're so kind-hearted." I forced a smile in response. After she left, I let out a massive yawn. Last night, I'd been binge-watching Magic Mike under the covers. It was exhausting. Remembering how easily Brad had caught me when I tried to escape before, I suddenly felt a surge of panic. I decided to cram in some last-minute prep and hit the gym!

While I waited to board the plane at the airport, Jay called. I declined the call immediately, removed the SIM card from my phone and threw it away. From now on, I would live my own life. The plane landed in the icy winds of Usmana. I wrapped my coat tighter and looked toward the arrivals area where Leeya stood waving. "You're finally here!" she exclaimed. She ran over and gave me a big hug, nearly squeezing the breath out of me. "Congratulations on finally being free!"

My gut twisted. Elyra’s voice coiled. *I could give him this,* she whispered. *Freedom. A mate who doesn’t drag knives in their wake. Children who never wake screaming. All it costs is you stepping aside and letting the story end the way it was meant to.* The woman turned then. Her face blurred, indistinct. Because I didn’t know who she was. Because no matter what, Elyra dangled, I couldn’t imagine anyone else where I’d stood.

"They were trained by the best, and the best I had was Kaitlyn. That was.... before you had her life ruined and killed many times over." She huffed in annoyance. "Come Elizabeth." She called for Elizabeth. "We cannot reason with these assholes. They're insignificant to your cause. They don't understand your goal." "Oh, don't think I'm oblivious. I knew what was happening, and yet I had to stand by while it did, but now—now that I have a chance to change the course, I'm taking my shot." "You can try." Freya growled. Although before I could react, she blindly threw a dagger at Erik where it lodged itself in his heart, and he fell over from the impact, trying to reach for it, yet Elizabeth reac

" Yvonne's eyes went red. Her jaw trembled as rage burned through her. "Bitch, I'll kill—" "Are you done?!"

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.

In that occasion, she looked pitiable for me. Having sympathy to those people who were destined to fight me, was just a weakness. I didn't want to show my weakness anymore, because it would be an impediment in gaining my freedom. At the same time, I realized that seeking for freedom was never been easy, it needed an enormous sacrifice, bravery and patience.