Freedom Fighter Avatar Novels & Stories

he frowned at me "And how are you sure he wasn't the one who sent me here, you do know that if you don't let me in you are disobeying Dracula's orders, aren't you scared of the consequences?" "No, let me tell you something I've been a gaurd for way too long I know a Crook when I see one, now get out of here if you don't want to see Dracula yourself " I had no choice but to leave This is going to be much harder than I thought, how does she want me to free the princess there's no escape This place is too guarded. I think I need help I went back to my chamber, that was assigned to me when I became a gaurd, what they don't know is my roommate and I as secretly Freedom Fighters, yeah they are st

He slowly smiles at me. A chuckle comes out of my mouth, he doesn’t even have any idea what my life was going through, come to his mother’s funeral right, and I have to be free to be able to go some place. “I really didn’t have access to a TV you know, living in a park bench doesn’t let you have those luxuries. And after you have been kidnapped and drugged you really don’t have the right mindset to get news from around you.” I stare at him clenching my jaw trying not to get mad at him again. He doesn’t say anything and hangs his head low and stares down at the floor silently.

But, how could he have known that his action would offend the God of War? He was not the only person about to die. Water Cloud was also going to be destroyed! Soon, about twenty fighters with muscular figures rushed in. All of them were incredible fighters that could fight with ten people alone after being trained with a lot of money by Caleb. “Get him!” As he gave the order, a fighter immediately rushed forward and tried to punch Thomas in the temple. However, Thomas did not move away. He was able to hold the fighter’s punch with one hand. Not only that, he even held the hand tightly. Subsequently, clicking sounds were heard, and the fighter’s hand bones were broken into pieces!

Messages from the Alpha of the Southern Pack kept coming in on my phone, asking for my current location. He had once told me. "Monica, you shouldn't just stand behind someone. Your wolf soul doesn't belong to anyone. If you're willing, I hope you'll become my Beta." At the time, I had refused. That was because I only had eyes for Lawson. I thought becoming his mate was my everything. But now… I finally understood. What I had lost was not a male wolf. It was the self I had once abandoned. I made a call and gathered the warriors who had once served under me. I offered an enormous payment for one purpose and one purpose only.

Mom's eyes widened in fury as she tried to hit me, but the effort quickly drained her strength, and she succumbed to unconsciousness. Just as I was about to leave, my attention was drawn to her phone on the table, its screen lighting up with notifications. It was Jake who kept sending messages. The phone wallpaper displayed a photo of Mom and him together. I quickly entered Jake's birthday to unlock the phone, and Jake's messages flooded in. "Mom! Did it work? We're running out of time! The trafficker is pushing hard. Hurry up!" Trafficker? My heart raced with curiosity, and I began scrolling through their conversation. Jake and Mom's chat revealed everything. As I read, I snapped pictures o

"You used to be so bright and full of life. Over time, I got used to you, and the spark faded. Then Leticia appeared, and things spiraled out of control. "But I can't let go of all these years. Come back with me, and we'll start fresh. Please." I never imagined Ayden could be this shameless to say he saw a younger version of me in her. How dare he! Leticia stood still, wiping away her tears and slowly coming back to her senses. "What about our child? If you don't care about our child, I'll just jump from here." Leticia ran to the bridge and looked at the surging river below.

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?"

He is annoying. Earlier when Enzo and Flynn and I talked in the treehouse, I noticed that I accepted that it was my fate to be here with them. I can't explain how I feel if it's light or heavy in my heart but all I can say is that it's important that I'm alive until now. So I will accept whatever mission comes. I am undercover Freeda Adelaina Miller and I will never back down in any battle. I suddenly remembered my motto in life. It's a bit cringe lol.

"What a bunch of fools! How dare they insult my muse like this—it's outrageous." I gave a small, indifferent smile. "Forget it, Davis. They're not worth it." But Eleanor, upon hearing his name, froze in shock. "Wait—Davis? You mean the famous Parovine runway judge?" Davis nodded evenly. Eleanor's eyes went wide as she pointed between the two of us. "How are you two connected?" Davis shot her a withering glare. "We're friends. She's the chief fashion designer I personally invited back from abroad—Farah. Do you still need me to explain why we're together?"

Anthony walked into the room and sat down next to Bastian. A long breath escaped from Belle’s brother’s nose. He turned toward Bastian. “Opening a pottery gallery, honestly, sounds lame. You’re known as a member of the Blackfist gang, an underground fighter. Your image would totally collapse, Bastian,” Anthony said. “Are you serious about that?” Bastian chuckled. “That’s a painful jab.” “Well, you asked for my opinion.” “You know I fight because I want to save money.”