Freedom Pals Novels & Stories

The day my brother, Aaron Payne, is abducted by human traffickers, an older woman in our town tells me that if I can come up with 80,000 dollars, I can get him back. Desperate to save him, I return to the home I haven't set foot in for two years and beg my wealthy parents for the money. But they fly into a rage. "We sent you two to the countryside to toughen you up, not to give you an excuse to scam us for money!" "Human traffickers? You really expect us to believe someone could kidnap a child and then just give him back? Stop making up stories." With nowhere else to turn, I hear that I can make money by selling a kidney. So that same day, I go under the knife. As soon as the anesthesi

It was a message from Alex. [The wind looks great tomorrow. Do you want to go skydiving? Let's jump from the peak and into the sunrise.] I looked at the screen and smiled. The Alpha King of the northern territory had just freed me from all rules, and the wind of the southern territory was about to carry me into the sky.

"Today, I'm announcing that construction will begin next month on what will be the largest pediatric trauma center in the Southeast. Fully funded, completely independent, and dedicated to treating every child regardless of their family's ability to pay." The applause was deafening. I waited for it to die down, then continued. "But more than that, we're launching the Freedom Foundation—a legal and financial resource for women and children escaping abusive situations. Because no one should have to choose between safety and security." I paused, looking directly into the camera I knew was broadcasting live. "To everyone watching who feels trapped, who feels voiceless, who feels like their dreams

Kayla's Pov: So let me tell you a little about myself: For as long as I can remember I have been alone, it has its benefits but mostly it can be so dam lonely, do not get me wrong I love living in the woods I feel so free, and I'm not one of them horses that are so proud of them self although I know I am something worth looking at, but Sadler that is not a good thing as it mean I attract so much attention to myself which I do not need or want.

He had worked so hard to win Cici over, using every trick in the book, and now his chance at marrying her was ruined. As I watched, I couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. While they were too distracted to notice, I slipped away quietly. To avoid any further harassment from my mom, I applied for a long vacation from work. When Mom and Jake failed to locate me, they were left scrambling to deal with their debt while I happily enjoyed my time off and savored the rare peace and quiet. A few days later, I heard some shocking news from a friend. Mom was getting married. And the groom? None other than Willem, that domestic abuser. A smile crept onto my face. Willem had AIDS.

Then I paid for the platform's highest level of promotion. People online moved fast, and it didn't take long for the video to reach them. This was no longer an era when the first person to post automatically won. I presented a complete chain of evidence, and public opinion turned quickly. "Some children repay their parents. Others come into the world for revenge." "Speaking up for this mother. She's been through enough." "Stop slandering your mom." I watched the comments, and my heart shook. I'd returned to life intending to outmaneuver them, but tears still kept pouring down my face.

Diandra suddenly dropped her body next to Adam and sighed in annoyance “Haaahhh, If I had known it was going to be like this, I shouldn't have bothered with Jake's information every day. There's already someone who is very handsome to accompany you next door, but you never said anything to me.” “Sorru.” Syila laughed uncomfortably, who would have thought that a Reinhart Putra would say such things to her friends? “Nobody wants to be my boyfriend, huh?” Diandra looked up, she saw Adam next to her who snorted loudly and made Diandra quickly get up. “So, what do you want to do to gather us here?” Rizki attracted attention after a short soap drama played by his friends. “I want to take you guys

"I'm so jealous of you. You shot your shot when the time was right. You didn't care about what everyone else would say. You just got with the woman you wanted to be with because you wanted to." "Our situations are quite different." Although Maisie was once his cousin-in-law, they weren't related by blood. Waylon said, "Just you wait. Maybe I'll risk it all one day. No one will be able to tell me what to do once I'm out of this uniform." "You're still part of the Farell family even if you're out of that uniform." He could take off the uniform, but he would forever be part of the Farell family. The Farells would never allow him to bring shame to the family name.

Real failure was staying in a toxic relationship and watching myself get drained dry. And leaving was the first step toward rebuilding my life. What I hadn't expected was that two years later, Presley would still come looking for me.

"Damian! Since when do you invite strangers to eat with us? Did you ask me first?" I gave a dismissive shrug. "No thanks. I have things to do." Honestly, I did not know why she still acted so smug. Clara had already filled me in on their situation earlier. Apparently, after I left, both Damian and Waverly had been fired from their jobs for 'improper conduct' and the negative attention their scandal attracted. Since then, Damian had been selling boxed lunches on the street to support their family. Waverly was, as always, a handful. Clara said she fought with Damian every other day and threw full-blown tantrums whenever things did not go her way.