Freedom Pals Novels & Stories

Staring at the ceiling, my thoughts starting to disturb me again. The betrayal of my best friend. My ruthless husband. My son. And for the nth time, I'm found myself slitting my wrist again. Can somebody help me? Can someone free me from the hell that I'm staying? Save me please .. I'm really tired of living .. Lord .. Until when should I pay for my mistake? Lord, please let me rest. Lord, I can't handle anymore .. Please… free me from all the pain.

I felt like a joke. I opened my phone, scrolling through the list of contacts. Not a single one of my friends had told me. Were they really unaware? I remembered their strange behavior when they found out I'd returned to the country. I reached out to Duncan Pauley, the one who was closest to Chandler, and sent him a message. [How much do you know about Chandler's affair?] It didn't take long for a reply to pop up. [You found out already? I knew this wouldn't stay hidden for long.]

“They’re happy with the instant noodle packets, so we let them. I mean, that counts as food provided by us. It’s less work for you, too. Did you want to meet them?” Humming, Zen wondered if it was good that these newly recruited Party Freedom members weren’t fussy. Although he didn’t know them in person, he trusted that Remi and Charlie had a good eye for non-problematic people. Speaking of problematic people… Sighing heavily, Zen wondered what he should do with Party Prayer. Unlike Party Freedom, who had been actively trying to catch up with the vanguard team, those people most likely joined the guild to mooch off Zen’s free food. It was unsurprising. However, Zen didn’t like the idea of fe

To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a

Lena stared, then a laugh escaped her. “Since when? First, the garlic man and I had fun together. Dude even came in his pants. Second, this is Zentharis. It’s not a strip, sex, or BDSM club because those names are limiting. It’s a club with endless possibilities, which means if I want to walk in stark naked with no mask, I can. If I want to be fucked in front of every exclusive member, I can. I can do whatever I want, as long as it’s within the club’s walls and consensual. That’s the whole point.”

she even rallied at the end of her statement. Slowly but effectively, seeing my friends agreeing with Travis’ proposal made me eventually change my mind. Together with Yuri and Andrei, we were the last three persons to announce that our decision was changed and no one will be going home to see their parents and sob with them. Thus, we were going to spend our last three hours of freedom to seek for freedom that had no time limit, and had no boundaries. A freedom we all knew we deserve. A freedom that our friends, and the other dead people in the school, was not able to gain. A freedom they deserve but they lost. A freedom for all. Freedom, yes. We are going to take all the odds in order to ge

They all looked expectantly at me as I thought about it. "Fine," I said finally. "Tell everyone that for today, they are free to shift."

Even as the pain made me convulse, I welcomed the feeling of my soul being stripped free and reborn. When it was finally over, I let out a long breath. My body felt unbelievably light. Far away, Marcus was shopping with Clara and the kids, laughing together. Suddenly, his chest tightened, and the suffocating sensation nearly made him collapse. But it passed in an instant. Confused, he brushed it off when Clara called his name, and he soon forgot about it altogether. They went to Firefly Woods. They took family photos and walked along the beach together. They had no idea that somewhere in the city, I had already left the pack behind, dragging my suitcase into an airport terminal.

We drove to the mall in the next city over. The drive was almost an hour long, and Quinten was silent for the first half. In an effort to brighten Quinten's mood, I let him pick the music, direct the conversation, and pick where we ate breakfast before starting our shopping trip. So, we listened to rap music that I hated, talked about the latest football game, which I hated, and we ate McDonald's in the parking lot across the road from the mall.

Judy was scared. She knew Lawson could do it, so she covered Samson's mouth and did not have the courage to let him continue. She feared she might not even be able to keep the life she had now. After Judy left with the pup, the scandal spread through the pack. The Beta, who had never been very loyal to Lawson to begin with, started using it to win over other warriors. Lawson waited at the church for an entire day. I did not appear. That day was enough to break him down and make him fully realize I had truly left.