Freedom Planet Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I got onto the bed and crawled over to him as he watched me. “Something tells me that’s not all you have in mind.” Conor replied with a smirk. “Have you come to sleep with me again?” “I want to make a deal… I’ll sleep with you as long as you promise that you will talk your father out of invading my planet.” I proposed taking his hand and slipping it under the dress skirts. I placed his hand on my inner thigh and watched his eyes get dark.

Before long, they were all sentenced to prison and received their deserved punishment. As for me, I stepped onto a new path in life. … Extra: Zara Sommer In my previous life, my existence had been nothing short of bleak. But now, with a second chance, I refused to be submissive. I turned down the blind date Mom set up for me and stood up against her, ultimately succeeding in changing my fate. However, when I later reviewed Mom's chat records, I was dumbstruck to learn the truth. I discovered that I was not her biological child but instead was bought from a trafficker.

“He brought the fox queen soldiers. For the first time since this war started, we actually have the numbers to win.” “That's good.” She paused, and her jaw tightened. “That's really good, Jenn.” I reached over and covered her hands with my own, stilling them. “If something happens to me tomorrow –” “Don't.” “I need you to hear this. If something happens to me, you're free. The compulsion is broken, and there's no one left to hold you here. You can go anywhere you want, do anything you want, build whatever life you want –”

he muttered, and she laughed out loud, dropping a kiss on his forehead. "We can continue that tonight." she promised, earning a grunt of approval from him. ** "You think I can transfer to your college?" Freya, her eyes wide with excitement, asked Maya. The latter nodded enthusiastically. "Yes, you can. You can come over with Yodah." Maya replied, smiling widely. She had found a new friend. At least this one wouldn't read her mind without her permission. She mused, remembering Emma's words. It had hurt her, even though she had tried seeing the situation from the latter's point of view. Her thoughts were private. She felt invaded. She wondered what and what the redhead had seen.

Its tentacles reached for Alex’s belly. The child kicked violently. The ship shuddered. Rebellion had followed them aboard human fighters who had boarded during the chaos. Gunfire erupted inside the vessel. The Ruler turned. In that moment of distraction, Alex and Damian broke free—vines weakening as the ship’s systems faltered. They fought their way to the bridge. The Ruler met them there. The final confrontation was brutal. Damian and Alex moved as one perfect sync born from months of fighting side by side. The Ruler’s tentacles lashed, but their love disrupted the signal. The child hummed louder, shielding them.

The ship’s light returned, but it was different—tempered, resilient, woven with threads of the freighter’s steadfast loyalty. We couldn't stay. Every moment, the Weavers' Plot Storms were descending on new worlds, ironing out the wrinkles of free will, replacing messy histories with clean, dramatic arcs. The galaxy was being turned into a library of approved fiction, and we were the last piece of unauthorized, non-fiction truth.

“Because whenever people betray you they will always be caught. They will always be on your leash. And they can work for free. Because now they fucked up their first chance. So this second chance is them trying to buy back their freedom. “Now here’s the kicker. They don’t know when they’ve bought their freedom back. You might tell them after two jobs, after ten jobs, after twenty jobs. Who knows? But it’s when the boss tells them they are free that they are free. Do you understand now?” He nodded. “Now how about you leave me and let me handle my affairs.” He bowed. Before he could leave, I stopped him. “One more thing.” He turned to me. “Have you caught wind of Freya? Your spies, have they s

"But I don't want to reset you. I want to see what happens if I put you in the **Garden**." He picked up a small, plastic container. It was filled with dirt. But as I looked closer, I saw that the "Dirt" was moving. It wasn't dirt. It was **People**. Millions of tiny, microscopic people, crawling over each other in a small, plastic box. "This is the 'Free-Will' DLC," the boy explained. "There’s no script here. No Shareholders. Just... surviving." He reached for Leo and Elara. "No! Leave them alone!" I shouted.

Outside, the northern lights danced green and purple across the sky. Inside, three hearts beat in the same rhythm for the first time. No empire. No enemies. No chains. Just Eden, Aleksandr, and the little lion who would never know his father as anything but gentle. The last safe word was spoken. And we finally, truly, breathtakingly free. The End…

Something was wrong with the ship. "No," JP snapped. "Free me." "I can't." Ike let go of the straps. "I just can't trust what you will do right now. This isn't a good time for you to surprise me." JP swore at him and pulled on the ties. The alien's muscles flexed and bulged. Ike shook his head at the alien's struggles. "When I am free, you will regret everything you have done here." JP hissed. "You're probably right." Ike hurried over to the computer. "I'm already regretting all sorts of things."