Freedom Planet Fanfiction Novels & Stories

After saying this, Joseph started telling her everything. "It is a natural thing with our planet that if an alien here marries a creature from another planet besides his own planet, this marriage will fall on the entire planet. And within fifteen hundred years if that couple’s child is not sacrificed on the earth of the planet, the planet will be destroyed and all the people here will be killed. It was reported that fifteen years ago a man on our planet married to a human girl, so I was sent to save the planet so that I could get the couple's daughter from there and kill her and we could use her blood on our Earth. Only then can we be saved." She was told everything in one breath and she was

"Trinkets. You say! Don't be quick to forget that I paid off all your debts." "And you made sure I paid back every red cent in kind. I've been like your sex slave for three whole years, Dimitri. I consider my debt to you paid in full. Now, I want to be free, free to get married, and maybe have kids. Since you can't give me those things, there are lots of men out there who will." "You think so?" I said with a sneer. "I know so," she said with confidence that had me staring at her.

But suddenly, someone lifted my chin, and a stubbly face appeared in my sight. "Though she's worthless, she sure is pretty." The man licked his lips, his foul breath making me want to vomit. "Don't touch me!" I pushed him hard, suppressing my disgust. "Even if I'm not your Luna, I'm still Alpha Hector's mate!" Another round of laughter followed. "But does Alpha still care about you?" "Right, you've been abandoned by Alpha." "Alpha is with Vanessa now, he doesn't care about you!" A man grabbed my waist, pretending to kiss me. "Since Alpha doesn't want you, why not please us?"

For who she might never be again. For the war she brought home. “I want to be free,” she whispered. But the storm answered, rumbling in the distance. And Xavier’s voice slithered back: “Freedom is a lie, Freya. You were born to kneel.” Silence wrapped around her like chains. It pulsed. Crawled up the walls. Squeezed her until she forgot the sound of her own voice. No visitors. No light. No lies. But the worst lies lived in her own mind.

“We are one in the moon goddess’s eyes so yeah, she can pair it that way.” I exhaled. It was new meeting someone who believed in the mate bond for once. I didn’t anymore but it surely worked for others. “I believe in freedom of choices. Liberty to mate who ever and live. Hence my craziest plan yet, saving that Lycan.” The proud smile on his face dropped. I waved and headed to the door to leave. Dara would bundle him back tomorrow, he has done his part. “You mean you want to break the Lycan from Red Moon?” I heard him chuckle.

Author’s POV Freya’s eyes darted back and forth as she tried to take in Ronan’s words. “What do you mean by that?” Ronan exhaled. “I got someone pregnant.” Her lashes fluttered causing her to shift into the bed frame. Bedazzled, she got up quietly to put on her dress. Freya pinched herself to be sure she wasn’t dreaming. To think she had offered Ronan an alternative to their childlessness a while back and he had blatantly refused making promises to her to never lay with anyone else. She tried to control the excessive shaking of her hands but she couldn’t.

If I left her alone in that cell, my brothers would lose their minds, and the Moon Council would eventually find a way to drag her out into the light. "You want to help us," I said, testing the words on my tongue. "I want to destroy the people who threw me away," she replied simply. "And I want my freedom afterward. A new life, far away from here." "Freedom is earned, viper," I murmured, taking two swift steps forward until I was standing directly over her. She had to tilt her chin up to look into my eyes, but she didn't step back. The electric current of the bond flared between us, a sudden, fierce heat that made my fingers twitch against the fabric of my robe. "And until that freedom is ea

I felt no sadness—instead, there was an indescribable sense of liberation. In my previous life, Vivian and I were adopted by the Holt family after our parents died in the line of duty. Vivian had a silver tongue and knew exactly how to charm people, winning over Sebastian's parents so completely that they treated her better than their own daughter. Sebastian's mother, Penelope Kane, even harbored early hopes of having Vivian marry Sebastian. However, with just one simple statement from Vivian: "I don't want to compete with my sister," she managed to make Sebastian willingly choose me instead.

Freeda turned, looked at Scott, at Winnie, at Kris, then said the thing she had been holding back, the one line she had refused to name aloud: “He never wanted love,” she said quietly. “He wanted compliance with applause.” The three of them exhaled in different rhythms: relief, anger, disbelief, and a thread of pride. Scott stepped closer, voice low, steady. “Then what now?” Freeda leaned against the door, hand still on the lock. “We rebuild. On my terms. Every line, every chair, every call.” Winnie muttered, “I want to scream into his face.” Kris smiled faintly. “He might have numbers. You have everything else.”

“I am the one who has kept your pack going all these years, my money. ME! Not your previous leader who was weak enough to let a man he had never met control him like a damn puppet.” “Jariah is the one who was with us through everything! He has always put our needs first! Not this asshole who thinks he can reform us into some pack of loving little tools. We are rogues for a reason!” She growls, “Because rules and no one man control us, we control ourselves.” Everyone grows silent as I growl low in my chest. Kohen looks around frantically. “Fine.” Allen says. “If you wish to be free of service to me, you may leave. The rest can play with the exile. At least you know that’s a clean kill.” he of