Freya Beauchamp Novels & Stories

“You. I think I've seen you before.” “I…don't think so,” Alaina responded, pushing her hair to the back nervously. Why was she nervous? “I don't think we've met, ma'am.” “On the contrary, I think we have.” Freya persisted. It felt like she was pushing some kind of agenda and my patience was wearing thin. “And I can't seem to place a finger on it. I never forget those people I'd seen before, so I'm pretty sure I've met you. It doesn't matter though. My name is Freya, Daughter of RavenThorn and Alexander's Luna to be.”

A shiver ran down my spine and I’m not certain it was a bad one. “Freya.” I replied straightening my spine. “Mmm… What a powerful name, Freya.” He said with small moan. My body full blown betrayed me and instantly butterflies began dancing in my stomach. “I’m sorry we met under these circumstances, Freya. I can’t fully explain it but I feel drawn to you. Did you put a summoning spell on me?” He asks. “I don’t use summoning spells.” I scoff, rolling my eyes. ”They’re timing is unpredictable and I’d prefer not to have a random monster show up while I’m in my apartment. Although somehow you’ve found me anyway?”

Aaron tried to get some help from Freya but all Freya did was send Arthur out to get some snacks and the two had a coinversation. That is when Arthur knew the real nature of Freya. Freya was not the angel, the good girl that she appears or shows to the public so that they would adore her and favor her in any way. No. Freya was that cunning, clever and manipulative girl that would do everything that she can in order to get the thing that she wants. And in this case, she wants grand entertainment for herself. When Aaron still does not want to participate in Freya’s little play, she then threatened him--- blackmailed him--- that if he did not participate, then she will tell his father all of hi

That day, she lost her parents at the hands of the pack's ruling family. Freya is the Alpha Princess whose parents were murdered seventeen years ago. She is the little girl who ran for her life after witnessing her parents die. She ran into the woods, having nowhere else to go, and ended up as a rogue. Freya has been living as a secret assassin for seventeen years, carrying out missions for people just so she can survive, and she has promised to avenge her parents' deaths at any time so she can reclaim her throne. She is now on a mission to eliminate the Alpha King of the Oasis Pack. Alpha Arthur is the son of the couple who murdered her parents, and now is her chance to exact revenge. She w

“Son, I’d advise you to rethink this whole hero trait you’ve managed to pick up. It’s a rather disappointing look on you.” “Opposed to what? The monster you’ve turned out to be? Look at me father, you should be proud! I’m the ruthless killer you always wanted!” Rhyland shouted as water rushed out of Queen Fara’s mouth and onto the floor. Her eyes were wide and the gurgles of her clear struggle were the only sound existing around us. After a few moments, her body collapsed beside her son’s surrounded by water. The divider between the two never mixed while the water and blood touched.

My face instantly heats up. “I’m sure!” What the hell? Why do I feel like this? Did the enchantment change my mind to a boy’s too?! ‘It’s called being flustered. Don’t be so dramatic.’ Ezra drawls his words in my mind. Like he’d rather be anywhere else. “If you say so.” She leaves my bubble and I sigh. I just remembered… pretty girls intimidate me. Becca… “My name is Freya. I’ve been your healer, it’s nice to finally see you awake.” She smiles brightly again.

Betas who were meant to protect those who live in the capital as well as the outskirts yet they were on the floor, bleeding profusely. I looked up and found the supposed Freya in question. She was holding a boy in her right hand and a girl in her left hand. Her body was covered in blood. The blood of innocent people who never wronged her, people who didn't even know who she is. " People of Mystik pack. I am Freya daughter of Alpha Drey, the man who you all have wronged!" She started.

She frowns at him and tries to ask with her eyes if he is all right, but he just gives her a small smile meant to encourage her to act like he isn’t there. This is her moment, there must not be any distractions. “What is Freya the Goddess of?” she asks. “She is the Goddess of fertility and life, so it is only fitting that her blessing be what welcomes our spirit into this world. This is why I have questioned your aura test in the past, no one has ever turned up with no ancestral power, we are all children of Geri and Freki, no matter how much our blood has mingled, it has all come from the same source.”

Freya chuckled, "well that makes two of us because I am the most single girl alive." Bastian briefly stared at the bathroom before focusing his attention back on his phone call, "aren't you sweet? I think I have fallen in love with you, Freya. You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. Tell me about yourself." Freya laughed loudly, "of course I'm beautiful but I know you are exaggerating. However I like it, I love when people praise my beauty. So you already know my name. I'm twenty-one years old. From a wealthy family and I just finished college. I came here on vacation with my two best friends and we are all about having fun.

“Now, I’ve got the scent of a filthy omega on me. What will you do to atone for this, huh?” I raised my head to see Freya, a beta-she wolf who has made it her mission to make my life a living hell in the Pack. For some reason best known to her, she saw me as a sort of competition. Looking at me, I didn’t see how I could compete with such a girl. Her red curly hair made her look like a character out of a Disney movie. She was tall and slender and had the sweetest voice. I, however, was her stark opposite. I was short and fleshy, my hair was short and tangled most of the time due to lack of care, and my voice wasn’t lady-like either.