Freya Graham Novels & Stories

She said, looking at the ground and then slowly looking at me and Hector. I was wondering what she meant by she's made it clear to them that Nova can't be there. Do they know the Freya girl in question? If they do, why didn't they say a single thing about this? " She's only here to help our friend -" "- friend? More like your whore. I bet you enjoyed sleeping with her so much" Freya said with a wicked grin but I couldn't get used to it at all. It was Kayla, it was her face, her body, her voice, everything was the same except for her hair which was now red, and her eyes which carried so much evil in them.

I screamed out trying to get her attention, but she didn't respond. She continued to scream, punch the air, and kick her legs out at me. I could hear Freya's mom running up the stairs, so I quickly wrapped the towel back around her body and fastened it at her chest. I then picked her up gently and tried to move her up the bed a little, so that she didn't fall off.

I sat down on the floor just outside her cell and said softly, “Hi, I'm Freya. What are you up to?” She cautiously turned to face me, and her beauty took my breath away. She had ash-blonde hair, and the brightest blue/green eyes. She was so pretty, it looked like her face had been sculpted to perfection. A button nose, high cheekbones, and a set of lips that would put the Kardashians to shame. She didn't reply, but she did hold up her pad to show me what she was doing. She had drawn a picture of me, surrounded by flames and lightning bolts. The picture was amazing and ridiculously detailed, I needed to see it closer. “Do you mind if I come in and look at it?” I asked her with confidence.

Freya replied with a smirk, “Work up a sweat, tire myself out so I can sleep like the dead afterwards.” “I’ve never beaten anyone up—droids included—in my life,” I said with a giggle. I could totally imagine Freya kicking droid ass despite her being eight inches shorter than me. It just goes with her image and personality. “Instead, I buy stuff.” “Typical rich girl,” she snorted. “Oh, I beg to differ,” I said, allowing myself a smug smile. “Typical rich girls can’t hold a candle to me.”

Paul made another call again and said, “Freya came back from Country J six months ago. It is said that she is a top student of Koguryeo College. “She has previously been working as a secretary in a trading company in Hong Kong but left because she was harassed by her boss. Thus, she resigned and came to Las Vegas to make a living. “She is beautiful and capable. But she has no channels and eventually got on the gambling cruise, St. Hope. “It’s just that she decisively resigned after she found out that there was a problem with St. Hope. Thus, we don’t have any reasons to arrest her.” After roughly telling her background, Paul asked curiously, “CEO York, she’s just a minor character. Why do you

Kyro keeps his silence for a long moment, and my words slip without my knowledge. "You follow her because it isn't survival you seek; it's death," I breathe, his evil eyes burning through mine. I'm not intimidated by it, as I bore my gaze through his with equal determination. "Who/what is she?" Kyro pauses, keeping his silence as his gaze impairs mine, searching for something, but I don't know what? "Freya is a Fae… wielding two elements," a suffocating air of shock hangs over us. What the fuck shit...?

She wiggled her eyebrows. "We are done with the renovations and will be reopening in the next two days, for Miguel and I it's just friendship. Besides, he's not over his late wife." She answered. "He will, once he realises what a wonderful being you are." Freya smiled at her friend as she got off the bed. She walked into the bathroom to have a relaxing bath as Jess headed for the kitchen to prepare breakfast for both of them. Freya came out from her room wearing an off-shoulder white jumpsuit with no hands. It fit her body precisely in all the right areas. Her straight hair was curled, and her makeup complemented her face well.

I just want this to be over and done with, maybe when I die all these pain will go. I heard mocking laughter above my head and looked up only to see Freya. Freya is the daughter of the current beta and soon to be Luna. She's everything I am not- beautiful blue eyes with shiny blonde hair, killer body, glowing skin, strong and extremely wicked. She stood there with her minions looking at me with pity? I couldn't quite place what that emotion in her eye is. She laughed all of a sudden and kicked me in the stomach. She pulled my hair and slapped me making me fall back on the floor.

he said solemnly. The elders turned and looked at the girl. She nodded at them with a radiant smile on her face. Then she placed her hand on top of the orb, her hand covering Ryan’s. Seeing him flinch, I knew he had felt the spark from the mate bond. “I, Freya Gladice Maddox, daughter of Beta of the Redmoon pack, seek the blessing of the Moon Goddess.” Freya, so that’s her name… And she was a beta heir from the Redmoon pack, yet another pack ambushed by the Moonstone pack…

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.