Freya Keelin Novels & Stories

Instead, I hissed through clenched teeth. “I’m here to help. Please tell me what’s going on. If she freed you from the Overlook Hotel, why are you stiff with fear in her presence? And ...” I knew, this was not the right moment for this question, but curiosity was winning. “... why do you almost look alike? Is Freya your sister?” *** Freya Rose After calming her breaths Kali finally walked over to us and answered Lucy, “Freya didn’t free me from the hotel, Selene's sons did,” she said while nervously playing with the hem of her top.

"Well... I’m just happy that my spy plan is finally working. You were right all along." Kelvin nearly swerved the car. He looked at her in the mirror, his eyes wide. "Are you being serious right now? Are you actually admitting it?" "Of course I am," Freya replied, her voice smooth and fearless. "Your findings were true. I am a spy. I mean, let's be real, Kelvin—who would want to be near the infamous Darlington Knight unless they were on a mission? Everyone knows he’s a killer. Why would I be here for love? I’m telling you this so you don't have to waste your precious time researching my background anymore. You have your answer."

Her golden-yellow eyes beamed brightly in the lights. "Enough with your nonsense Elizabeth." Freya cold, Machiavellian voice called out to Elizabeth. Then she faced me. "I see you still haven't learned to stay out of affairs that don't concern you, do you Mikah?" "You did this Freya!" I screamed. Pointing the gun at her. I knew that I couldn't kill her. Not here. It wasn't justified. "This is all your doing!" "I did nothing of the sort." She lied through her teeth. "I am merely here to help Kaitlyn reach her full potential. We need her."

Lucien muttered as Freya laughed as he dropped her gently “ he’s your son.. ah! coming baby!” Freya muttered as she wore her clothes “ for a fact I know they are going to be dirty and I have to bath both of them before Kaiden, Melissa and kara arrive”, Kara was the name of Kaiden’s daughter and she was a beautiful yet outgoing wolf just like her father she fit the lynx character as they both loved adventures, it had been a month since they last saw each other and her friend Melissa was a few months pregnant with another baby on the way,

The familiar chaos should have comforted her. Instead she still felt strangely unsettled. Kaelan noticed eventually. “You’re doing it again.” Freya frowned slightly. “Doing what?” “Looking guilty for existing.” God. Was she truly that obvious? She stared down into her untouched tea quietly. “Do you think people only love me because of who I used to be?” Kaelan blinked once. “That is aggressively depressing.” “It’s a real question.” “No.” He answered immediately. Freya looked toward him carefully. Kaelan shrugged lightly. “Most of us never even knew Lealla.”

“I do not shape the law of the stars, Alpha. I only read them. If you would protect her, then you must prepare for what is coming.” I steadied myself, though my heart hammered against my ribs. “Tell us everything. Tell us about her… about why she’s tied to me.” The elder leaned back, the shadows of the hall deepening across his face. His voice lowered, ancient and grave. “Freya was once a priestess of the Moon Goddess. She turned against her when power tempted her, hungered for dominion beyond the veil of death. When she was cast down, her body was caged in a vessel of iron and bone, hidden where even gods would not tread. Her spirit was left to wander, feeding only on fragments of fear, whi

I could feel his presence looming over me, his dark aura suffocating me. I wiped away my tears and looked up at Freyer, my hands moving in sign language to ask him how he knew I was eavesdropping. Freyer’s smirk widened as he replied, “Kayla, my dear, I am the Devil King. Nothing is impossible for me. Just like how I can cure you or your ailment.” My heart sank at his words. I had always known that Freyer was powerful, but I had never realized the full extent of his abilities until now.

But instead of reacting with the anger or questioning Charlotte might have expected, Freya focused on packing her belongings. During her years in Javerton, she had bought many things. It took her a few days to sort through them batch by batch. She donated all her valuable items. After the charity organization came to collect them, Freya was about to take a rest when Kenneth's name appeared on her phone screen. When she answered, it wasn't Kenneth speaking—it was his friend, Wayne Summers. "Freya, Ken's gotten into a conflict with someone and is planning to have a death race. You need to come to the club and talk him out of it!"

I wanted nothing more than that hand between my thighs. I jumped when suddenly there was a plate of breadsticks and two waters being slammed on the table between us. I quickly pulled my hand away and shifted further back into the booth looking up at our intruder. “Welcome to Felicitàs! I don’t believe I’ve seen you here before, dear. I’m Raina! This your first time?” Raina asked cheerfully, completely unaware of what was just happening. “I’m Freya. Nice to meet you! And yes, guilty as charged. Would you believe I’ve lived 2 blocks away for the last 3 years and haven’t been to Main Street until tonight?” I said, suddenly feeling cheerful at Raina’s sweet aura.

she explains with a shrug and slightly bored look on her face. “Go watch after Raven and her sister, do your best to keep them safe, she’s our only chance at overthrowing his Highness. I already plan to cover it with glamour so Orin won’t see, he’ll just think it’s a fling,” I instruct Freya, knowing she is the best person for the job as she is extraordinarily skilled with glamour and compulsion. “If I do this for you, I’m done, I want a new life away from our King… my fucking father,” Freya firmly speaks, as her eyes go to the stairs making me focus noticing footsteps in the distance.