Freya Mikaelson Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Well that was early, how was your date with agent Mcsteamy?” Freya wasted no time questioning me as soon as I walked into the house which I more than expected from her . My eyes lowered to her hands for a bit as I watched Damien dressing up her hands next to the heater . The thing with strong and powerful magic is that it had side effects, especially if there are trace’s of dark magic laced within it. The dark magic iceberg dagger spell that Freya had casted resulted in her catching frostbite in her hands and arms . Good thing is the frost bite was slowly disappearing and she now had some feeling in her hands as for my own side effect…lets just leave that as a story for another day.

Roy said to Maya as he looked at him with blank eyes. " Come In this jar and come out of here, with me, " She said as he turned himself into the fog before taking the shape of the tornado; maya was sacred for a second but then she knew this was her Roy, he can never hurt her. He got himself in the jar; ' Move ' the words formed on the surface of the jar; Maya balanced her trembling self as she sneaked out of the campus, entering the house she went straight to the bedroom to check if Ash was awake by any chance but he was not.

And there was one more guy that shared Aurora's features who was the Jake she talked about. I also learnt she was an hybrid - halfwolf, halfvampire - hence, not only hunters but, many other beings were after their lives. She explained the reason she had that hunter's fruit tree when ny curiosity made my lips move to the question. She said a hunter lived here and she killed him and his family. I couldn't believe my ears. I had met beings since I have being trying to escape the hunters - beings like me also escaping the hunters - but, I hadn't met one that had killed a hunter before.

Unknown Contact: Report ready. My pulse slowed. “Freya,” I said softly. She looked up. “Could you grab me some water?” Her brows knit. “You just had some.” “I’m still thirsty.” She studied me for a moment, suspicion flickering behind her eyes… then nodded and stepped out. The second the door closed, I opened the file. It was thick. Too thick for someone who claimed to be a simple acquaintance. Name: Miya Laurent Age: Unknown (multiple conflicting records)

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?”

I will teach her wrong things little by little. Make her doubt. Make her alone. And while she tries to be perfect my way, I will learn about her power. Maybe I tell Viktor. Maybe not. Either way, Freya’s days as loved future Luna are not many. She just does not know. That night in my room I took paper. I must write what I know. Freya Laurent – gray eyes, maybe Moon Goddess blood Silver light when rogue attacked George Laurent – same name, maybe family Power came with big fear She does not know she has it

I gasped loudly, sucking in just a pinch of air before it clamped back down again. “So, Lola. Do you remember that story I told you about my childhood? The one with the little witch next-door that taught me everything I knew?” Rowena hummed, not bothering to wait for my response since it wasn’t coming. “You see, I never mentioned why she left. I woke up one morning to find that her family had moved away. As it turns out, they were running from something, from an Alpha the mother murdered many years ago. That little girl I was friends with, Freya was her name, not only was she his daughter, but she also grew up to be the most powerful blood-witch our kind has ever seen.” Freya, half-sister to

As we entered her cottage, she turned to look at us and smiled wistfully, as if she already knew what had happened. As I stood there, trembling with fear and uncertainty, Seer Freya approached us. She took one look at Melina and I could see the concern etched on her face. She placed her hand on Melina's forehead and closed her eyes as if searching for something. I could hear my heart pounding in my chest as I waited for Seer Freya's verdict. Finally, she opened her eyes and turned to face us. "Melina is a descendant of the moon goddess," she said in a calm voice. "The blue light was meant to protect her from any danger that might arise from anywhere."

“Just… keep going… find her.” Kaelb growled in frustration but kept running at full speed, Freya’s scent was still strong and I wondered not for the first time how she was so dam fast. Her scent was not mixed with anything else like gasoline so I knew she was on foot. She had not used magic ever, only ever herbal healing stuff when we were together. Sera had spoken to me about how she had never seen or learned about her Wiccan side so how could she be using magic now? There weren’t any other Witches nearby… except… The old hag, Cindy. “She is dead when we find them.”

She heard Aiden in her head, and looked up, her eyes scanning the hall. She wondered if she should greet, but then decided against it. They didn't deserve her greeting. “I am Freya, as most of you know. I am a hybrid. Not a werewolf of course. I am sure of that-glad I didn't get that gene though.” Freya started. “No offense mom.” She said, giving Sheila a side glance. Sheila shrugged. She understood her daughter's anger against the pack.