Novel & Cerita Freya Mikaelson

Sara’s other health problems were also left in the past. Sara grew into a beautiful young woman, with long black hair, long legs, and a full figure. Just like her mother, she never failed to attract attention wherever she went. Can you guess what profession Sara chose? She was studying plastic surgery and was quite a successful student. But for now, let’s go back to Magdalena. Magdalena… A young woman full of life, energy, hope, and sexual desire. The same woman who had committed horrific crimes, who had arranged for her lover to kill her husband, then killed her lover herself, dumped their bodies into a ravine, and burned them both.

I cannot let my baby die. Just as Kael took a slow, heavy step forward to surrender to Victoria’s demands, a dark shadow moved at the side of the room. Captain Freya, the head of Kael’s elite palace guards, stepped silently out from behind the velvet window curtains. She was a tall, fierce female warrior with sharp gray eyes and a deep scar running down her left cheek. She kept her leather boots light on the floorboards, her hand resting flat on the hilt of her silver sword. Freya did not look at Victoria. Instead, she locked her fierce gray eyes straight onto Kael.

I knew he was listening for Freya, and I was ok with that, so I didn't let on that I knew he was spying on us. “So, what happens if Freya isn't drained and turned?” I asked Selene bluntly. “Straight to the point? Ok, well this is the first stage, her body is craving his blood, and as she can't get it, the rage is taking over. Eventually the longer she goes without it, the more and more the rage will build, until there is no Freya left at all. Left in her place will be a bloodthirsty zombie-like creature, that will rip apart anyone in her path until she finds her master, Azael,” she said, with hardly any emotions at all.

Amara mutters kindly. Amara and I are not close friends, but I have hung out with her and the others in the past. Once a month, Zoe would have a girls’ night where she’d invite some of Azazel’s friends’ mates. It allowed us to hang out without the guys around. All of the women are a different supernatural species. We already know that Zoe is a siren; my sister is descended from oracles, Nevaeh is a Nephilim, Jules is a hunter, and Amara is a Breija. I guess it can be a little intimidating to be around so many powerful women. But none of them act like jerks. In fact, they’re all pretty sweet. Lucifer steps forward and faces the couple. Amara gapes for a moment, making me realize that she migh

His gaze rests on my lips and the vague memory of our kiss at the bar appears in my mind. How can I hate him so much, and at the same time feel so bad to kiss him? A few steps interrupt our conversation, which I don't even know where it was going to end. -Well, well ... Who would say that the bad guy Azael Grimm was involved with the geek Lailah Gozt? -Cara Styles enters through the door of the changing rooms with a denim mini skirt and a long-sleeved top that reveals her navel piercing.- What an illusion the poor thing- she murmurs looking at me. Without a doubt, if Cara were an animal, she would be a viper.- She thinks you're caught by her. -This time look at Azael. Then he lets out a pois

“Thank you” “Don't worry about anything. As I have been saying, that woman called Freya looks familiar, and it seems I have seen her before all of this mess. I had this friend in school once, Ariel, she is the stepdaughter of the Lycan King…” She paused for a second. “Can you please not tell Thorne about how I befriended her? I befriended her because she is the Lycan King’s stepdaughter. Thorne is going to kill me if he finds out”

Trisha's POV Mrs Freya Michaelsen, I love that name, it suits my personality now. Michael and I are not yet married, but I am see any problem bearing his name. I feel like a whole new person with that name. I don't feel like that woman who has a mother that couldn't handle her loses, or that woman who made a mistake that almost cost her life, or the woman that lost her child. She is dead now. Freya Michaelsen is a woman who has her life all figured out, a woman with a man that is capable of taking care of her. She is a woman with her own empire. The mistress of the Tipsy Tavern little empire. That is the woman she is now.

I touched my palm on my lips and brought it down to his grave. “I have a diary of how I was sold to the Lycan king, our children would read it when they are grown and don't worry, I would not make you seem so bad,” I grinned. The lilies scent wafted past my nose, the breeze was soft and tender, blowing my hair in all directions. “Yours faithfully, Freya Demitri, your mate.” “Oh and I named the pack The Moonwater pack.” “I thought it was The Watermoon pack,” Arielle reminded me.

Freya stood up as she watched Melissa trash I between Dex and Diandra, she halted the sight of their hands near her friend Freya cleaned her tears and walked to her friend with her a sad smile “ Freya don’t do this, we can find another way, think about Lucien” “ I am thinking of them, that’s why I have to do this, I’m sorry” Freya cried out in a quiet voice as she raised her fist so fast and punched Melissa with just enough strength to knock her out before She gently puts Melissa's body on the wall, as he steeled her tears, Freya turned to the three evil hybrids that looked at her waiting, She gave one last look to Melissa as she heard Aldro’s voice call out to her “ an excellent choice my l

“My name is Freya, by the way.” “Another By-the-way?” I laughed, remembering Albert. “What?” “Never mind. Inside joke,” I said. “So, tell me, why didn’t Nana ever talk about you? Where have you been?” Freya sighed. “My mother thought I was a disgrace.” “Why?” She shrugged. “Because she thought I was betraying the order of the Moon Pack. We are all gifted with different powers. Some with healing powers, some with the gift of sorcery and others with the power to read minds.”