Freya Novels & Stories

She retaliated violently. “Who did you say you are?” Arthur's mother intervened in their argument. Freya bowed to her. "I am Freya, a maiden orphan from this pack," she said. Luna scowled at herself. "Maiden orphan? Who are your parents?” Freya took a deep swallow. "Her conscience is weighing in on her. She must be afraid that I am that child." She faked a smile. "I know nothing about my parents. I grew up with my deceased aunt.”

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…

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.

Frederick was genuinely furious. He had never imagined that Freya could be so utterly foolish. At a moment like this, she had the audacity to speak ill of Selena. Did she not understand these soldiers were his closest guards, men who had once fought beside Selena day after day? Did Freya have a death wish? "Why are you shouting at me?" Freya was truly fearless. As she often proclaimed, she was the daughter of Henry Talmar, the Desert Hawk himself. She was the Desert Rose!

She was deeply scared. “Freya Gallagher, the daughter of the moon, the cursed product of Seraneth. The one who can either mend the supernatural world, or ruin it. The prime hybrid.” Though Freya didn’t understand the words of this strange man that she had never seen before, yet she couldn’t help the cold feeling that washed through her body.”

She is my wolf, and she's kept me safe all these years, so who am I to question it now? “Your wolf’s name means ‘mighty in battle’ and Freya means ‘noble lady’. Your parents and the goddess gave you some strong names, so I have no doubt your wolf will return to you. Also, the name ‘Freya’ is said to be an important goddess within Norse mythology. They say she was the goddess of fertility, love, beauty, gold, and death.” “Really?” Robbie asks. I just give him a blank look. “I did go to college, Robbie.” I snarky reply, and he just rolls his eyes.

And I, personally, would rather launch myself into the ocean. “Stop looking like you’re walking toward your execution,” my sister, Freya, mutters beside me. Of course Freya sounds relaxed. She probably shifts in her sleep just to show off. I love my sister. I really do. But unfortunately, she was also handcrafted by the goddess specifically to make me feel like a potato. Freya Thornwood is petite with dark curls and blue eyes, Beta-ranked, gorgeous without trying, and terrifyingly competent. She’s the kind of woman who can pin a grown wolf twice her size during sparring and still look pretty after

No idea what it sounds like when he says a child's name and his entire voice changes. And Freya. Ambitious, cruel, dangerous Freya will notice that change. She will smell the difference in his scent. She will catalogue every detail and use it as a weapon. The thought turns my blood to ice. I pull out my phone and find Dara's number. My hands are shaking so hard it takes three tries to type the message.

Brianna joined in to help her sister, but I had Tracy in a tight lock and I wasn't going to loosen up even if the world was ending. Unfortunately, my anger was short-lived. I fell back as a cold and thunderous voice rumbled through the air. “What in Gaia's sake is happening here?” Her voice cut through my bone line razor sharp blade. Her heels clicked on the floor, pulling an unnerving cloud of fear with her. “Lena, you'd better have a perfect explanation, or I'm gonna skin you alive for trying to harm my daughters!” She snapped.

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte