Freya Originals Novels & Stories

“You’re an omega, after all. No one with any sense will want a filthy Omega.” Omega. He spat the word like an insult, but I couldn’t even understand or care about what he was saying. I just wanted out! “Release me immediately.” I gritted my teeth. “You can’t do this.” “It’s already done.” My nails dug into my palms. This wasn’t real. This wasn’t happening. I wasn’t a bloody omega or whatever. I wasn’t some property to be sold. I was Freya Vaughn. And I would destroy every single person who thought they could take away my freedom.

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.”

Aaron tried to get some help from Freya but all Freya did was send Arthur out to get some snacks and the two had a coinversation. That is when Arthur knew the real nature of Freya. Freya was not the angel, the good girl that she appears or shows to the public so that they would adore her and favor her in any way. No. Freya was that cunning, clever and manipulative girl that would do everything that she can in order to get the thing that she wants. And in this case, she wants grand entertainment for herself. When Aaron still does not want to participate in Freya’s little play, she then threatened him--- blackmailed him--- that if he did not participate, then she will tell his father all of hi

Freya just sighed in her seat. She was beginning to get annoyed with whoever the princess is because she keeps making vows she couldn’t keep and end up causing trouble everywhere. She was glad that she would be able to at least help out this time because she’s a very good swimmer so before the argument gets bigger, she volunteered to go. “I will bring the mountain lilies, I just need directions because I can’t seems to remember the place” she declared and the Alpha commanded Remy to go with her.

"Tell me who owns this pussy. Tell me who you belong to." "You! Only you, Callum! Fuck... oh god, you're so big... you're stretching me so wide!" Freya's head thrashed against the cold metal of the car, her voice a series of desperate, frantic moans: "Haa! Yes! Harder, Use me!"

I unconsciously hold his hair and bit my lower lip to prevent for a louder moan when his tounge entered in. Oh my ghad! He pulled his hardened tongue in there while playing with one of his hands on my kl-toris. "Ahh ... Yes baby..fvck! .. it's delicious." I was not in my own self as I felt the gradual formation of the orgasm inside me. "Get..Ahh..out of..Ughmm..there Xenoah..I'm..fvck! .." "..cumminggg" I hardly muttered as I lifted my butt for a release.

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…

Alpha Alaric asked next, his eyes watching her suspiciously. "I am here for the girl." Freya said. "I had to wait eighteen years before showing myself." "What are you talking about?" Alpha Alaric frowned. He didn't like where the conversation was going. "I'm talking about the girl you adopted as your daughter. The one you found on your doorstep eighteen years ago." Freya answered. "How do you know this?" Alpha Alaric asked. Freya smiled before answering. "Because I'm the one who put her there, so you could find her."

Ethan said. Maisie sneered. "I want Felicia's life. Will you give it to me?" As soon as the words were out, a coquettish voice rang out, "Who wants my life?" Maisie looked up to see Felicia Green. She wore an expensive-looking outfit and was draped in jewelry. She looked… exactly like Maisie.

A familiar voice question from the other end. Celeste increased the volume of her whine. “I wish I did, dad. Guess who ruined everything for me?” “Who?” “It’s that useless Freya again. I don’t know why she came back from the dead to haunt me.” “Freya?” The other voice sounded surprised, shocked even, like he’d just mentioned a witch’s name. “That’s impossible. Freya is miles away in another city, serving dishes and cleaning tables. That pathetic girl couldn’t possibly make it to an event like that.”