Freya Ravenna Novels & Stories

Raven promised to give them as much time as needed and not force anything. Raven walked over to Lonan. "This is Freya, a spoiled little girl who will be a handful when she grows up. And that is Alrix—a boy, I'm sure, will be as handsome as I am." Gia responded to the introduction with a snort. Besides swearing, narcissism might be another prominent trait of Raven. "You look happy... pleased," Lonan murmured as he looked at Freya, who was also staring at him. Watching Freya's inquisitive eyes studying him, a smile slowly spread across Lonan's lips.

“The moon goddess…” "The moon goddess has forgotten you,” Thorne said. “How… How could you do this?” The words came out broken. I hated how small they sounded. " After everything you promised me. After…” Thorne pulled the car door open for Ravenna. Ravenna stared back at me and smiled. “Go home, Freya," he said, without looking at me. “Stop embarrassing yourself. You should be grateful I didn't reject you publicly, at least this way you still have your title”

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

“I have the power over the seasons, and the weather. I can only control small areas right now, but I can practice and get better at it.” “Oh… So you are not a demon half breed…” What? What did Jamira mean? “No… I am a crossbreed of an angel, and human. My mother is Horae. She did not want me though. She said I was a mistake. Please do not tell Layla I am not a demon… Or the girls… I don’t want to be left.” “Do you know Layla is a princess who is half demon, and angel…” Jamira grabbed the pitcher, and poured Tempest a drink.

She’s taller than I am, maybe due to the fact that she was clearly an alpha, and has a perfectly curvy figure. “Hi, you must be Freya. Welcome to Crescent Moon Academy!” She stretches out her slender hand in my direction and I take it instantly. Everything about her, from her stance and posture speaks volumes on a true Alpha female and everything I wish to be. It literally oozes from her - the sophistication and class, the overwhelming pressure of her superiority. “She’s the daughter of our greatest benefactor to the school and the future Luna of the Blood Moon pack. She’s also your roommate for the year.”

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

I was about shooting him before she did but she is too fast. "Jeez, Noah don't tell me she is the person you fell in love with, She is so scary and look like a devil" Riya said terrified by Freya bloody look and there is one thing that got me more shocked, she was dressed like a boy too although i failed to realize that not untill now. "You can call me Devil, That's who they made me" Freya gritted her teeth fearlessly,she has become more brave and fearlessly, Her change really got me shocked.

“See which category he falls into. If he starts hearing things or sensing emotions, or if his strength grows unnaturally fast… you’ll know.” Lyra nodded slowly. “I never imagined… this legacy. This bloodline.” There were tears in her eyes, but not of fear. It was tears of admiration stemming from the new knowledge she had gotten. “It is a beautiful gift,” I said softly. “But it is also a burden. That is the truth of women like us.” “Are there others?” she asked. “Others like us?” “In different packs, yes,” I replied. “They protect and honor us. There are small circles, covens even that train and support each other. I have a few contacts. Quiet allies. I’ll introduce you when it’s safe.”

Her wrists were bound in chains far too heavy for her size. Her dark hair was tangled and dirty, falling like shadows across her face. But then she looked up. Her eyes—those impossible, wrong blue eyes. They met mine in an unwavering manner. My heart slammed once. Then again, too fast, too loud. My wolf went completely still for the first time. Then it howled. Mate. When I finally found my voice again, it came out horse. “Who is she?” Ronan stepped forward, clearing his throat. “My king. She’s is Princess Ravenna, the daughter of Alpha Varyn. She… she is known for not having a wolf of her own, and of being weak and defenseless.”

They look just as drained as I feel—it’s been a long day, made even longer by Nyx’s surprise visit to the Astral Plane. And now I have to tell Nate what she said. What she made possible. Beside me, Jamal beams with pride. “I present to you—Freya Agawa, High Priestess of the Maiden Coven.” My siblings explode in cheers. Amethyst is jumping, clinging to Axel. Finnegan is howling. My parents are hugging each other, beaming. But it’s Nate who runs to me, scooping me up and spinning me in a blur of motion and laughter.