Freya Umur Berapa Novels & Stories

I saw her face reddened like a cherry. "Yes, sir!" her soft voice stuttered and I'm becoming turned on to hear it. I climb upstairs to take a shower while waiting for Ara. I have four maids in my house. Freya is more mature and dominant. She's thirty years of age and still single. Laura, the single mom who always made me feel excited when she was the one doing the lead. She's twenty-five years old. Eden, the college student who always longing for my kiss. She's wild and addictive at sex. She's twenty. Last but not the least, my favorite Ara, she's only seventeen. She's an orphan and I took her.

To help free the witches from the grasp of the royal family altogether. A faint knock sounded at the door and I jumped. “Uh, who is it?” “It’s the maid, I was appoint to you by the king." A tiny voice spoke on the opposite side of the door and I blew out a breath. Thank the lords it wasn’t another royal. Pulling the tall oak door open, I was met with a petite girl that couldn’t be older than sixteen. Her blonde hair and bright blue eyes blended in with her gray clothing she had on. Looking at her I realized that she was my complete opposite in physics appearances. Her innocence twinkled in her bright eyes but there was pain behind them, barely noticeable.. but it was there.

She stiffly blinked her eyes giving him a short nod. " That's why I thought it would be better to not leave you or mom alone. Her aunt is really aged, almost 80 years old, and she has her own small bakery business there. If you want me to give you time, then I will for as long as you want I will wait. Just be with someone I could be assured of that you're safe." Freya dropped her eyes down to his chest utterly stunned.

I meant to call you, but I wasn't sure what time you'd land. [So, you are in Freedonia?] Instead of answering, Freya called her sister. "Yes, I am in Freedonia." She began telling Charlie what their father had done to force her into this foreign land. "Seriously?" Charlie asked. "Haha! At first, he wanted us to date when we turned twenty-five, and now he is forcing you to find a man?" "I know, right? There are still many single women out there at thirty-one! Hello!" Freya defended herself.

And when he approached the two girls that I noticed, I think my hunch is right. JD-oppa introduced Iyah-unnie and Calli-unnie to us and I really think my hunch in right. So… Iyah-unnie it is, huh? Hmm… She’s so pretty! I squealed inside. Maybe she thought one of us is oppa’s girlfriend. Her expression says it all. Her face softens when oppa said we are his sisters. I laugh inwardly. When oppa finally left, Mythi and I turn to them. “I will introduce myself again, unnies. I’m Freya. I’m two years younger than JD-oppa. Nice to meet you, Iyah-unnie and Calli-unnie!” I said and smiled at them.

Jefferson continued, "I'll protect both you and Adrienne, but you'll have to bear with it for a couple more days." "I'm happy to see that your enemies are thinking so highly of me. It proves that our friendship is strong enough for all to see," Freya said calmly. "All of us are of the same age, except Adrienne who's three years younger than us. For many years, we've regarded her as our sister. I don't want to see her being sad anymore, especially after her parents' death." Jefferson understood all of what Freya was saying. Freya added, "Jefferson, is it possible that what happened between Freddy and that woman is also staged?"

“We bring gifts, Lenore. For the banquet, of course. But also to celebrate your wisdom and strength in these… uncertain times.” Lenore gave a nod, and the stewards stepped forward to inspect the crates. Her gaze then returned to Freyah. “Tell me,” she said, her voice lowering slightly. “How old are you now?” “Twenty and six, Your Grace,” Freyah replied. “Good age,” the Queen Dowager said. “Strong, yet unspoiled. And do you believe in duty, girl?” “I do.” “To family? To legacy?” “Yes, Your Grace. Above all else.”

Ok, this just got me really scared. "I'll help clean her up. You just get on with the cooking. Aida and Alice are waiting for you". Kay walked out of the room, my daughter in her hand. Freya is a two years old girl with lots of interests and curiosity, but I have to keep an eye on her from now on.

Her thick, golden blonde hair cascaded in soft waves, and fine lines around her bright eyes added wisdom and warmth to her beauty. Adrian stood tall and confident, his well-built physique reflecting years of self-care. His long, tousled dark-brown hair framed his ruggedly handsome face. Holding the microphone, Adrian expressed, “Today is my first princess’ 18th birthday. I could not be happier for Freya.” With a smile, he turned to Freya and added, “Freya, since you are now eighteen, you can start dating -” Adrian paused and noticed Freya’s excitement. He smirked and restarted, “You can start dating when you are twenty-five.”

Letta fell silent, looking at Freya who had just finished dressing up. Freya, now 15 months old, seemed to be getting smarter. Every day, she could already say a few simple words, and it made Letta even happier to watch the little princess develop rapidly. However, the next moment, Letta's smile faded as she faced the reality they had to face in the future. Letta bowed her head, looking at her little princess who was now smiling sweetly at her.