Freya Umur Berapa Novels & Stories

The girl could have barely passed puberty. “How old are you?” he murmured while staring deep into her eyes. “Old enough,” she boldly replied. “I am aware that times have changed, and women wait longer to step into womanhood than they did in my early years, but I have no fear that Olivia is ready. She is older than I was when I bore my first child,” Freya declared with conviction, “and has already triggered her curse. I believe she will be a great asset to the cause.” Marcus turned to Freya and asked, “What cause might that be?”

Walking with Luna Helena felt like standing on the edge of a cliff. Every topic seemed to have the potential to upset the delicate balance she had just restored. With only four weeks until Freya’s ceremony I could feel the desperation in the family to make sure her recovery remained on track. “How are you feeling today?” “I am well thank you. I believe that makes you the twentieth person to ask me today,” she sighed. So she's almost fifty and still a sarcastic smartass. It gives me hope for the future I guess.

I explain to them and I see them smile. "How's baby Shan? I still can't really believe how fast she's growing!" Ereia said, and the others nodded. "Really? I didn't know that. She looks about 4 years old.". They nodded. I told them that Queen Freya and I had a conversation about their clan helping in the upcoming war. And they are happy because they know fairies skills can help a lot during battle. About a few hours passed, and they decided to go back to their rooms. Alyssa and I looked at each other.

“She’s wild and full of sass. One day, we’ll race through the forest in our wolf forms. Just you wait.” Freya laughed for the first time in what felt like weeks. “I’d like that.” Then she paused, turning to Samantha. “Hey… how old are you now? You don’t look a day over nineteen, yet you talk like you’ve seen everything.” Samantha grinned. “Wouldn’t you like to know?”

He threatened. “Yes, Dad, I will stay by the boats,” I say quietly. “Good, then stop and go help your mother.” He tells me. “Yes, Dad,” I say, put down the shield and weapons, and walk towards home. - I am Freya, and I just turned twenty. And I am the only child of the great Viking Toke and shield maiden Randi. My mother had not fought in many years, but many women who did still said she was one of the best.

“I have indeed made a breakthrough. Alex's medical skills are indeed unique.” Kenneth laughed and said, “Miss Freya, I heard that in the Exorcist Dragons, you have to get married when you reach the age of 27. Otherwise, you can only remain an old aunt for life if you miss that age! How old are you this year, Miss Freya? I think Young Master Alex is the right person and is more than a good match for you as a descendent of the Exorcist Dragons, right?” As soon as he said this, everyone looked at Freya.

Reyna patted her shoulder and gave her a 'thumbs up' before leaving. Freya looked around and felt empty. From the look of things, the entire pack was happy since it was the mating ceremony. She was this lonely because she hardly showed herself outside. She preferred staying indoors because of her shy and reserved nature. Although her wish was to be mated to someone who would become her second half forever, she didn't expect it to be this soon. She didn't want to take in the talks of her being a 'late bloomer.' it seemed abnormal that at 20 years, she was yet to find a mate.

His fingers twitched like he was trying to grab something solid, something that could anchor him. Freya’s eyes flicked over him, then to me. Before she even asked a question, she stepped closer and dragged a finger along my arm. A slow smile tugged at her lips. “I didn’t think you still remembered your way through the woods,” she said. I stepped out of her reach. “Neither did I but my beta needs you.” She shrugged and went back to Reeves, pretending she didn’t care. Typical. Her pout didn’t fool anyone. I met Freya ten years ago, during the treaty war between the witches and wolves.

Freya’s POV I am Freya, and I stole my sister’s husband before gruesomely killing her. Wait! Before you judge me, please hear my story. The day I murdered my older sister started like any other day. I had quickly rushed to the hospital because I was feeling very sick that morning. I had never really believed in miracles before, but as I now sat staring at the doctor's results in my trembling hands, I realized that maybe miracles did exist. Because I was finally Pregnant.

I could feel his breath on my neck. "You know, Freyja here is a virgin. She just turned eighteen a week ago. She'd be a perfect match for our demons. I could've had her if I wanted to, but I assure you, she's a perfect candidate." I blinked, tears streaming down my face. I never expected this from him. This was my personal information. It should have been my choice to share or not.