Freya Winters Books Novels & Stories

It was only later that I decided to separate Freya's story as a standalone. You can also read about Kenneth's grandparents, uncles, and aunts in the Wright Family Series. They have all been completed. Please find them below: Book 1: Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return Book 2: I Kissed A CEO And He Liked It Book 3: Flash Marriage: A Billionaire For A Rebound Book 4: The Devil's Love For The Heiress Book 5: I Fell For A Boy His Daddy Was A Bonus

Freya’s POV I slept alone again, and I woke up alone again. Nothing changed. Nothing at all. Just like yesterday. But it was different… at least he informed me. He told me where he was going and why. A man that explains is very important. I read that in a book too. And the best of all… He gave me a necklace and a guard to look over me. I went to my shelf and picked up the box of the necklace. I opened it and touched it again while smiling.

I think everyone in the room was eager to find out what Freya wanted to tell us as well, because all of us had been watching us with teeth-gritting patience, without uttering a single word. She walked over to the table and laid the book down on top on top of the wood. All of us leaned down to look at the page, unable to figure out the writings in Latin. But one thing was extremely clear. The image on the pages…it was that of a naked woman in the middle of the forest. Her long hair swayed in the wind, covering her privates and the artist had made her look incredibly beautiful. However, none of that got our attention immediately. What got our attention, was the most prominent feature in the wo

he asked while he stroked my hair. “Yeah,” I managed to spit out between sobs. He held my shoulders and gently pushed me forward so that he could gaze into my eyes. “Freya. Your eyes have gone weird again.” He placed his hand onto my face, then brought his face uncomfortably close to mine to inspect my eyes. I could see that his face was filled with fascination as he stared deeply into my eyes. “They really are amazing and beautiful Freya. It's like they're alive, the white circles around your pupils are lit up and they dance around like the northern lights,” he said in complete awe.

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.

Freya looks like she’s drowning in her thoughts again and I don’t know what’s running through her mind, maybe she’s still thinking about her dream. "Is it okay if I tell Lincoln about your dream, mate?" I asked Freya causing her to instantly looks at me with raised brows. "He loves reading books, especially ancient books about werewolves. I just thought what if he knows something about your dreams?" I explained to her. "Okay," Freya replied sparingly.

Freya's POV My abilities were tested, from my courage down to my integrity. As the Beta’s daughter with no wolf, i had always been forced to prove myself in other ways. Now… I had no name, no pack, no identity. Only survival. “Get this done and stop the sluggish movement.” The owner of the bakery, Mr. Hale, didn’t bother to look at me as he barked the order. His voice cut through the early morning noise of clanging trays and boiling pots.

“I do not shape the law of the stars, Alpha. I only read them. If you would protect her, then you must prepare for what is coming.” I steadied myself, though my heart hammered against my ribs. “Tell us everything. Tell us about her… about why she’s tied to me.” The elder leaned back, the shadows of the hall deepening across his face. His voice lowered, ancient and grave. “Freya was once a priestess of the Moon Goddess. She turned against her when power tempted her, hungered for dominion beyond the veil of death. When she was cast down, her body was caged in a vessel of iron and bone, hidden where even gods would not tread. Her spirit was left to wander, feeding only on fragments of fear, whi

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

"How'd you get in here?" "The door was unlocked and I stole Mr.Byers key last year." Mr.Byers was one of the janitors. "How did you?" "Mr.Fletcher gave me the key last year for a project, I never gave it back." I told him bluntly before turning and looking back out the window. "It's the best time of the year, you know, when the ground is covered with snow but not so much snow that you can't walk through it without your socks getting wet." Dallas spoked softly as he slowly started walking towards me. My back was towards him.