Freyja Lothbrok Novels & Stories

“Then we cannot rule based on your belief.” Leo’s patience finally snapped. “So you’d rather destroy an innocent woman?, I am trying to save my wife after I finally know the truth.” “Freya suffered because of me.” He continued. “ And I refuse to let her suffer again.” He pointed towards Caroline. “That woman manipulated my life.” Caroline burst into tears. “Leo please…“I’ve never forced you to love me. I only wanted our child to have a father figure in his life.” She looked toward the elders. “I don’t want Freya’s title. I don’t want anyone’s pity, I just want my baby to be protected”

He questioned, looking displeased. “That's none of your business. Now, I don't have to deal with your shit anymore.” Freya uttered and turned to leave. “If you ever happen to come back here, I swear it, I'll make it really difficult for you.” The dwarf threatened with so much anger. Freya only gave him a middle finger while walking. She was just so happy that she had retrieved what she came here for successfully, and her journey back to all the places she had passed was made easy which was something she never thought.

"Lying? Then let's do a DNA test if you dare, you filthy slut." He pointed a shaking finger at them all, his voice dropping to a quiet echo of damnation. "Helen's child was to carry the Hurst bloodline! You killed my child!" With that, he grabbed a vase from the table and hurled it in their direction. Chaos erupted in the hall as screams, shouts, and cries flew in every direction. Francis and Bella clutched the shrieking Kate and the crying newborn, fleeing in panic. Maria and Darius, faces dark with dread, stumbled out behind them.

Freya's POV In the cold embrace of the room, I finally sat on the floor, looking her in the face. A skillset my father taught me. Your enemies can't lie if you know how to detect their lies. Look into their eyes. " What do you want from me?" I asked her. She sighed, eyes looking at me with such small precision, like she was the predator, and I, the prey.

"Don't you see? We both know that's not real." "It doesn't matter what I see!" she shot back, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and something else. "I won't be a part of some… some curse-breaking ritual! I have a life, Lucas!" Her words hit me like a physical blow. A life. Her kids, the warmth I'd seen in her eyes when she looked at them. The guilt that had been simmering within me boiled over. **** As I stepped out of the shower, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. The full moon was approaching, and I knew what that meant. It was the night when Freya, the Norse goddess of love and fertility, was said to roam the earth, seeking companionship.

"Damon, I love you." He pulls away like my touch burns. My heart splinters. "Duty surpasses love, Freya." My world stops. Watching him walk away, I sob alone in the garden, surrounded by the roses that suddenly seem to mock me with their perfect blooms. “MoonGoddes please send me my wolf” I mutter the silent prayer to myself. ******** Now the compound brims with guests here to witness their next Alpha's union. Lanterns cast a warm glow over the gathering, the scent of ceremonial herbs burning in copper bowls mixing with the evening air.

when he says this, a pained look crosses his eyes and he shakes his head. “What do you mean by bloodbath?” I ask, confused. “Nothing goes down without your say so.” “That’s the way it should be, but two of the warriors directly under Freyja thought they were carrying out my will. They found and murdered all the rebels and killed the kidnapped pack warriors under Bjorn. Only for me to find out they were all Bjorn's last remaining family members. I have a feeling this is his retaliation; he’s come for Kaia knowing she’s my direct family.”

She danced through the chaos, her movements fluid and precise, her fangs and claws striking with deadly accuracy. Freya, torn between her lost memories and her allegiance to the Dark Moon's Pack, fought with a mix of confusion and strength. Her once-golden fur now adorned with streaks of silver, she stood as a symbol of both strength and prowess. Her purple eyes blazed with a fierce resolve as she faced her former allies, her fangs and paws slashing through the chaos with a hint of hesitation.

But Dex was fuming now as he paced to the bed and held her forearm with anger “ listen here and listen good, you better tell me where and when she left, or else when I find her, I will make sure to peel her skin slowly and painfully right in front of you and you will be in the front row seats watching her every scream ” He threatened Freya, but Freya looked back into his hollow gold eyes and gave him nothing but a look of contempt, “ go, too, hell.” She spat “you better fucking let go of me, you know Aldro doesn’t like me being touched And we don’t want a misunderstanding do we?” She threatened with a snarl The once scared girl he met in the woods was gone, she was a warrior and someone who

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.