Novel & Cerita Frieza Fanfiction

Freya kicked and scratched, trying to fight back in defense, but he was too strong. “You’re going to eat this,” he snarled, reaching for the tray. “Even if I’m going to force it down your throat and feed you myself.” He scared her, everything about him. Freya felt her eyes forming with tears, and she silently wished someone would step in to save her. She’d tried for the past few hours to contact Orson using a mind link, but for some reason, it wasn’t working. It felt like they’d been disconnected. “Stop! You’re hurting me,” she cried.

Her widened eyes blinked at Blaire, already knowing the answer was wanting Blaire to admit it, thereby indirectly accepting her unspoken offer to help. Freya was a nice girl; despite being of a high rank, she was like a kid in a candy store who could easily turn into a sly vixen whenever she pleased, especially when she was horny. Her aura when faced with something serious was also different, but other than that, she preferred to take on the resemblance of a child. She smiled a lot, and her fascination when presented with something new and different was almost…

Xirza muttered with a heavy heart, turning to leave the scene as Tigreal stopped him. "Have you heard anything about Freya? What happened to her?" Tigreal inquired with curiosity. "Fool! An Alpha lusting after a human girl... what a shame," Xirza exclaimed, his voice filled with disgust. Tigreal's anger flared up like a forest fire, his fangs growing bigger and sharper. His claws extended, and his muscles tensed with fury. "So it's true... I should have known you were involved!" Tigreal roared, his fangs and claws dripping with a mixture of blood and rainwater.

Now, in the present day, she found the person who would, the person who also loved her despite what she had become in her grief. “My mate, what troubles you?” His breath fanned across her neck as he nuzzled his scratchy cheek. It was slightly ticklish but she didn’t mind. “Anything and everything. I hope that we don’t fail.” “We will not fail. This will work out.” Freja sighed, her body sagging into a puddle. “I hope so.” “We will not fail. Tauric is an arrogant bastard from what I’ve been told. He makes the mistake of underestimating a dragon, especially me, the Dragon King.” His fingers massaged her arm soothingly.

It felt exactly like the stoke of his hand against her nipples. “Are you okay?” Fiona asked with a frown and Freya’s cheeks coloured guiltily. She had no business thinking such thoughts in the presence of such a little kid. “Of course. Come here, let’s go to bed.” She urged again. Freya did plan to stay awake and find Riordan after Fiona slept off but it seemed her body had other plans as she succumbed to her exhaustion and passed out. In her dreams, she heard wings in the sky, hooves coming for her. It didn’t matter that it was a dream, her terror was real and she abandoned her fighting stance, turning tail.

It stretched, frayed, threatened to snap. Her knees buckled. She clutched her head with trembling hands, her sob caught between her teeth. “It’s not true, it can’t be true-” But the Chamber did not care for truth. It only cared for belief. The more her heart faltered, the stronger the vision grew. “Break,” Skyrana whispered, flame licking against Freya’s skin like claws. “Break, give in to me, and I will set you free.” Freya’s body trembled. Her lungs fought for air that wasn’t there. The blood-soaked image of Ragnar towered above her, searing itself into her mind.

Staring at her made Vida think of how much she saw Colter in her. “I miss daddy” Freya whispered tearfully as she continued to hug her mother, “I know you miss him dearly, mother and I’m very certain that he misses us too.” “I can’t wait to tell Dante about this!” Klea said proudly, Dante was Tessa and Vergil’s grandson and they had grown to be very close friends. “Indeed?” Vida asked with a smile, Freya still hugging her from the back, “Do tell him that I miss their company very much, Klea.”

Jasper With her last scrap of power torn away,Mia decided to obliterate everything around her. She laughed with the unhinged ferocity of a she-wolf with nothing left to lose,her eyes wild with vengeful delight. "Want to know what I found stuffed in your precious Maybach?" she taunted,her voice carrying across the stunned office. "Freya's torn panties! You two rutted like animals in there,didn't you? What a pathetic excuse for a mate bond—eight years as your secret plaything,and that desperate little Gamma just kept crawling back for whatever scraps of attention you'd throw her!"

He said broodingly. “Go on, start begging! If you beg me to forgive you, maybe I’ll change my mind and take you as my wife after all. “But I’ll have you know that no one can replace Ifrit. As long as you don't bother her from now on, you have my word that I’ll be nicer to you.” “Do you think I’m some kind of pet?” Freya asked furiously. Even though this was her second life, she was still astounded by his audacity.

After a brief hesitation, she forced a cheerful tone and said, “Oh, it’s you, Adrian!” “Why? Not happy to see me?” Adrian asked. “Adrian, you must be joking. I’m delighted that you’ve made it through the spatial rift,” Freya replied. Adrian chuckled coldly. “I have no interest in lingering here with you. Goodbye.” As Adrian prepared to leave, Freya’s smile froze, and her expression hardened. She was not about to let him go. “Hmph! You brat, you’re not going anywhere!” she snapped, forming a hand seal and sending a stream of light toward Adrian.