I Found Me The Fray Novels & Stories

Xoxo Soph. I look over at my phone and the clock it's not even five in the morning. “What the heck?” I said out loud. I throw the covers off of me, and I put my sneakers on. I throw on a sports bra, and I brush my teeth. Within ten minutes, I am coasting on the treadmill. Music is blasting in through my ear pods. Demot (See Yourself in my eyes)” by Fred Again starts playing. It's this random Indie EDM song I came across one day during a Peloton class. It pretty much says the same thing until these few lines I love. “Fall in love with someone that enjoys your weirdness, Not someone that tries to talk you into normal.” And then Elliot stumbles through the doors. “Perfect timing” my su

I know I should tell them where I'm going but I just need to be alone for a while. Drake and Archer find me at the park an hour later. Not sure if my family realized I was gone this late or they were giving me time to cool off. I'm trying to perfect the forward flip off the ramp but I'm having a hell of a time perfecting it. I can't land it, not once.

I could only hope right now that we are found soon. &&&

I couldn’t continue bearing the awkward silence so I spoke up- “Who- who are you looking for?” I wanted to sound confident but ended up stuttering. She didn’t say anything but kept her gaze on me. Something was off; she seemed to be frozen. A small smile began to settle on her face as her eyes slowly moved from my face down to my feet.

"The dreamcatcher holding the sleeping King was in danger of being torn apart." The definitive sound of Purl screaming "fuuuuuuccck" nearly pulled Tarsi out of his trance. "Get it together, Tarsi! There's too much for me to reconnect. You have to focus. Undo the Fray." "Purl got an idea." Tarsi made himself feel each word even if other, not chosen, words were slamming into him like razor blades. "Frog's aura had touched the dreamcatcher. Maybe he could..." Tarsi screamed in agony, not looking like he could continue creating the words he wanted any time soon.

Still, I could not shake off the dizziness and blurriness. “Hey, Fray, are you okay?” I heard Matt’s worried voice before I saw him -- well, the blurry version of him -- filling my vision. “Fray!” I could no longer see him as my body gave away and the last thing I heard was a loud thud as my head hit the floor. Autumn POV

Slowly, my eyelids felt heavy and I started closing them slowly. When I woke, I was in a strange room alone. A white sheet draped over me and the thing under me felt vaguely like a mattress. Searching my brain for a plausible answer as to where I am, the crush suddenly flashed in my mind. Seating up on the bed, I throw my legs over the edge of the bed and scoot forward to stand. The pain in my ankle is still evident as I slowly walk around the bed searching for the bathroom. The first door I open instead leads out to the hallway and faintly I hear someone talking. Relief floods me at the realization that I got my hearing back.

Matteo I gripped the armrest tightly, observing Britney swiftly closing in on Freya, and anxiety began to gnaw at me. A sigh of relief escaped me as my mate skillfully evaded her. However, the relentless onslaught from Britney persisted, effortlessly dodged by Freya. As the skirmish unfolded, my concerns for Freya diminished; she strategically used her intellect, giving me confidence that she aimed to tire out her opponent and strike back when necessary. It seemed she was the type of fighter who valued precision over wasting energy on unnecessary hits.

“I’m shielding you from it but it will get worse. We need our mate.” “We don’t need anyone!” She growled. She was in pain because of him, everything became fucked the minute she laid her eyes on him. It would all go back to normal once she killed him. She couldn’t wait for Aremin to do it either, she must do it herself. Exhausted, she collapsed into sleep and into the waiting arms of her dreams. ~~~ “Mama! Look what I found!” Freya ran inside cradling the frog in her cupped hand.

“Well I’m unpacked now and going to eat the lunch my roommate has made for us, I’ll make sure to text daily” “Okay love, I’m glad you’ve made a friend already I hear the nobles can be a lot to handle, speak soon” “Byeee” I hang up my phone and make my way to the lounge. Lila made fajitas for us, my favourite. Now I know I’ve been able to make one friend here it should make my time a little easier.