Im Finally Free Novels & Stories

He had worked so hard to win Cici over, using every trick in the book, and now his chance at marrying her was ruined. As I watched, I couldn't help but smile in satisfaction. While they were too distracted to notice, I slipped away quietly. To avoid any further harassment from my mom, I applied for a long vacation from work. When Mom and Jake failed to locate me, they were left scrambling to deal with their debt while I happily enjoyed my time off and savored the rare peace and quiet. A few days later, I heard some shocking news from a friend. Mom was getting married. And the groom? None other than Willem, that domestic abuser. A smile crept onto my face. Willem had AIDS.

Roman said, annoyed and he walked off. ******** It has been three weeks; Eliza and Imran did not contact her. She was checking the list for this week and realized that she had to buy a lot of things for the upcoming project and she had to pay the tuition fee as well. She fetched the debit card from her bag and decided to pay the fee online. She unfastens the website and puts the card’s digits on the required filling box. She waited for a while and then a message appeared on the screen. “Your card is not blocked the expiration deadline has been passed.”

When I was little, I was poisoned by wolfsbane. My sister Fiona saved me. After that, she always said, "I saved your life. You should be grateful. Never forget what I've done for you." So whenever I had good food or pretty clothes, I gave them to her if she wanted them. When I turned eighteen, the pack chose a fiancé for me. Fiona told me, "Don't trust any man so easily. Let me check them out for you first. If they're not right, you shouldn't marry them." So she went on dates with those men on my behalf, from refined gentlemen to charming, outgoing guys. Every time she came back, she looked disappointed. "Zoey, this guy seems really shady. He's not right for you." "Zoey, this guy is all swee

Smiling. "Hello, darling wife. Surprise." "You—you were dead—" "Dead is such a permanent word. I prefer—reborn. Transformed. Free." He leaned back. Somewhere military. Concrete walls. Equipment. "I have spent six months in federal custody. Singing like a canary. Destroying crime families. Earning immunity. And now—" His smile widened. "Now I am free. All charges dropped. All crimes forgiven. I am a federal hero, Flora. Untouchable."

“We did it!” ‘Goddess above, we fucking did it. Holy shit balls of the Goddess above, we are free.’ “I, Skylar Anastasia Cross, break the ties to the Silver Mountain pack. I reject Alpha Devon as my Alpha and he can absolutely go the fuck to hell!” Pain gripped me but a single giggle broke from me as I let it wash over my body. The giggle turned into a chuckle. After a second, something in me broke and I started to laugh hysterically as the wind whipped around me. I’d been right and we were free. Free from my father. The poison. The treaty. The stupid, fat bastard Alpha. All of it. I was free. I fucking made it.

“This isn’t a mistake. It isn’t impulse. It’s awakening. I’m done being your doll. I’m done being your prisoner. I’m done being nothing.” Bill stood there, frozen, as the weight of my words crashed into him. For the first time, he realized I was not going to back down. I was free. And nothing—not him, not the Church, not the mafia, not the whole world—was going to chain me again.

Of finally getting past everyone standing in front of me scrutinizing everything that I do. *TICK* Four… Free of all the judgmental stairs and whispers, and from being the perfect princess with a certain image to uphold. *TICK* Three… Free from being wanted simply because of my title, to be responsible and trusted without all the never-ending questions. *TICK* Two… Free of all the protection measures and attempts to keep me locked away for my own safety. *TICK* One… Free to get dirty, and chase fireflies. *TICK* Zero… Free to be me.

She silently watches him go and lets out a sigh of relief when he gets out. Running through the night streets of New York with a broad smile on his face, he hasn’t felt this happy in a while. Daniel finally feels alive and free, just talking to her gave him such perks that he never imagined he would ever get. The smile his face wears is unimaginably big; he can’t describe the emotions that are coursing through his body right now.

To answer the questions that were raised in the minds of the readers, yes I'm working on a sequel. A sequel was always the part of the plan and my idea was to leave the readers to a cliffhanger to get them excited. But a lot of the readers were being critical of my decision, which is completely understandable. 'Set Me Free' was not revised so sorry for the typos, I will try to mend my mistakes as much as possible. The sequel is called 'Am I Free?' the book sheds light on what actually happened to Daniel Robinson, if he ever gets to meet Isabelle Davis. Most importantly the sequel gives the much awaited ending. Hope all the readers will enjoy the sequel, I'm still working on it but here is a

he said mocking me, they knew the meaning of it. They knew I was a Muslim. They knew it was a necessity. Yet, they did this. I fell to the ground my long honey hair falling from the bun. I tried to yank the scarf from his feet, but I couldn't. Many took off there phones recording the whole thing. While I was numb. I deceived my god. everyone saw me and my hair. everyone was laughing when I finally succeed to pull the scarf away from his feet, it dirty stained with dirt. I pulled on my head, standing only to look at Tania, a smug look on her face.