Kratos X Freya Novels & Stories

Freya Rose As I sat down on the couch, I glanced over and saw Tristan talking to himself while making two coffees. He turned around to me and smiled, then got his phone out of his pocket and put it to his ear. “Tyler?... Because Freya's here now and I want her to hear everything. I'll ring you from now on, whenever she's around, instead of mind linking, okay?” He winked at me, then finished off the coffees.

“Because whenever people betray you they will always be caught. They will always be on your leash. And they can work for free. Because now they fucked up their first chance. So this second chance is them trying to buy back their freedom. “Now here’s the kicker. They don’t know when they’ve bought their freedom back. You might tell them after two jobs, after ten jobs, after twenty jobs. Who knows? But it’s when the boss tells them they are free that they are free. Do you understand now?” He nodded. “Now how about you leave me and let me handle my affairs.” He bowed. Before he could leave, I stopped him. “One more thing.” He turned to me. “Have you caught wind of Freya? Your spies, have they s

Hestia saw Freya’s eyes the colour of blood— bloodshot from crying so heavily and her eyes still reflecting that want for revenge, only, it was overwhelmed with shock, confusion and pain. A lot of pain. “I trusted her. I considered her as a mother…. How could she…” Freya said in between her sobs and hics. She looked at Hestia and she could only look at Hestia too, shedding a tear. Hestia can feel her pain, she can see her pain and she wants to do something to ease her senior’s pain. And she only knows the best right thing to do now is to hug her. And so, Hestia slowly leaned to Freya,her hands open wide and welcoming Freya into her hold and she collapsed into the arms of her junior. Slowly t

Tristan said under his breathe with a huff. Lord Kys pulled out a bejeweled weapon from beneath his cloak and handed it to Trix. One jewel shone bright and reminded her off the one within her pocket. She gripped the hilt and attempted to open it but Lord Kys placed his hands over hers and shook his head. “Not here,” he whispered. “And for you young edor,” he said to Tristan, who stiffened comically. Trix’s eyes widened then narrowed. What was an edor? Was that his name? It was most definitely an odd one.

Xavier said with a twisted smile. Freya glared at him, fury bubbling despite her weakness. “Where are my children?” Xayden smirked. “Safe. For now. Unlike you.” “You’ll regret this,” she hissed. “We already did,” Xavier snapped. “Regretted letting you go. Regretted letting them have you. But not anymore. We’ll take back what’s ours.” Freya spat blood onto the stone. “I was never yours.” “You were fated,” Xayden said, stepping closer. “That means forever.”

she scoffed, flicking her hair over her shoulder, and looking at me like I was the idiot. Did the poor pup think that she actually stood a chance against me? That would be adorable. “How very wrong you are. There are two Alphas. There is Alpha Xander, and there is Alpha Kai. Both counterparts to one another yet individual in their own rights. So, which Alpha is the one who is claiming me as their wolfless bitch charity case?” Freya stood stiffly with her lips pressed into a straight line. She was pissed that I called her out on her bullshit. Well, she started this, but I would certainly finish it.

Soundlessly, she breached the island's security system and sent an encrypted distress signal. … Three days later, in the dead of night, Freya stood at the cliff's edge. The wind off the sea roared, snapping the hem of her skirt. Footsteps hammered up behind her. Xavier had arrived with a team at his back. He rushed over, his face drained of color. "Come with me, princess!" Freya glanced at the guards closing in and laughed. "Xavier, are you afraid of heights?" Before he could react, she yanked him along and leaped off the cliff. The sea churned below. She'd long since picked out footholds along the cliff face.

Leonarya dropped the fork on her hand, and glared at Yodah, who for the first time wasn't concerned about her heated gaze. Hadn't the woman seen that her daughter had jerked away from her subordinate? She should be glaring at the pervert, not at him. Freya forced calmness into her slender body. Emotions were running far too high for her to remain unscathed. "Release him." She said through the mind path. Silence answered her. Even with the girl behind him, desperately working at the Heimlich maneuver, Kyran fell to his knees, his lips blue, his eyes rolling back in his head, unable to use his magic, paralyzed.

You came early. Freya adjusted her grip slightly. I wanted to start. He looked at her quietly. Good. Silence settled between them. Not uncomfortable. Not heavy. Different. Freya slowly lifted her eyes. Where do we start Alpha Kael folded his arms. Control. Her face tightened slightly. That again. You keep saying control. Because that is your problem. She looked away. No. My problem is people trying to kill me. A small smile appeared briefly on his face. That too.

Freya: [I’m at your desk. What’s the password to your computer?] Kenneth: [Your birthday, plus two asterisks.] Freya, “...” Inner Devil: ‘You are technically the key to everything in his life.’ Freya: [Where can I find information about your employees?] Kenneth: [Company employee access portal. WrightCode Global Intranet.] Freya typed in the website and entered her birthday as his password. And, she logged in.