Liberdade Novels & Stories

Jenifer said looking at her mom "Get to bed Jenifer. You always have things to do. Gossip things" her mom said and she sluggishly off the computer and went to bed. "And make sure you don't use your phone," her mom said again and left her room. Immediately, she turns her phone on in the blanket and started sending a text to her friends. Sometimes when we give our children so much liberty that, in time, at a certain age, we are not able to control them anymore. That time had long expired. That is why it is good we watch our kids grow and get to know them.

"I really don’t care about being harassed and detained, JC, as long as it’s for truth and country.” “I was wondering . . . what’s ‘charity’?” “Charity is our code for the cause, the cause of liberating the country from repression.” “And what’s Freedom?” “Well, we have pseudonyms. You’ll meet him as soon as we arrived.” “And you’re Wells Fargo, aren’t you?” “Right,” he said nodding.

Kayla's Pov: So let me tell you a little about myself: For as long as I can remember I have been alone, it has its benefits but mostly it can be so dam lonely, do not get me wrong I love living in the woods I feel so free, and I'm not one of them horses that are so proud of them self although I know I am something worth looking at, but Sadler that is not a good thing as it mean I attract so much attention to myself which I do not need or want.

There is no debate for free. 16

Sammy thinks as she follows "What else can if do?...and wait, ya'll have names?" "The possibilities are truly endless, Samantha!" the red being answers her and continues on, "Of course we have names.... But .as I stared previously, ZEUS is a fully interactive, artificial intelligence that allows you to manipulate the holographic image in any way you'd like! if you want to see a particular detail in a different angle, all you must do is simply use your hands. You can act as if you are holding the entire image and simply rotate your hands in the direction you would like to see, or if it's a smaller detail you would Like to examine, you can simply point to that area, it will separate from the l

"I will not hurt this innocent man, father. Are you insane? Look at these people. They're suffering! Let them go." The king chuckled, "Do not speak to me like that, boy." "Boy? Father, if anything you're the boy. I'm a man. A man has respect, a BOY doesn't really understand the true meanings of that word. A man sees what he wants and earns it, a BOY sees what he wants and tries to take it." Damien spoke, shocking everyone. He then turned to the man on the floor and kneeled down. "Sir, as of today, you are a free man. I will give you food and water, new clothes and a cottage." Everyone gasped.

Luke marveled and Miles seconded with a grunt, since his mouth was completely full. "I was talking about the view and the weather, not the food, stupid. The sun feels so great, especially after the first week of school. The tension is literally melting from my body." Linda dropped back down to her towel to soak it all in. The sun had always been her favorite thing. Feeling the heat and warmth it radiated always gave her a sense of inner-peace. She had spent many afternoons in Central Park while living up north, but nothing could compare to the feel of the sand scratching your toes, the sun prickling your skin, and the surf rolling in your ears.

embodying the harmonious energies that Limah channeled to maintain equilibrium within the interconnected realms. In Rome, the sons of Liberty felt a cosmic surge of empowerment as they entered the Nexus of Ascendance. Conversations among cosmic liberators were charged with determination, with simple words like "cosmic empowerment" and "transcendent liberation" expressing their commitment to fostering freedom and justice across cosmic civilizations.

The weight of those two words encapsulated the enormity of his newfound reality—a life devoid of liberty, ruled by iron bars and confined spaces. As he stood in the desolate cell, the phrase echoed within his mind—a bitter farewell to a life once defined by autonomy and choice. The harsh reality of his confinement settled upon him like an oppressive cloak, a poignant reminder of the freedom he had irretrievably lost. "Goodbye freedom," he whispered again, his voice a mere murmur in the sterile confines of the cell. It was a farewell to the open skies, the bustling streets, and the autonomy that now felt like a distant memory.

Caesar looked into Lola's eyes, "I will mark you permanently, Lola, I am your Alpha." "I promise to take care of you." "To give you... and your people, the freedom you desire." Lola only heard this much, she was too tired, her eyes blackened, like a passenger plunging into the sea, falling straight into a deep, pitch-black dream. -- What is the freedom that the Asti people long for? -- Freedom to read, freedom to move, freedom of speech, freedom to work... self-determination, self-consciousness, responsibility for oneself. Lola covered her head.