Liquid Freya Novels & Stories

“So what kind of power does Freya have?” “Your power is that of the light; it falls under creative.” “Then, if I can master it, I can turn it into transformative-illusive; I can create decoys?” “Yes, but mastering powers take several lifetimes.” “But Freya had already lived a thousand ones. She would have already mastered that skill by this time...” “Of course, but that is Freya. You are Shia, and that makes all the difference...” “Ah, I get what you mean... Then, I need to awaken her, right?”

"I need something that will work. Something that can't be interrupted or prevented." "Desperation." Freya's tone carried something I couldn't quite identify. "A dangerous foundation." "It's not desperation. It's determination." My hands curled into fists. "Kael deserves to see clearly. The pack deserves a proper Luna. Everything I'm doing is to correct an injustice." "Of course it is." Freya pulled a vial from the shelf—larger than the first, filled with liquid that shifted like smoke under glass. "This is more... permanent than the last."

Blood spurted out from his wound in copious amounts. And he would have screamed in agonizing pain, had his head not been cut off as well. Freya leaned up on one of the terminals and panted as her stamina recovered. All around her were dead Prophets cut up or shot to pieces. Their blood dripped down and pooled where they lay. “Gimme a few to catch my breath,” said Freya. “Don’t know what we’re gonna find in Central Command, and I wanna be in top shape.” And to her surprise, her stamina filled up much quicker than normal. She looked inward momentarily, and saw Azrael’s concoction in her system. It was a cocktail of multiple biocatalysts that helped increase her output overall, assisted by a sm

I needed to drink some water. I walked to the kitchen and took a glass and poured some water from the jug in it. It quenched my thirst almost instantly. I happily went back to the living room where I found Faryah majestically walk down the stairs. I stared at how beautiful she looked in the dress. It was a royal blue flay dress with a some shiny patterns and an average length train. There were some ruffles from her stomach that had a lighter shade of royal blue and they stopped a little above the knee. The flay and full part of the dress were decorated with flowers and glitter. She looked so pretty. Her sleeves were long and her white scarf was styled perfectly. Her scarf had a shiny silver

"Yes, and since you don't remember me I'll gladly introduce myself to you once more." "I am Freya, the leader of the healers who reside in Hephalis,home to the mighty beast who soar above the limitations of mortals, my dear Skye," she uttered, and the lights suddenly flickered on and off, as a huge shadow casted down on the wall. And in front of me, was the same woman I was talking to seconds ago, but this time, she had a pair of huge fiery wings. What the hell is happening? Is this another nightmare?!

To the side on the left, sat Lizara and Virenna, conversing about things he couldn't understand. Freya stood next to a 10-tiered wooden shelf, balancing on the balls of her feet as she attempted to retrieve an earthenware bowl from the 7th tier. After successfully fetching it, she went down on one knee and placed it on the ground. She took a stoneware jar and from it poured a sweet-smelling pink-coloured oil into the bowl to the halfway mark. Rising to her feet with the bowl in her right palm, she headed to the shelf once more. There was a bottle which she set eyes on, but it was situated above the 10th tier.

Freya just sighed in her seat. She was beginning to get annoyed with whoever the princess is because she keeps making vows she couldn’t keep and end up causing trouble everywhere. She was glad that she would be able to at least help out this time because she’s a very good swimmer so before the argument gets bigger, she volunteered to go. “I will bring the mountain lilies, I just need directions because I can’t seems to remember the place” she declared and the Alpha commanded Remy to go with her.

As long as he wasn't planning on doing anything drastic to Aithan. I had already gotten rid of Luca by sending him to X country. It was a bribe to get him as far away from Aithan as I could manage, and he didn't question it. He was so greedy he didn't think about my motives for sending him to a far country. “Alex?” Ryder called my attention back to him. I cleared my throat. “Aithan is different. He's kind and caring, and he loves me for who I am. He doesn't try to change me or control me. He just…accepts me.”

Brianna joined in to help her sister, but I had Tracy in a tight lock and I wasn't going to loosen up even if the world was ending. Unfortunately, my anger was short-lived. I fell back as a cold and thunderous voice rumbled through the air. “What in Gaia's sake is happening here?” Her voice cut through my bone line razor sharp blade. Her heels clicked on the floor, pulling an unnerving cloud of fear with her. “Lena, you'd better have a perfect explanation, or I'm gonna skin you alive for trying to harm my daughters!” She snapped.

It was love, or at least as close to love as someone like Mason could get. And it had never, ever been for her. Lyra's hand moved unconsciously to her pocket, to where the small pouch of herbs rested. Wolfsbane and silverleaf. Protection against persuasion and influence. Had Mason been using the mate bond to control her feelings? To make her more compliant, more trusting? Or had she simply been a fool, seeing what she wanted to see instead of what was really there?