Lord Frieza Novels & Stories

"What help do you want from me?" "Well, I wanted to be a human." Farron gasped and swim toward Hariel and hold his shoulders. "Hariel, have you lost your mind?" Hariel brushed Farron's hand and face Ludi. The latter looked at him clearly amused. "Ah, why do you want to be a human Little Prince?" Farron looked at Ludi. Clearly didn't expect that Hariel will be exposed. No, Ludi is a Sorceror. Of course, he would know about Hariel being the son of the Atlanta Kingdom. Hariel stiffened and looked down, he was feeling shy despite the creepy atmosphere.

I could sense his worry, but I knew that it was a question that needed to be answered. "Freya was our pack member who is hungry for power," I said to him. "Such people can be dangerous," he said Leonard nodded his head, and I could tell that he was getting more concerned as the conversation progressed. "Yes, she is," I said, "Freya and her counterpart think they can easily attack our pack and go Scott-free. But they are wrong. Freya will pay for all the crimes and pain she has caused our pack members."

Pain exploded from the wound and I tried to cover up my wince but he noticed right away and pulled back. “We definitely need to get you to Zanatra and get you healed up.” His purple orbs gazed down at me and with a small smirk he stood up. “How do you plan on doing that?” I questioned and tugged at the shirt I had on. Wait.. my shirt was covered in blood. My eyes darted down to my clothes and found that I was in a T shirt and some of my shorts that were here before we left for Zanatra. “I didn’t change you, a maid did I promise.” He said as he noticed me looking down at my clothes in confusion. “ And well, Queen Fara’s bloodline didn’t stop at Elijah.”

"Let's just say I've made my share of enemies over the years. But I'm not afraid of them. I'll do whatever it takes to protect myself and my business." As they spoke, Miriam couldn't help but notice the prince's confidence. He seemed almost...smug. Like he knew something they didn't. "Prince Salim, can I ask you something?" Miriam said, her tone probing. "Of course," the prince replied. "Do you know anything about the graffiti left at the crime scenes?" Miriam asked. "The one that says 'I AM FURY'?" The prince's expression didn't change, but Miriam detected a flicker of something in his eyes. Interest? Recognition?

She opened the metal pin cemented into the floor to release the arm chains that held him flat to the floor and grunted as she pushed the large male onto his back. He was very tall and had to weigh at least two hundred sixty pounds or so. She tried hard not to gawk at his wide chest or the fact that he didn’t have on any clothes.

Before Kate could finish her words, a deep voice rang in their ears. "Fiona, you've finally returned." It was a middle-aged man in a black suit. He looked very prestigious. Fiona quickly answered, "Yes, second in command. I've successfully saved the hundreds of men that were captured by the Fire Praying Tribe." The middle-aged man was none but the second in command of Sky Hawk Organization. It was the Rank 8 Evolved One, Frederick Kong. Frederick nodded, and out of the blue moon, turned to face Lucas’s direction.

Frio almost choked on the water he was drinking from what he heard from her. "What?! Do you hear what you're saying? You called him cute?" Frio cannot express how surprised he is by the word Serene used to describe the top leader in all packs! "Why? He's really adorable. He can even sacrifice himself for me, or I say, to us?" she smirked like reminiscing about a scene in the abandoned building. "Stop that bullshit of yours, don't you ever do any bullshit until you two are in control of that body." Frio hissed, threatened her.

I lift up the small scale on the rope around my neck and stare at it. I had a name picked out for you. I wanted to teach you how to be an excellent warrior, how to use the sword and fly through the skies. I was certain you would be an Obsidian Dragon… but you didn’t even make it out of the womb before your life was robbed from you… I lean back in my seat and stare at the ceiling. Friya… She was one of the slave women I had taken after an attack on one of the Silver Dragon’s lands… a beauty who caught my attention and I had made it clear to the men she’ll be mine alone.

“Nice of you to join us, Princess. Have they locked you up in there?” A blush works its way over my face as I continue to look down at Freddy. With his blonde hair and elegant body, he is the complete opposite of Lucas. Whereas my true mate is tall, swollen with muscle, and has darker hair and a lighter complexion, Freddy is tanned and sure, he is tall, but he is more ripped and lean. Comparing the two is like looking at Jason Momoa and a thinner Chris Hemsworth.

"You puny creature, daring to question me. I should roast you on the spot!" Fredrick went flat on the ground, sweating bullets. He had borrowed some of the Dark Lord's power, hoping to destroy his enemies once and for all but he never thought the Dark Lord would come out. Nevertheless, it was a good situation for him. The Dark Lord will get rid of them himself and he would be free to start a new life with Prince Ron. Sure his form now may be displeasing to the eye but Prince Ron would accept him like that for what they had was true love.