Mercer Frey Novels & Stories

Especially with the way Trinity had been so focused on her after their conversation yesterday. She recognized who Trinity waved at as ‘Cambridge Super Nerd’ Hardin McDonald. He was well known for his smartness, although he was called a nerd he looked nothing like one. He looked taller up close, looking really good in a blue shirt folded up his sleeves and well ironed tailored trousers, with a matching black sneaker. Hardin smiled at Trinity. Holy cow, he was coming this way and for some reason looking at her. She rubbed her arm anxiously pinching her skin to see if this was some crazy dream, but nope she’s awake.

“If anything, the only crime you’ve committed is by doing a poor job of vetting your opponents. You assumed a human was weaker than you.” “Senior,” interjected the orange Drogar, “may I?” The jade Drogar nodded, and the orange one stepped forward to continue. She raised her chin a little and puffed out her chest as she spoke. “The human you’ve been dueling is a mercenary with the callsign Freya. Her mercenary partner is Raijin, who’s standing right over there. These two are perhaps the most dangerous humans you’ve ever met. Had you known that, you might not have been so eager to jump into a fight with either of them.

Do tell Maleficus it is urgent". I manage to tell her before she turned her back completely out of my sight. Freyah was a good and talented witch, the younger sister of Maleficus. Her age is not far from him. They were old, older than me. But because of the nature's gift and her knowledge towards all sorts of medicines she have maintained her younger looking body and face. Only Maleficus does not want to alter his looks so much. Maleficus looks old but his strength is equivalent to a young wolf.He is particularly just plain and simple then he dedicated his entire life helping the people of their needs.

Mendoza begged hoarsely, crawling backward. Freya said nothing for a long time before she bolted out of the office. Acting like they wanted would only confirm everyone she was the week omega they knew. Freya didn't want to be the person who needed others to help her get revenge. If she was going to make Mendoza, she'd do it on her terms and by herself. Rose and Cleopatra glanced at each other when Freya walked out of the room. After two minutes, Rose walked up to Mendoza and kicked her slightly, “Get up. Freya just declared you free.”

They all worked as a team and spent countless hours training to perfect their techniques. Major cleared his throat and everyone immediately quieted down and stepped closer. “Ladies,” He eyed Keira. “And gents. We are very excited about the new changes that are coming. It is such an honor to have worked with all of you, and see the dedication and what we have achieved. For the first time in a long time, we have a chance to take back Meraki.

Mabel clearly didn't believe me. She sized me up from head to toe before speaking arrogantly. "I heard you quit your job at Thompson Group. What's wrong? Are you tired of being a secretary? Ready to climb the corporate ladder now? Don't say I didn't warn you. If Sean can dump me today, he can toss you aside just as easily tomorrow. What makes you think you've got anything on me besides your pretty looks?" Out of everything she said, I only really caught the word "pretty". I felt oddly flattered.

, Max said with a warm smile and an encouraging nod. Freya's heart fluttered in her chest at that statement. She was finally making strides towards success after many years. It was happening so fast. Neil Gomez, the CEO, stretched out a folder towards her. “Freya, your mentorship is complete. Chef Max has been promoted to Regional Culinary Director. We're pleased to confirm you as our new head chef, effective immediately.” Freya beamed with joy, accepting the folder from the CEO. Taking a quick peek into the folder, she could see her official promotion documents.

My name is Mercury Roderick. I have been mute since childhood. I was told by my mom that I didn't cry like other babies when she put me to bed. Instead, I had stare at her with my big baby blues, and my lips quivering slightly. Then I grasped her finger and broke into a toothless grin. Something which stunned the doctor, nurses and my dad.

Merilyn’s gaze lifted slowly back to Freya. “And you,” she said coldly, “used a servant to pry into my man’s affairs, then paraded that knowledge here like a weapon.” Freya opened her mouth then closed it. Her confidence was gone. Completely stripped. “I didn’t force her,” Freya said weakly. “She talked willingly.” Merilyn smiled. It was not a pleasant smile. “Willingly?” she echoed. “A servant speaks willingly only when she believes it will benefit her, or save her. So tell me, what was the exchange?” Her voice sharpened. “Money? Jewelry? Or something that shouldn’t be revealed?”