Ml Freya Novels & Stories

She retaliated violently. “Who did you say you are?” Arthur's mother intervened in their argument. Freya bowed to her. "I am Freya, a maiden orphan from this pack," she said. Luna scowled at herself. "Maiden orphan? Who are your parents?” Freya took a deep swallow. "Her conscience is weighing in on her. She must be afraid that I am that child." She faked a smile. "I know nothing about my parents. I grew up with my deceased aunt.”

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.

Maybe I'm overeating on seafood so my brain thinks they're talking with their eyes. My mind just functioned again when Serefina's scream broke the silence. I cleared my throat causing them to turn their attention to me. "I'm sorry if this is the scenario you got here today. I badly want to explain or talk about Xenoah and I but I couldn't find any words to utter because of nervousness. All I want to clarify is that Rafael is my son to my husband. I'm sorry if you misunderstood Xenoah. " I have a long line.

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.

Freya replied with a smirk, “Work up a sweat, tire myself out so I can sleep like the dead afterwards.” “I’ve never beaten anyone up—droids included—in my life,” I said with a giggle. I could totally imagine Freya kicking droid ass despite her being eight inches shorter than me. It just goes with her image and personality. “Instead, I buy stuff.” “Typical rich girl,” she snorted. “Oh, I beg to differ,” I said, allowing myself a smug smile. “Typical rich girls can’t hold a candle to me.”

Dad insists, his voice shaking with absolute rage. “She won’t survive the human cities, Dad!” Freya fires back, her voice rising to match his. “She has no human records, no money, and no understanding of their world. This is her only real chance to become something more than an outcast.” I step off the stair, my patience entirely evaporating in the face of their shouting. “Will someone please shut up and tell me what the hell you’re all talking about?!” Freya turns to me, her expression turning completely grave, her dark eyes reflecting the flickering light of the kitchen fixture as she delivers the final truth.

He trailed off, turning to her. “Like?” She asked, paying attention to her food more. “You guys are like opposite from each other, right?” He asked, getting to know her. “Hmm, I guess. I am just here for fun.” She replied nonchalantly. “Fun?” “I am Gaimore’s Army General, Freya Morgue. I arrested them for stealing our relic but later joined after knowing Zadicus’ intentions.” She explained briefly, finished her food and drank some water. “I see. I guess you are on Huzefa’s level then, I didn’t expect it. Anyways, I wanted to know, what if one side won?” He asked, curious to know what they have entangled themselves into.

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.

Before Alejandro can speak…I open my mouth to talk. “I am Fiona.” I reply and she smiles at me. I am Freya. She replies and I gasp. Freya is the name given to someone who is a destined speaker for the gods. No one can take the name Freya except she bears the mark of the dark wolf. I cannot believe that I am standing in front of her right now. It is absolutely unbelievable and shocking all at the same time. I don’t know what to say next and she slowly smiles at me.

Sabine grumbled. There was another subfolder on Freya. It read: [Secret transactions.] When Antoine clicked on it, they discovered Freya made hundreds of anonymous donations to children with medical needs. There were other foundations too, but there were too many to go through. However, all of them suggested Freya was giving away money to help others. “That’s her secret?” Antoine reacted. There was one last folder. It read: [Freya’s guilty pleasure.] The Bellamy couple hoped and prayed they would find something—anything—to tear Freya’s name down. However, when they clicked on the folder, they learned that Freya was simply obsessed with fashion. She was the mysterious buyer of exclusive signa