Novel Freedom Novels & Stories

“We have come so far together, we aren’t ready to give it all up now. We can do this!” “For Freedom” came the answering battle cry. With whoops and hollers they ran to their stations. Katalea surveyed the group from her spot on her terrace that overlooked the water. “It was strange to feel so much dread and so much relief at the same time,” she thought. The combination left her little room for fear. She had been training for this day since she was eight. The thought of an attack from the north had been hanging around her neck like a cinder block for so long, part of her was glad to face it. If they survived this night, they could begin to live with real freedom.

The One"... I never asked for any of this! Why can't everything just go back to normal... I just want my friends back and for them to be OK. I can't make this decision, I'm not GOD!" "This is now your new normal! You have been chosen for a reason. You are "The One," and that will not change!... 25 seconds remaining. You must choose now, or you will lose the two of them!" The monotone voice coming from the red creature within Sammy's head says to her at an attempt to get her to choose. With headlights approaching in the distance, Sammy swiftly regains her collectedness as her body finally stops trembling with fear and says with an unwavering forceful tone.....

Judy was scared. She knew Lawson could do it, so she covered Samson's mouth and did not have the courage to let him continue. She feared she might not even be able to keep the life she had now. After Judy left with the pup, the scandal spread through the pack. The Beta, who had never been very loyal to Lawson to begin with, started using it to win over other warriors. Lawson waited at the church for an entire day. I did not appear. That day was enough to break him down and make him fully realize I had truly left.

"Yes! I'll give you absolute power. Anything you want, it's yours." "What I want?" I stood and walked to the window, looking down at the bustling city. "Dexter, do you know what I want now?" "What?" "Freedom," I said, turning to face him. "The freedom from being defined by anyone else's choice. The freedom to be my own." "Noelle…" "You know," I cut him off, "for the last three months, I have thanked the Moon Goddess every single day for that yacht explosion. It set me free from a gilded cage."

“Fine! I’ll go to Freedonia and deal with Kenneth myself!” She stormed out. Back at her office, she had everything investigated. When Geneva confirmed Kenneth was indeed the new majority shareholder, Freya said: “Geneva, pack your things. We’re going to Freedonia.” “F-Freedonia?” Geneva squeaked. “Do they have oatmeal over there?” Meanwhile, the inner devils stayed quiet—for now. They were conserving energy. But one thing was certain: Freedonia would not know what hit it! Inner Devil: ‘Freedonia, a country with plenty of perfect men!’

A sleepless night left me running on fumes. I was just about to make myself a coffee when a delivery guy brought in a large box of milk tea and small cakes. Then came the cheers of my colleagues. "Mr. Baldwin is buying afternoon snacks? When did he get so generous?" "Clueless! It's for Leticia's new diet. We're just lucky to get free snacks!"

Authors Note: This is the fifth book in the Harvest series. If you would like to read Harvested, Abandoned, Protected, and Groomed please do, but each story can be read as a stand alone. Jia's story will include the introduction to the next batch of Harvested Girls from Earth. NOLE POV I grunt as I complete my 93rd chin-up. My biceps are screaming and my chest feels as if it will rip in half if I do another rep, but I refuse to quit. My personal best is 97 chin-ups, and stopping short of that is unacceptable.

"You dragged me up here in February as collateral and it took you five months and a war to learn how to open your hand. I watched you learn it. It nearly killed you both times. And now you're standing at your own glass in your own kingdom trying to give away the one thing you actually want in the entire world because some broken part of you still, still, thinks you don't get to keep good things." "Zariah-" My voice, raw at the edges. "You said there's nothing holding me here." She took another step. "You're right. No debt, no gun, no cage. Naomi gave me the card on the tarmac and told me I was the freest woman in Georgia and she wasn't wrong." Another step. She was close now, close enough th

I'd heard that word more times than I could count. Obedient. Reasonable. Well-behaved. Like a cat. Like a dog. Anything but a person. "Tony's in the past. I gave him the wedding as a way to make it up to him. Don't overthink it." She patted my head like I was a pet. Just like back then. Because of one casual decision from her, I was brought to the city for school. Then Tony played victim, and I was shoved right back into a corner.

But it wasn’t enough. “What else?” I asked. Silence. Longer this time. Then. “Free.” That word hit deeper than anything else. Because that. That was the one thing I had been fighting for. The one thing I had almost lost. The one thing I had tried to build here. My chest tightened. “Define free.” A pause. Then. “Capable of choice without forced outcome.” I exhaled slowly. “Yeah…” “That’s right.” The space pulsed. Aligned.