Novel Freedom Novels & Stories

“You wanna know what we call it?” I didn’t respond. More like I couldn’t. What they injected to me didn’t just calm me down. It wouldn’t even make me move. I could barely open my mouth nor speak. It shut Jia down. ”We call it The Freedom. You know why?” He walked in front of me. I watched as his eyes sparkled. Thinking of the things that are in their plans to be made. ”It will allow us to be free from the injustices of this kingdom. To be free to do what we want without having to follow or bow down to anyone. We are going to be much stronger, quicker and powerful than that puny boy king of Vamos.”

He went back to his book and I went to my notebook and I sat down at the table in the warm lamplight of the small house above the sea and wrote the final few lines of the essay's personal afterword - the part that I had been leaving unfinished because I had not been sure yet what the ending was. Now I was. Freedom is not the absence of history. It is the presence of choice inside it. The choice to act from your own ground regardless of who is watching, regardless of who owns what platform, regardless of what story other people prefer to tell about you. I did not choose this work because it was safe or convenient or unconnected to complicated things. I chose it because it was mine. Because th

“I won't warn you twice. Follow me and you live.” Freedom sat in the air like a rumor and stabbed at me. Of course I wanted to leave. Every time I closed my eyes I saw the same images—the basement, the way his men watched me like I was property, the taste of humiliation, the sharp sting of being used—and my stomach clenched. Freedom was the only thing I had ever pictured in bright, warm colors since the day I realized the world had more than one option.

“No, don't say that. it will never happen again.” She nodded. “I know it won’t because for the first time in my life, you have finally opened my eyes to something.” “I did? Something like what?” “Freedom, Elena. You’ve opened my eyes to what I needed all these years. It wasn’t a husband who didn’t regard me, or a family who couldn’t protect me, or a sister who betrayed me. It was freedom. And now that I have a chance at it, I’m going to use it wisely. In your name, Elena.”

She promised herself that she would one day escape and go live in the countryside quietly and peacefully, alone and far away from her father and stepmother. Anna had lost her mother when she was five. She was raised by a strict father who always punished and scolded her if she made a simple mistake. He even trained her in fencing so she could win in every championship. She couldn’t tarnish their mighty family name by losing. The man who was her father never really cared about her, about what she wanted. Anna just wanted a simple life and freedom. She loved nature, she loved reading beautiful novels, and she wanted to travel and see the world. But no, he had confined her to a miserable life a

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

I was furious but stuck in a silent torment. I watched them act all lovey-dovey until I was given a second life. And this time, I finally understood—there was nothing more important than becoming the best version of myself and repaying the country.

"Okay. So what are you going to do now?" "Leave the country." "Again?" "Yeah. There's nothing left for me here." I looked at the suitcase I had packed and bought a one-way ticket to Damaria. I took everything that belonged to me, except for the birthday gift I had originally planned to give Chandler. The last time I had dinner with the Armstrongs, I'd been afraid he would think I still had feelings for him, so I didn't give it to him. Now, it was useless, so I handed it over to Duncan.

Chapter 1 – Locked Inside The idea of freedom is an illusion. We are told we are free but when you don't know where your food is coming from, what your children are learning, and how your house is powered. You aren't free because there's always someone else calling the shots.

The night scenery in Ferris was always beautiful, and my landlord and her family were very kind. However, I faced a lot of communication problems when I first came here because we spoke completely different languages. If I didn't explain myself, people probably wouldn't think that I was a divorced woman because I looked just like an exchange student. I never thought that I'd be divorced at the mere, young age of 25, either. Ever since coming here, I continued using my alias, Luna, to start over as a designer. However, this time, I wasn't going to be a jewelry designer anymore. I was planning to be a fashion designer instead.