Originals Freya Novels & Stories

Freya winked as she chuckled softly as she spoke, obviously teasing the young lady. Freya is a few years older than Alona, but she lost her love when she was in the age of her early twenties, and she did not find another one to love again. So, in her heart, seeing Lexy was like having a daughter of her own. She was happy to see Ethan and Lexy were happy with each other.

As if grasping at the last straw, Lupa shouted as fast as she could, "Freya ! Don't you want to get Freya back? I can help you! " My footsteps paused involuntarily, and the figure of Freya came to mind. Since she left the Nightfall Pack, she has become more and more attractive to me. Not only showing excellent design talent but also performing well at every alliance meeting. She seems to be more mature than before when she danced at the jewelry show that day. Her hair had become longer and draped seductively behind her, and her mysterious chocolate-colored eyes had a touch of flamboyant confidence and sexiness that she did not have before.

Safey said and smiled to us. “I want the red drink!” Jeselle uttered and reached to get the red drink. “Blue!” Kriselle then added, even stretching her arm into the thin air. My bestfriend and I looked at each other and shook our heads upon their giddiness. We even laughed to ourselves, seeing how one of them almost tripped on the table because of their clumsy nature. I reached out my hand to grab the green drink. “As usual, your favorite color,” Safey commented, rolling her eyes.

Freya stood up as she watched Melissa trash I between Dex and Diandra, she halted the sight of their hands near her friend Freya cleaned her tears and walked to her friend with her a sad smile “ Freya don’t do this, we can find another way, think about Lucien” “ I am thinking of them, that’s why I have to do this, I’m sorry” Freya cried out in a quiet voice as she raised her fist so fast and punched Melissa with just enough strength to knock her out before She gently puts Melissa's body on the wall, as he steeled her tears, Freya turned to the three evil hybrids that looked at her waiting, She gave one last look to Melissa as she heard Aldro’s voice call out to her “ an excellent choice my l

A shiver ran down my spine and I’m not certain it was a bad one. “Freya.” I replied straightening my spine. “Mmm… What a powerful name, Freya.” He said with small moan. My body full blown betrayed me and instantly butterflies began dancing in my stomach. “I’m sorry we met under these circumstances, Freya. I can’t fully explain it but I feel drawn to you. Did you put a summoning spell on me?” He asks. “I don’t use summoning spells.” I scoff, rolling my eyes. ”They’re timing is unpredictable and I’d prefer not to have a random monster show up while I’m in my apartment. Although somehow you’ve found me anyway?”

Raven’s POV I rested there staring at my suitcase, the clothes that were provided from the royal’s loaded inside. Cassius stood across my room chatting it up with Elijah and I had to admit, this was the happiest I’ve seen him in forever. “What about our old spot? I wonder if it’s still standing!” Elijah exploded and Cassius carried the conversation on by agreeing and hoping it was. The door to my room creaked open to an astonishing Queen Fara. Her clothing choice had consisted of a loose golden dress that flowed out around her feet, complementing her dirty blonde hair.

Freya then moved to Clara and Mia, forcing both new women down onto their knees in front of Azrael’s throbbing cock. “Worship it,” Freya ordered, her voice growing stronger and darker. “Suck Master’s cock like the worthless fucktoys you are now.” When Clara hesitated, Freya slapped her hard across the face, leaving a red handprint. She grabbed the redhead’s hair and brutally forced her mouth down onto the fat head of Azrael’s cock. Clara gagged and choked violently as the massive girth stretched her throat. Freya then shoved Mia’s innocent face against Azrael’s heavy balls, making the college girl lick and suck them desperately.

"You deserve that and so much more." I nod my head, appreciating her words but still cautious. "What about you?" I ask, tilting my head. "You said you rebuilt your life. What does that look like?" Freya leans back, her gaze distant as she gathers her thoughts. "For a long time, I just wandered, searching for my place in the world again. I tried joining a couple of packs, hoping to find belonging, but nothing ever felt right. Eventually, I realized I needed something different. So, I started my own pack. We’re not like most others, we don’t have a specific territory or pack grounds. We love the freedom of the open road, traveling from place to place. There’s something liberating about it... l

Freya's POV. Two weeks later, I remain alive. My days are either filled with touring around the Kingdom to learn of the origin and meaning of each creation, visiting the library to learn about the royals in my pack, playing the piano, learning how to brew herbal teas to stay in shape, wearing corsets to practice, having books on my head as I catwalk as I needed to walk perfectly, training my smile, or crying in my room whenever I am reminded that my mate had lied to me right from the first night we met.

Freya "I am Freya Collins, an 18-year-old she-wolf from the Midnight Pack. The pack remained unaware of my wolf existence as I lacked a discernible scent, and I had no intention of revealing this aspect to them. Raised by my adoptive parents, Dad Lucas and Mom Rica, both esteemed pack warriors, I've been showered with love and support. Unbeknownst to the rest of the pack, my adoptive parents have been training me since childhood.