Setting Myself Free Novels & Stories

“And you will never own me again.” The Seer stumbled back. “Impossible. That promise cannot be broken.” “It can,” I said. “When the one bound to it was never meant to obey.” My blood throbbed. My skin burned. I felt… awake. Fully awake for the first time. Elias whispered, voice shaking, “Rory… what did you do?” “I freed myself.” “No.” His voice cracked. “You freed something else too.” I looked at him.

“This isn’t a mistake. It isn’t impulse. It’s awakening. I’m done being your doll. I’m done being your prisoner. I’m done being nothing.” Bill stood there, frozen, as the weight of my words crashed into him. For the first time, he realized I was not going to back down. I was free. And nothing—not him, not the Church, not the mafia, not the whole world—was going to chain me again.

Instead I kept my gaze on the floor like a tame animal, hiding the threatening tears. “Look at me.” He placed his hand beneath my chin and forced my face up. He loosened his tie, pulling it from around his neck, and I shuddered to think what he was going to do with it yet a part of me yearned to know. “Once you allow yourself to embrace this part of you that you’re so desperate to hide, you’ll be addicted to the freedom.” “Who are you to talk about freedom?” I whispered softly, regretting the words the second they left my mouth.

"It really goes to show that who you keep around matters. Back when Gabriel was with you, he was thriving. But he couldn't tell treasure from trash, and this is how it all ended." I smiled and said nothing. Now, I was free. Neither Gabriel nor Katherine had any part in my life anymore. I would live only for myself. From now on, I would take care of myself and enjoy everything life had to offer.

In that moment, the love I had held onto for more than a decade was finally let go. We all enjoyed the meal that night. The heavy burden on my heart had finally lifted. From here on out, there would only be peace, happiness, and a life where everything would fall into place. The end.

I screamed his name, begged, gasped, clutching at the sheets, then at his hair, until release claimed me. Not silent. Not hidden. But loud. Unrestrained. As I never had before. My body shook, my thighs closing instinctively around his head, as if I could hold onto everything he gave me. When he finally climbed up to me, pressing his forehead to mine, he whispered only: “This is how you’re beautiful. This is how you’re free.” And I wept. Not from pain. Not from fear. But from release. Because for the first time, I felt not only alive… But wholly my own.

I even picked up skills I never bothered with at home, like cooking and giving massages, for him. I ignored my teachers' and parents' stern warnings, and even my best friend's frustration at my stubbornness. None of them mattered. All I cared about was staying by Derrick's side. I shook my head, pushing those memories away, and smiled at Crystal. "I called you here today because I need your help to draft a divorce agreement." Shocked by my words, Crystal immediately pulled me into her car. I listened as she rambled on, saying she would help me fight for more rights and free myself from that jerk as soon as possible. For the first time, I felt a sense of relief. Even the hurt of being abandon

For so long, I had been the one bottling up my disappointment regarding his behavior and actions, but now, the tables had turned. "I’m finally free," I murmured. A sudden sense of liberation washed over my soul. I didn't know if my decision would lead to a good outcome or a bad one and I didn't care. I only wanted to reclaim all the time I had wasted on him. Eight years of devotion, I wanted him to pay for it all. "What is it?" "Let’s do it!" "What?" "I said, let's do it!" "Are you sure?" "I'm more than sure, so let's do it! Let's make as many videos as we can!"

“Yvette, you gave up Orion. I didn’t take him from you. “Orion is such a good person. On the day you registered your marriage, I only said I needed him. I never expected him to come without hesitation. “Yes, you’re right. “He does have me in his heart. Since you don’t want him anymore, I’ll take him.” I put down the phone and looked at the endless grassland. I only found Natalie both ridiculous and pitiful. But all of this no longer had anything to do with me. I would live freely and recklessly, just like before I ever met Orion. That was who I really was.

Messages from the Alpha of the Southern Pack kept coming in on my phone, asking for my current location. He had once told me. "Monica, you shouldn't just stand behind someone. Your wolf soul doesn't belong to anyone. If you're willing, I hope you'll become my Beta." At the time, I had refused. That was because I only had eyes for Lawson. I thought becoming his mate was my everything. But now… I finally understood. What I had lost was not a male wolf. It was the self I had once abandoned. I made a call and gathered the warriors who had once served under me. I offered an enormous payment for one purpose and one purpose only.