Novel & Cerita Sister Friede Weakness

She didn't fight me, but she sensed it as well—but the feeling disturbed me more. "Talk to me love." She faced me as we were against the wall. "I can see that your equally disturbed by that." She put her hands on my shoulders. "That's my fucking sister!" I accidently snapped on her, growling too. "My sister! Freya made three of us, and yet only found that she was more convenient to use Dimitria as a weapon. She needs to die!" "I know." She knelt on a knee, trying to steady me, as tears streaked down my face. She could tell that I was getting emotional. "Did I tell you, that she is also my partner like Kait, and in that, I'm also a way affected."

"But you need to take time to mourn. If you're not in a good place, you can't support anyone else." "Frederick means a lot to me. He’s like family—my best friend, my brother-in-law, my brother," I said, trying to push aside my emotions. *I'd lost so much in a twisted sequence of events. My sister and best friend, both gone so close to each other.* "We've been through so much, but I’m not giving up. No way, no how." The steady rhythm of the monitor was a small comfort. I glanced up and saw Diego’s eyes widen in surprise. He quickly grabbed a blanket from a trunk and laid it gently over her, then adjusted the machine beside the table.

And I, personally, would rather launch myself into the ocean. “Stop looking like you’re walking toward your execution,” my sister, Freya, mutters beside me. Of course Freya sounds relaxed. She probably shifts in her sleep just to show off. I love my sister. I really do. But unfortunately, she was also handcrafted by the goddess specifically to make me feel like a potato. Freya Thornwood is petite with dark curls and blue eyes, Beta-ranked, gorgeous without trying, and terrifyingly competent. She’s the kind of woman who can pin a grown wolf twice her size during sparring and still look pretty afterward.

My head's pounding and I felt weak. Freddie smiled at me and his frequent smiles are giving me creeps. What is happening to me? He stood up from his chair and sat close to me. I wanted to move a little but I trusted him , he's my best friend. " Are you sure you're okay, Ariel?" He asked with a smirk touching my thighs. " Freddy what are you doing?" I wanted to yell at him but my voice sneak out like a whisper. " Nothing. I just can't stop admiring you. I really wish you can stop this nun madness and let me love you Ariel." What! I wanted to move far away from him but something is wrong. I felt weak like I was drugged. Wait! He drug the water?

"My sister hugged you?" Frederick nodded, finally relieved. He wanted to further explain June's intentions. Priscilla erupted in anger, "She hugs you, and you don't pull away? "A grown man, supposedly stronger than my sister, I presume? Fighting my brother is no problem, but you go weak when my sister hugs you? Clearly, you enjoyed that hug." Frederick almost choked, sputtering in frustration. How had this turned into his fault? Grace stepped forward and added fuel to the fire, "Prissy, he must be trying to sabotage your relationship with Mr. Sirius."

Then, she breathes her final words, “In any world and in any time, we will be enemies forever.” I reach out and touch Freya’s golden locks, as I have done so often in the past. She closes her eye one last time. “Freya?” She does not answer me anymore. I scoop her body up and hug her still body. Warm blood soaks my shirt but no matter how hard I hug her, it makes no difference. No miracle will occur. My sister is dead. I do not know how long I cradle Freya’s still body. But then I feel a warm reassuring hand on my shoulder.

As soon as Faye returned to the ward, Frederic eagerly approached her. "How was it? How is your sister-in-law doing? "It can't be as complicated as my condition, right? You're skilled, so you can definitely cure her, right?" In order to get Faye to treat Nadia, Frederic kept referring Nadia as Faye's sister-in-law and even started complimenting Faye. Amused, she asked, "You seem to really care about her, huh?"

Freya walked over to another table, where a guy in his twenties was seated, siping his drink . "sorry, mind if I sit down?" She asked him, politely. Oren smiled, " ohh, you can." Lyle was looking at her, while she sat down . He tried to focus his ears on what Freya and the strange dude was discussing. "I'm Freya, Freya Forsythe. " " Lucas Forsythe's sister?" Everyone knew Lucas, but few knew his sister, and everyone who saw her was always mesmerized by her beauty. He stared at her with his mouth wide open.

"I am also sorry. But I am alright now, Sol is a good boy, I know you girls will appreciate him once you begin to know him more." A warm smile formed on Freya's face. She really hoped that Sol was a good boy. There was no way she was going to let her sister suffer again. If Sol showed any signs of being like his ancestors, she didn't mind incurring divine retribution by killing him. Anyway, at her level, she could easily flee and create her own pocket dimension. She was Freya Asmodeus. In terms of pure power, her sister, Kali was superior to her, but, out of the four Ouroboros, she was the trickiest to deal with.

We were happy, so blissfully happy and without worry; I even found someone called my soul mate! Then my little sister, my little maus, Frigga, died in a plot to overthrow Fenriz, and my world came crashing down. She was my reason for living, the reason I remained strong even though I wanted to break down and give up on life. I lived for her, and she died for nothing.