Team Free Will Novels & Stories

She silently watches him go and lets out a sigh of relief when he gets out. Running through the night streets of New York with a broad smile on his face, he hasn’t felt this happy in a while. Daniel finally feels alive and free, just talking to her gave him such perks that he never imagined he would ever get. The smile his face wears is unimaginably big; he can’t describe the emotions that are coursing through his body right now.

I was tired of arguing and just wanted to escape them both. Caleb blocked my path, grabbing my wrist painfully tight. "You're not leaving until you apologize to Sheena!" "Let go!" I cried out, struggling against his grip and desperately wishing someone would help me. Just when I was about to lose hope, Caleb suddenly released me.

The gesture was a simple one, yet it had me worried and paranoid more than one look should have. “Who said anything about a ship?” She inquired as she spun her hand into a circle above her suitcase, a cloudy gray mist emerged from her hands and in a split second the suitcase was gone. My eyes widened, and I looked back up to her. She was a teleporter. “So, who’s first?” She asked, lifting her hands up towards us. “I’ll go.” Elijah said stepping forward and I couldn’t thank him enough because I was for sure not going first. He stepped up with his bag and she did the same as she had done to the suitcase. Her hands spun above him and the grey mist appeared once more, slowly but steadily he seem

“Yeah… Why didn’t I save you? I could’ve noticed something was wrong sooner. I could’ve stopped them from locking you up. I had the power to do anything, yet I did nothing. I just stood right there and watched. I watched you die…” Logan’s voice grew lower and lower until it was barely a whisper. Then, in the very next second, he broke free from the bodyguards’ grip and lunged forward, slamming his head directly against my tombstone. Blood burst out instantly, forming a striking red flower. Logan’s limp body slid slowly down the base of the tombstone as he choked out his final words, “Eva… I’ll die and beg for your forgiveness myself.”

Then, I walked toward the door. Lawson had not lied to me. Other than not giving Judy the status of Luna and pack resources, he had given her everything else. Including his love. So there was no point in holding the ceremony anymore. I replied to the invitation emailed by another werewolf pack and agreed to take over as Beta of the powerful Southern Pack.

Therefore… Levant extended three fingers and said, “I can go with you and join your club, but I have three requests.” “Please state them.” “First of all, provide me with 24-hour bodyguard service. Secondly, build a team with me as the core. Thirdly, I’ll only sign a one-year contract with you. We only have one goal this year, which is to become the champions!” Thomas chuckled. He would satisfy all his three requests. In one year, no, in a month, Thomas would make Art Trading Corporation fall! “I agree to all your requests. Let’s go.”

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?

"You really are loyal, sticking to Luna like a shadow." Quinn's face was drained of color. He dropped to his knees in a panic. "York, I swear I've never had any disloyalty toward you!" As soon as he knelt, the men who had come with him followed suit, hitting the floor in unison. Luna, clueless, blinked at the crowd of kneeling men. Still, she pleaded on their behalf, "Quinn only brought me here, that's all. He didn't do anything wrong! Besides, I can't even use your men now?"

It was already late at night when I wearily returned home with my mother's urn. As soon as I reached the door, I spotted Nelly Johnson's high heels placed on my shoe rack. This wasn't Nelly's first time coming here. Ever since she became a senior partner at Fisher Group three years ago, she had often come over under the guise of business meetings. No matter day or night, rain or shine—nothing could deter her from her "relentless ambition". At first, I protested, but Harvey Fisher told me to know my place. He said, "You'd be the first one to enjoy the perks if the company makes money—and you're not even doing anything!"

I have never been ridden before and I am not going to let anyone bully me into it. And that is exactly what they are trying to do right now, there is 3 of them which I have not even bothered to learn the names of them if I am honest just twit 1 2 and 3 but I will give it to them they are very persistent on having their own way, but it is getting harder and harder to keep my secret.