Vampire Diaries Freya Novels & Stories

she reiterated in a calmer tone, her heart aching as she confronted the fear in his eyes. "I am me, Dayton. I am Freya, an Ancient vampire who's lived over two thousand years. I've walked this world for millennia, leaving a trail of defeated enemies in my wake. I have fought immeasurable odds and have always been the last one standing at the end. When we were attacked all those years ago, they tried to kill me with their bullets and I took them out because they were threatening what was mine to protect. They were trying to take you from me, and they paid with their lives. I am more than capable of judging a threat and dealing with it accordingly. You appear to have forgotten that, my mate. Y

She hissed. I yanked my hand free. “Save it, Isabella,” I snapped, then broke into a run. I followed Theron’s scent, weaving through the back doors and out into the garden. There, beneath the lanterns hung above the rose arch, Theron stood face to face with Kaiden. “I need you to know who she truly is.” Kaiden began. “Freya used to be my girlfriend until we broke up after she found out about my relationship with Isabella.”

Can barely breathe. "Because I didn't want to scare you," she continues. "I wanted you to trust me. To love me. To come here willingly." Her eyes meet mine, and I see genuine sadness there beneath the terrible power. "But you've ruined that now. So let me show you exactly what the First Blood can do." She releases my throat and shoves me backward. I fly through the air—actually fly—and slam into the stone floor so hard stars explode across my vision. "Yara!" Ares roars, charging again.

“I’m doing it because I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if something happens to you. The reason is because you remind me of Penelope way too much.” Freya’s fork paused mid-air. She didn’t know if that hurt. He was doing it solely because she looks like his long dead lover. “I don’t want pity.” “You’re not getting pity,” he snapped, not unkindly. “You’re getting honesty. Whether you like it or not.” Their eyes met again. Freya couldn’t look away this time. “I will go now. Try not to get in trouble. Your strength and boldness is admirable, Freya. But for someone of your status, who had also admitted that she was a werewolf hunter, you would only get yourself killed.”

she said softly, but her voice wavered slightly, betraying her uncertainty. Xavier crossed his arms. “It’s fine, but just… be careful.” Freya nodded, keeping the small box close to her chest. “Did you see the way she apologized?” she asked quietly. Xavier nodded slightly. “I saw.” “She even gave me a gift,” Freya said, almost to herself. “This is the first time someone has given me a gift.” Xavier looked at her for a moment and whispered something in his mind, how I wish she really knew the person she's smiling with.

~Ⓐ︎Ⓘ︎Ⓓ︎Ⓔ︎Ⓝ︎ Ⓘ︎Ⓢ︎ Ⓐ︎ Ⓢ︎Ⓝ︎Ⓘ︎Ⓣ︎Ⓒ︎Ⓗ︎~ "So, Freya. This rogue, he was only eyeing the training members? Did he seem to be contacting someone? Or maybe anyone else was there?" Freya shook her head. She was a woman in her middle 30s. Brown hair and blue eyes. She was an Omega mated to a vampire named Kave, who also became a part of my pack. "He was alone and only kept an eye out, didn't seem to mind-link or anything." "You didn't see anything unusual about him? Are you sure?" She thought for a moment then suddenly her eyes widened. "He had one of his legs patched up and was limping. That's all."

she said. My jaw dropped in shock. Freya had changed so much after she left the pack. She has a baby already for Arnold and is pregnant yet again. I was so frustrated on seeing how happy she had become in his pack. “You filthy snake. You dared become pregnant for him. After everything I have done for you. And as if hiding Amon from me wasn't enough.” I said angrily. Freya turned to me. “Please, let me see my son again. Why are you keeping him away from me?” She asked in frustration.

For the first time in my life, I was paralyzed, I was seeing the girl I fell in love with for the first time, inside the woman I swore to protect her at any cost, where is she, where is she? where? —What's wrong honey? You don't seem happy to see me. —What did you do to Serena? —I spat in annoyance She walks away from the same stupid guy she was cheating on me with for so long, her eyes started to change leaving me frozen as it looked like she was a vampire and she's not.

I couldn't stare at her anymore, I feel i am the most wicked person on Earth,I excused myself and ran out of the room crying as I got to my room. ***LATER IN THE NIGHT** FREYA'S POV My eyes flutters open,I am feeling so unusual, my body became weak not like the normal weak me. I decided to have my bath may be to ease the weakness. ***** I was done bathing and I tied my towel on my body heading to my dressing room and I felt something rush out profusely from my underneath and I screamed as pains hit me, tears streamed down my eyes. "NO!!!!!!!"

And she seemed to resemble Freya, their facial features very similar. She belonged nowhere and everywhere at once. “Good morning,” she said softly. Freya nodded politely, and I noticed her shoulders stiffen just a little. It was interesting—seems like she felt it too. Good. “Can we talk?” Miya asked, eyes shifting to me. Freya spoke before I could. “About what?” Miya’s smile didn’t waver. “Medical options.” Freya’s fingers curled slightly at her sides. I saw it. She didn’t trust Miya.