Vampire Diaries Freya Novelas e Histórias

Still cautious sometimes, but no longer looking at her like she might destroy the fortress by accident every five minutes. Though honestly, after the west wing incident, that fear had been fair. For a moment they stood in silence. Then Dylan spoke carefully. “You haven’t slept again.” Freya looked down at the steam curling from the cup. “The dreams are getting worse.” “What did you see this time?” She hesitated before answering quietly, “A woman laughing.” Dylan stayed still. “She was standing beside Eros,” Freya continued softly. “I couldn’t see everything clearly, but…” Her chest tightened unexpectedly. “She loved him.”

Freya smiled as she watched Olivia, her granddaughter of so many generations passed that she couldn’t fathom how to explain it, enter the room. “You’re in good spirits today, gamma,” the girl said as she practically bounced onto the sofa that was opposite the easy chair that Freya had chosen. “Did you pass the news of my arrival to your vampire lover?” Freya asked. “I did,” Olivia replied. “I’m not sure how much he took in, though.” “Were you in the throes of passion again?” Freya asked with annoyance.

But before the weight of that could crush me, Carlos’s hand gave a reassuring squeeze at my waist. “Harley is already Luna.” He said, his tone smooth but edged with pride. “She knows well how to act in public. Better than most, I’d say.” Freya gazed at me with her judgy eyes, as if weighing my potential silently. Then she exhaled sharply and said, “Fine. If you say so, I’ll let her be. But she needs to study the mating rituals of vampires. I am certain she has never heard about them.” A maid placed two thick books on the table, flipping my stomach with a brand-new task. So, when Freya left with her staff, I nudged Carlos with my elbow.

“You heard me, I will not let you ruin this. Freya must die tonight. Make it happen or you will pay with your life.” Aldric was silent for a moment, then he spoke. “Fine... I've heard you besides If Leo is there, he will kill me anyways” I ended the call and started pacing the room again with my mind full of plans. When Freya dies, Leo would come back to me and I would become Luna and everything would be mine. I thought to myself. Then my phone rang again. It was a coven spy. His voice was low. “Caroline Voss”

The instinct to find her was so strong it was almost physical, like a pull in my chest that didn't care about the note or what it said. She'd left because of the video. After everything. She waited until I was gone before walking out. My phone rang. I picked up on the first ring. It was Orin. His voice sounded level, but just barely. "I think you should know," he said, "that Freya just walked through the front gates of Norwood Pack alone, demanding a formal challenge for her assets. And she's asking to speak to the pack council."

He is a hybrid—half wolf, half vampire. "Pl-please-" My plea was weak. Dribbled by the choking Then Jake was approaching us with something in his hand. "Matt!" He called for Matthew's attention, and Matthew was releasing his grip and dropping me to the floor. I tried to catch my breath as I watched Jake hand a familiar red bracelet to Matthew, and his eyes grew wider as he accessed it. "The vampires were here. "And they probably took Aura like Freya said." Matthew's gaze darted to me, and he clutched the bracelet tight in his fist, his knuckles stretching and turning white.

"Get her out of my sight. She means nothing to me. The pain was unbearable. My hand squeezed against my chest, my knees threatening to betray me, but I held onto Jenny. We held each other's gaze for a while, and then Brayden tilted his head with indifference, almost like he was daring me to challenge him. "I, Freya of the East End pack, accept your..." My stomach lurched as blood slurped from my lips. Faint whimper from my wolf howling inside me. Brayden was unmoved, his jaw hardened with his hands inside his pockets.

Alan chimed into her words, knowing that she hated Simon so she would want to cast the blame on him again. "Do not mention Simon, I want to know how you did it" Alan roared, protecting Simon's interest. "I couldn't control my thirst for blood, so I needed to hunt. I went deep into the forest and realized her presence. Freya was living her life in the forest. She survived, I made her my prey and she fell into my trap she quenched her blood thirst that day" Reyna explained her thoughts, hoping that Simon would show her to where Freya was buried.

“I do not shape the law of the stars, Alpha. I only read them. If you would protect her, then you must prepare for what is coming.” I steadied myself, though my heart hammered against my ribs. “Tell us everything. Tell us about her… about why she’s tied to me.” The elder leaned back, the shadows of the hall deepening across his face. His voice lowered, ancient and grave. “Freya was once a priestess of the Moon Goddess. She turned against her when power tempted her, hungered for dominion beyond the veil of death. When she was cast down, her body was caged in a vessel of iron and bone, hidden where even gods would not tread. Her spirit was left to wander, feeding only on fragments of fear, whi

She looked beautiful with her white hair and her white attire, her eyes were also white her nose was so long and her lips so pink, her skin looking fresh and glowing. "The young man said he's looking for you." The man who brought Fay to the house answered the woman. The woman turned to look at Fay and he could see her lips curve up in disgust. "Half-blood." The woman whispered to herself. Fay heard her and he stepped forward and stretched his hands for a handshake. "My name is Fay and I'm the Alpha of the werewolves." Fay introduced himself. The woman did not take his hand, she just stood there, staring at him and then at his stretched hand. Fay withdrew his hands when the woman did not shak