Vampire Diaries Freya Novels & Stories

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.

If her blood smelled so good, then it should smell the same to the others as well, especially to Reid, he was the strongest vampire after the king. After a few minutes of holding her in his arms, he reluctantly let her go, and grabbed her dress that he had previously thrown away, her bra was ripped by him, so it was no use of wearing her that. He held her sleeping frame up and wore her the dress before he held her in his arms and teleported to her room.

Ragnar roared, reaching for her. She didn't look back. “You told me to rest, Ragnar. But the ghosts are tired of waiting.” She turned her gaze to Alaric. The Alpha took a step back, his face paling as he realized the "prey" had finally stopped running. “You wanted to see the abomination?” Freya’s voice was the sound of a forest fire, a thousand voices speaking as one. “Here I am.” Darius fired. The Black Ice bolt hissed through the air, aimed straight for her throat.

Damien quickly asked me to explain, so I obliged, “A vampire Prince called Balan has been stalking me and my dreams, he wants me to be his Princess. He sent someone to my home, and the wolves have that one held prisoner, but Balan then sent another vampire called Nathaniel to Tristan's pack to give me a message. Tristan and the other wolves chased Nathaniel through the woods, the wolves were then ambushed, and Tristan almost didn't survive it.” Mason shot out of his seat and began shouting like a mad man, “So, he didn't kill this, Balan? You are not going back to him, Freya. He can't keep you safe.” I looked at Damien for help but instead, he said, “He has a point Freya.” “Urgh, that's not a

“Nice girl.” Thank fuck, I thought to myself. “And where do you know Freya from?” Damien asked. What the hell is this? An interrogation? I asked myself as I put a smile on my face, reminding myself to breathe. They are just making conversation. It is a special dinner. “Oh! Well like I said we grew up together,” I stammered, thinking up a story as I went. It wasn’t like I could say who she really was. Freya was obviously on the lam, and if she was hiding from Leopold, I imagined she had a good reason. I couldn’t expose her without knowing. “She’s a Blood Moon, part of one of the omega families,” I replied. “Her family worked for mine, and her mother often brought her by to play as she was clo

She stopped her and introduced her to Aleric. "She is Freya. I told you about her. She is Logan's fiancée." As soon as Selina spoke, Freya froze in her place. She lifted her head and cast a glance at Aleric. Her heart clenched in fear when she met his cold eyes. Her palms became sweaty and her breath became shallow. She gulped, slightly bowed, and greeted him. "W-Welcome back to the pack, Alpha A-Aleric," she stammered.

“And I can't seem to place a finger on it. I never forget those people I'd seen before, so I'm pretty sure I've met you. It doesn't matter though. My name is Freya, Daughter of RavenThorn and Alexander's Luna to be.” Fuck. “What are you talking about?!” Freya placed her finger on my lips. “You don't have to be shy about things like this.” Jesus Christ, I wanted to throw her out. Why was she acting this way? What was this behavior? I jerked away, pushing her hand off and she still smiled so widely. She was enjoying this, and I was disgusted! Right as I turned to address Alaina, she stepped forward, and walked a little past me to where Freya stood.

Zac’s pov Looking at her, I wanted to reply but I knew that would be creepy ans shw didn’t do creepy that well. I sighed and looked to the floor to see that shw was bleeding. A lot of it, dripping from her fingers onto my rug. She wasn’t healing. Of course she wasn’t. She wasn’t an Alpha. She was just… Freya. “Come on,” I said, my voice rough. I didn’t ask. I just gently took her by her good arm and helped her to the bed where she trembled away from my touch.

Ryder snarls, making her look up at him as her eyes growing wide with anger. “I knew mutts were known to have bad manners, get your hands off me you brute! I’m Princess Freya of the Hale Kingdom, and I was sent here by Alpha Raven’s mate to protect her.” Our mate bares her fangs at Ryder, making me step closer realizing she’s a vampire.

“And Veyrix was falling. Dying. But—” She looked at me, her voice breaking. “You were already gone.” Freya awakens her God wolf form but sees a vision of Finnick’s death in the final battle.