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Freya Snow Short Story Collection: Freya Snow
Freya Snow Short Story Collection: Freya Snow
Freya Snow Short Story Collection: Freya Snow
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Freya Snow Short Story Collection: Freya Snow

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Follow Freya Snow's adventures between the first and second book.

Ghosts
Freya never liked Halloween.

Every year on Halloween, Freya could swear that she was being watched.

Of course, now she knows that she has been, by a ghost no less, since she was born, but her unease refuses to fade.

Maybe Amber's not the only thing that goes bump in the night…

Cold
With the whole family over for Christmas, it's perhaps the worst time for Freya's powers to go on the fritz.

It's been a few months since she learned about magic, and Freya finally feels that she has a handle on her powers. At least, until she gets a cold.

With every sneeze causing an explosion, keeping her secret throughout the holiday seems impossible.

Whoever said Christmas wasn't stressful for the kids?

Candles
Freya always hated that her birthday was on Valentine's.

With Damon entertaining his new girlfriend, Amber distracted by the anniversary of her mother's death, and her sister in Japan, Freya predicts a lousy day of eating cake alone.

She doesn't predict the Demon looking for revenge.

Test
Freya tries to multi-task by catching up with her sister while hunting Demons.

Probably not her smartest plan...

The Freya Snow Short Story Collection is made up of various YA urban fantasy short stories following Freya on her adventures between her first and second book.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherL.C. Mawson
Release dateSep 25, 2016
ISBN9781536560558
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    Freya Snow Short Story Collection - L.C. Mawson

    Family

    Alice wasn’t amused by the knock at her door. She was in the middle of a multi-player match and didn’t want to lose her progress by quitting.

    What? she yelled through the door, realising too late that her tone had been sharp.

    The fact that they had knocked told her that it was one of the adults, and not the children. She was surprised to recognise Janet’s voice. They usually ignored each other.

    I need to see you downstairs, Holly.

    Alice was used to not correcting Janet anymore. She refused to call her anything but her legal name. She stood up from her game, knowing full well that she would be booted before she returned but not wanting to quite believe it. She straightened her skirt, appreciating how soft it felt.

    Ever since her roommate had been fostered, Janet had tried to get someone else to share Alice’s room. The problem was that everyone she had suggested had previously bullied Alice. She eventually suggested her own roommate, a young girl with a lisp who the kids also picked on, and Janet had, after a little objecting over their age difference, finally agreed. However, the whole thing had Alice stressed, which of course meant that she was also sleep-deprived. So she had woken up early that morning and had used the time to focus on getting ready for the day, despite the fact that she had nowhere to go. She found it soothing to spend time drying her hair properly and applying body butter and make-up. Her dress was a soft blue and white, A-line dress which reminded her of her name-sake.

    Alice followed Janet downstairs, her hands clasped tightly behind her back, keeping her posture straight. Once they were at Janet’s office, Alice did her usual thing of reading the bible quotes on the wall. She found Jesus interesting as a philosophical figure, but it was mostly just an excuse to avoid eye contact.

    Now, Holly, I have a few things I have to discuss with you. She paused, as if waiting for a response, but Alice had no idea what kind of response she might be looking for and so stayed silent.

    Janet continued on. Holly, would you please look at me when I talk to you.

    Alice responded by taking off her glasses before turning to Janet, her face becoming a blob of colour.

    Now, isn’t that better?

    No, Alice thought, but kept her mouth shut.

    I wanted to talk to you about some of your behaviour issues.

    Alice prepared herself for the usual tirade of Janet blowing her few points of non-conformity out of proportion. However, she decided that she was too tired to hear them again.

    What does it matter? Alice asked. I’m not far off of eighteen. I’ll be out of your hair.

    And that’s what concerns me. Her sickly sweet tone had Alice’s hackles up immediately. How are you going to handle the outside world if you can’t even cope with the rules here? Employers will not be as generous as I have been.

    You know that I’ve been working for two years now, right? Alice liked sarcasm. The problem was that she didn’t always remember to inflect. But, in all honesty, she didn’t care if she confused people like Janet.

    But it’s not a real job, is it?

    Alice felt as if her bank account would beg to differ, but she held her tongue, instead asking, Was that all you wanted to talk to me about?

    Actually, no. There’s... someone here to see you.

    Freya?

    No.

    Alice was confused by that. Freya was the only one likely to ever visit her. Then who?

    Your aunt.

    I don’t have an aunt.

    Well, apparently, you do. She’s your mother’s sister. She’s been living in Japan since before you were born and has only just contacted us now.

    And she’s here?

    Yes. We verified her identity a couple of days ago. We didn’t expect her to immediately jump on a plane and come over here.

    And you didn’t think to tell me when she first contacted you?

    We didn’t want you to get your hopes up.

    Alice was fuming at that. At seventeen, she was used to disappointment. Every time something was promised to get better for her, it didn’t. Even the one time she had gotten fostered, it had been by a woman with a massive saviour complex, convinced that she could ‘fix’ her. The thing she couldn’t handle was having something sprung on her like this. Even the unexpected meeting with Janet had disrupted her idea of how the day was going to pan out, irritating her.

    Do you want to see her? Janet asked.

    Alice was a little tempted to say no. She was spending today in her room alone. She was going to level up her quarian tech and then maybe browse her Steam account for yet-unplayed games. Of course, meeting her aunt would be better, but she hadn’t planned for it. If she had, she would have spent yesterday in her room instead of bothering to go to school.

    Okay then, Alice eventually answered. She didn’t want to risk offending this new-found family member. She wasn’t expecting much, but she would at least like to know more of the mother who had died giving birth to her.

    Janet stood up, leading her through to one of the counselling rooms. The walls were decorated with flower stickers and the bookshelf was littered with various toys. There was a desk, but the chair behind it had obviously been repurposed for another room, leaving only beanbags, tiny plastic chairs, and the seat in the bay window, as options for sitting down, though it was

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