5 Freddy's At Night Novels & Stories

Freya tells the bartender and proceeds to pour our drinks, he sets out eight shot glasses and proceeds to fill them up with vodka and then he pours Leo his bourbon. “Ok, so don't even think about it, you take four and I take four, all in a row. Alright.” She says. “Alright.” I tell her, I swear Zoey isn't going to believe this when I tell her. I proceed to down four shots of vodka in a row, the first one burnt but but the second I was used to it. “You did it! Let's go dance.” Freya says and she drags me into the dance floor.

Alex ordered before sprinting toward the lake. ​Without a second thought, Alex dove into the water and swam rapidly toward the bottom, searching desperately for Scarlett. The darkness and the cold didn't stop him, and finally, he saw a figure: the gorgon Zafira, coiling around Scarlett and squeezing tight, trying to drown her.

Paris that night looked like a living painting. The sky was clear, the stars were faint in the city lights, and the Eiffel Tower stood majestically, casting a bewitching golden glow. Dominic took Selena's hand, leading her through the crowds of tourists busy taking pictures. They stepped onto the most private side of the Champ de Mars park, where the view of the Eiffel Tower was most perfect. "Why are we here at night?" asked Selena quietly, her voice almost drowned out by the sound of the cool spring breeze.

And now, a new group of kids were about to stumble into the same trap. The night was alive with the hum of crickets and the low rustle of the wind in the trees, the air thick with the promise of something darker. It was supposed to be just another dare. Another night of foolish bravado, of kids trying to prove something — to their friends, to their own fragile sense of immortality. Four friends. Two girls, two boys. All seniors, all hungry for something beyond their small town lives. Grace, the quiet one. Intelligent, sharp, but always on the outside, watching the others, trying to make sense of the world.

By the time the cab pulled up outside the main gate, it was 11 pm, and my feet were screaming in protest. I thanked the driver, tipped him, and as he drove away, I slipped off my shoes and made the walk down the extensive driveway and into the mansion's grand entrance, hoping to slip upstairs unnoticed. Well, luck was not on my side. Freddy was pacing around the sitting room with a glass of whiskey and his phone in his hand. His jacket was nowhere to be found, his shirt was open three buttons down giving a very enticing view of his chest and his sleeves were rolled up, showing off a little cross tattoo that could easily be missed.

It was 2AM at the time and time just seemed to be passing by so quickly. In just a few moments, Mario and I were going to get into our cars and head down to Vice Springs, the beach were Jeff had reported Andrea. It also came to my attention that at least half of the Miami Vice Police Department were already at home, because of the fact there were preparations for a festival in Downtown Miami Vice for the police. A supposed holiday, and Andrea got stuck with one of the few late night shifts where there were only a few cops around. With my mind still on the events ahead of me, I never heard Mario speak with Diaz about why we were pulling the job tonight.

“Hey, don’t bug him. He needs his rest.” “Whatever, sis.” Vince rolled his eyes on her and called Ryo. “Bro!” he said when the call connected. “Vince, what’s up?” Ryo’s perky voice tickled Ellie’s ears. Her heart somersaulted in her chest at the sound of his voice. “We’re crashing at Ellie’s tonight. Are you up for a game of Fortnite?” “Sure! Sure! Just call me. I’ll bring a friend along as well.” “Ryo, aren’t you supposed to be resting tonight? You have a long shoot.” Ellie could not help but interject.

"Do you know the sound of a pig being slaughtered?", Frey asked and scooped the soup into his mouth. "I think I head one tonight. Couldn't sleep because of the squealing." Some heads nodded approvingly. Frey hopefully made puppy-eyes at the girl by his side "C'mon, Lady Kathrine, let's look for the corpse. It might still be out there!" He always had the weirdest hobbies. Or maybe he just used every possible way out of boredom.

I drive past the cops and pull into an alley a block away then get out of the car. "How do you plan on getting there with all them cops blocking the road?" Freddy gets out of the car looking over at me with a raised eyebrow. "The rooftops." I leap up into the air landing on top of the tall building. Seconds later Freddy land next to me and we both start to leap from building to building until we're on top of the club. I walk over to the edge of the building and crouch down, looking down at a bloody sheet on the ground covering the body.

“I’m a total monster who has more than enough abilities for the both of us to go around...but you still like me, right?” “I do. I like you a lot, actually.” I stroke his cheek, and he closes his eyes, releasing a sort of purring sound. It’s very cute, and I smile like a fool before realizing we should probably get into the lake—that’s what we came here to do! “Hey,” I whisper, grinning. “Maybe we should get into the lake before it gets dark?” Freddy huffs a laugh. “Good idea,” he smirks. “I’m not that interested in swimming, but since it’s an excuse to see you naked, I’m game.”