5 Nights At Freddy's Story Novels & Stories

He laughed “I know that for sure” Freddy slid down the tree, landing softly on the ground. I followed, and together we walked back through the woods, side by side. The silence between us this time wasn’t heavy—it was comforting. As the lights of the pack house came into view, Freddy glanced up at me. “Hey… can I still sleep in your room tonight? Just for a while?” My heart swelled. “Of course darling.” Darius came into view and rushed to hug him “my boy, I am so sorry I did not mean to make you feel like your mum was hiding things from you” he said.

It's already five o'clock in the morning, and her trip to Greece is only a few hours away. They fucked all night. Channy can't even remember how many times she came, and each time she did, she shed more tears. Fortunately, she was able to find a method to divert Rome so that he wouldn't be able to question her why she continued crying, and she succeeded even though it was already early morning when they came to a halt. She pressed her palm against Rome's cheeks. She traced his jaw, brow, and nose. She stroked his eyelids, then his lips. She wanted to remember every detail of the handsome face of the first man she loved, to whom she had given everything.

She smiled and nodded her head, pleased by my answer. “That’s correct, but do you remember where you're from? Not the name. The culture, the people that worshiped your parents and for good reason, do you remember details such as those?” Cassius, even looked confused by the question, and he was ten when everything happened. I was a mere five or six. Cassius cleared his throat before straightening in his seat. “I remember the streets used to be full of color and life.” He answered and Queen Fara nodded.

I gently laid her down, adjusting James as well. On the other bed, I noticed that Adele had also dozed off. It wasn’t a surprise; my bedtime stories often had this effect on them. With the room now peaceful, I went for a quick shower, even though it was a bit chilly. Even after taking a bath, I still wasn't feeling sleepy. It was almost close to midnight already. Wrapping myself in a bedsheet, I headed out to the balcony. Each passing minute brought a deep sigh. Why, after five years, was Freddie back in my life? If I had a choice, I’d never see him again.

Freddie was also very protective of me, but we still didn’t get on, even though he had literally spent every single night wrapped around me in my bed for the last eight years. He had snuck back into my room the following night after seeing me crying again and we had ended up falling asleep again. After two weeks it had just became a regular thing. It wasn’t something that we ever talked about, I just left my window unlocked and he let himself in once his parents had checked in on him to make sure he was asleep. We had never once been caught in eight years. We’d come close a couple of times though. A couple of years ago, Freddie’s mom had found his bed empty, but he took the hit and lied, say

Freddy’s pov At the hotel… Freddy leaves his premium suite accompanied by three hotel staff. His three weeks stay just ended which means he had to continue living in his house among the high rise. Freddy didn’t pay much attention to the men checking out of their hotel rooms but got caught in when they talked about a certain woman similar to someone he’d met. “Hey have you seen the girl who lives in room-- gosh! I don’t know… I don’t remember the room number. She is very gorgeous and pretty though.” One man compliment to the other.

However, my plans changed after seeing the calmness of the pool. We had a wild night filled with lots of food and loud music. Jade and Reid engaged in a drinking challenge, and after two hours they'd passed out on the couch. A hearty laughter reverberated in my throat at the memory of their escapade. “Having some alone time?” Rowan's velvety voice sent a splash of tingles across my skin. Just like me, he was half naked, having just a short on and nothing else. I gaped at the smoothness of his chest, my gaze straying to the little curls of black hair that stretched from his navel and disappeared into his shorts.

Hell, a few even followed, their phones already out like we were the main event. The back door banged open, the cool night air hitting my skin and raising goosebumps as we hit the patio. The pool glowed blue under the lights, bodies ground against each other on the edges with red cups everywhere. Music thumped louder from the speakers out here and some trap beat made me hips sway my hips on instinct. I didn't stop there. I stepped into the pool, wading right into the shallow end. "Get in here," I called over my shoulder, turning to face them. Alex and Kai jumped in after me, the water splashing up my legs, and the partygoers noticed.

88: The Sisters’ Punishment "Oh, so Layane went to see naked men?" Frederick asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm and anger. "But there's still time for you to catch them before the party starts!" Layla assured, anxious about her friends' fate. "What do you mean?" Frederick frowned, intrigued. "It's only seven o'clock; the dancers don't arrive until eight. You can go now and catch them by surprise!" Layla suggested, clearly uncomfortable. "Right now!" Frederick declared, already preparing to leave, but Braston grabbed his arm, thoughtful.

I took it by calling the number immediately, it rang a few times before he picked it up. “Brandon on the line.” His husky voice came in. I breathed in my nervous self before speaking up. “Freya.” “I'm the lady that night at the club three weeks ago, can we please meet up.” I rushed my words, I could hear him laugh a bit at the way I placed my conversation. “Okay, meet me up at Star restaurant by 5pm.” The call was dropped after he said that. When I checked the time, I saw it was already 4:30PM and I had just a little time to get ready and go to meet him.