Classic Freddy Novels & Stories

It was a message from Alex. [The wind looks great tomorrow. Do you want to go skydiving? Let's jump from the peak and into the sunrise.] I looked at the screen and smiled. The Alpha King of the northern territory had just freed me from all rules, and the wind of the southern territory was about to carry me into the sky.

Freddy knew who I am and what I am, but he seems to be un bothered and he's still living peacefully deep inside the forest with his animal friends. "Oh how I missed my sweet Angel! Freddy, can I have the key please? I want to cuddle my Sweet little Angel! I missed her so much!" I plead and Freddy tossed me a spare of key. I quickly unlocked the cage and dipped myself into the pool, looking at my sweet angel.

Very far from the bible's setting, but near enough to teleport back and forth when needed. "I brought these tarot cards online last week, and they just arrived yesterday. Wanna play?" Frey took out a box of large cards with colorful pictures on them. Frey loves creepy things. Horror, the occult, and voodoos. Lucky me, I guess. I found a best friend that is not hard to talk to when it comes to family. "Those are not toys. Plus, I really can't read." I told her while slurping my white pasta. Her pale complexion compliments her hair. She's built larger than me so her freckles stood out on her chubby cheeks.

“Was she looking for a sugar daddy?” “No,” I said. Rainey wasn’t the type. I knew that now, but only after accusing her of just that. Talking with Frederick wasn’t making me feel any better. “But if she hid something then I don’t know what else she lied about.” “Well, you don’t have time for that bullshit,” Frederick said. “I’m sure you can find another hot piece of ass at the club tonight to satisfy your needs.” “Alright, I have to go,” I said. I liked to have fun, but I wasn’t as callous about talking about it as Frederick was.

His lifestyle was extravagant, and he had no qualms about flaunting his wealth. "Freddie Hale… I mean, Freddie Warner was in my class back in middle school. I remember him well because back then, he was just a little punk who often teamed up with outsiders to bully other students. Here's our middle school graduation photo."

Freddie yelled in a whisper and wiped his hand on his shirt while Arthur had a victorious smirk on his face. Arthur was the biggest of them all with a super muscular body and a big beard but he certainly wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed. Freddie was the most passionate about the job. He would do whatever he was ordered to do and he could shoot. That made him the perfect cop. Cody was the smartest. He knew his way around tech and computers. He was five foot five with a skinny build. He was the only dark skinned man among them. “What’s the status?” Wade asked Cody, ignoring the childish banter. Cody looked back briefly before going back into the computer screen.

“I’m just thankful to you.” “Black. I’m Black.” Black sat beside Grey and unbuttoned his shirt. “Done.” Blackarlito Munteriru Fufu C. Quizo—Black—was the middle child and the only son among three siblings. He was a famous model, gifted with looks that could make anyone kneel. His eyes were striking, his nose well-defined, and his smile could make people say yes to whatever he wanted. He was tall, with a perfectly built physique. “My pants. Please, man,” Grey ordered.

When they pulled up, Mandy was more than a little surprised when he shut off the engine. She looked at him questioningly. “Nothing horrible,” he smiled, “I promise. I just want to meet your sister and this Freddy fellow.” Mandy swallowed her nerves and led the way into the little coffee shop. There were only a few customers, many of whom were regulars and said hello to her. She saw that Freddy was behind the counter and walked up to hug the man. Freddy looked badass and scary as fuck, but he was more like a teddy bear than anything else to those that truly knew him.

“What do you like? Sarah, or types like Cindy?” Chester narrowed his eyes coldly. Rodney understood Chester well and knew that he was getting angry. As such, he quickly said, “Freya, cut the cr*p. Maybe Eliza is an artiste in Chester’s company, so Chester knows her a little better. Besides, your status isn’t ordinary now. Many people will deliberately try to curry favor with you. You have to be a little wary.” Freya found his words ear-piercing. “Thank you for your reminder. Although I don’t have many friends, I know what kind of friends I do have. At the very least, since I was young, I have never made any mistake except for befriending Cindy.”

Freeda is with the vampire named Klyde inside her new bedroom. He was surprised by Klyde's sudden appearance. "How did you get in here?!" Freeda asked as she pointed the vase at Klyde. "I'm a vampire, I can appear anywhere I want," Klyde replied to him so Freeda was confused. She doesn't want to believe it because he's just saying madness. "Tsk! I'm not crazy Klyde! What vampire are you talking about, are you on drugs?!" dictated by Freeda but Klyde grinned, making fun of her. "I might be," Klyde chuckles. "You need to calm down, I won't do anything that can harm you," Klyde said and took some food in the refrigerator. "Oh! I like this milk!" he said happily and Freeda just look at what he's