Corrupted Freddy Novels & Stories

Somehow, Freddy wasn’t that angry, he laughed quietly, it wasn’t a joyous laugh, from the look in his eyes, it was pure evil laughter. “You’re really a strong one for being conscious after receiving Hatake’s nab, it was meant to take you out instantly, but I’m happy you’re still conscious to hear me,” Freddy started, he took out another marijuana from his inner jacket pocket and lighted it up before he continued.

“Why? Did you also like Celine’s mom?” “No!” Fredd declined, waving both of his hands mid-air. “Freea is my best friend! How can I like my best friend? It’s like asking me to kiss my brother’s butt. And I only loved your mother than time.” “So why are you blaming yourself?” Fredd heaved a sigh and answered, “It because I made her hesitate. I was so against the idea of her marrying the three leaders. Freea hesitated because I begged her to consider. Basically, I stalled the time before the catastrophe happened. And what is the ending? She died. Her husband died. Harvhey was fed up with loneliness. Kloper’s life went on mess. And Groid, he was left alone. All because I stopped Freea.”

"I have been hating your arrogant, bossy attitude for a long time! You always used us to bully Lauren, but you never treated us as equals!" People would turn against the mighty when they lost their power. Freddy, who was lying in the corner, also wanted to speak up. But his tongue had been severed, so he couldn't speak. However, Jasper would never let Freddy, who had tried to rape Lauren, go unpunished. He walked over to Freddy and delivered a powerful kick at the latter's nether regions. A choked "Uh!" was all Freddy's severed tongue could manage before his body stiffened. He fainted from the pain.

"I'm the system." Freddie was one of the best players in the infinite universe. He'd cleared thousands of missions without ever failing. One day, the system told him he only had one final mission to complete. After that, he could finally retire. Freddie set off in high spirits. But due to a dimensional glitch, he landed in a tragic youth romance mission. Luckily, he wasn't the male lead. He was just a background character. Throughout the mission, he barely had ten lines of dialogue. I was the female lead in this mission. The male lead was Hugo.

But my blood ran cold as her enchanting scent mixed with the strong smell of copper. “I NEED HELP!” Cora’s voice bellowed just ahead of me. I pushed my legs hard, making myself sprint faster. Laying on the ground was Freya. Her beautiful dark brown hair clung to her face, which was covered in blood. Her beautiful face had ballooned on one side, making her almost unrecognisable. Her nose looked bent, as if someone had taken it off and stuck it back on lopsided; she had a large cut that ran down her forehead and another one that connected her nose to the lip. Both her eyes looked black, like she had taken some black face paint and drawn darkness around her eyes. Her shoulder looked dislocated;

I grabbed my coat near the entrance, rushed to my car, and locked it. Only then did I let out a breath I didn’t know I had been holding. I pulled out a mirror and gasped when I saw my reflection. I was flushed, my lipstick was smudged a little, and my hair was disheveled. There were faint marks on my neck. He gave me hickeys, and I was too lost in the moment to realize it. A twisted part of me didn’t want them to fade. It was a reminder of a night I didn’t expect.

Kaden Zayn Lewis Pov The corner of my lips curled up for a dangerous smirk when I saw the shocked expression on Freen's face. The security guard already left so I take that chance to push her inside their house. Freen's eyes widen. She took a step backward while I step forward without taking my eyes off of her. An amused grin appeared at the corner of my lips when I saw fear mirrored through her eyes. When she recovered from the shock and realise that I was laughing at her silently, she glared at me.

A corruption. The demon held the door, watching her with its eerie, bright red eyes, obviously savoring the realization dawning in her eyes, “Do you understand now? I took Eleanor’s baby before it was even born to this world; I corrupted and replaced parts of its soul with mine. With every drop of life you have forced her to take, I get to devour whatever human soul she has bit by bit… until there was nothing left but a soulless, ignorant puppet for Sir Hans Bathory to get rid of. Why do you think it had been so easy for him to finish the job? A mere mortal, even a descendant of Sans, could not possibly kill a demon’s vessel, unless it was already weak and on its last breath, you wretched fo