Cursed Freddy Fazbear Novels & Stories

There, in Frederick's messy handwriting, I could read the new threat he was making: "Hannah, you bitch, pay attention, you got me locked up again and I want to beat you to death for it, but I'm willing to let it go because I'm a superior man and very generous. So, you slut, you're going to the police station and you're going to change your statement, you're going to say I never hit you and that you made all this up because you're bitter that I broke up with you and you're going to say it was that shitty little friend of yours who planted those drugs on me. And do what I'm telling you quickly, because I don't have much patience, you know, but I have many friends on the street and they're all

demon man? "Well, you see, you're a human. If it had been opened by a witch, I would have been totally free but they had no plans of letting that happen, but they knew I would come up with something. Some other being. Humans. And so they put a curse on the spell that if it's being opened by a human, I'd be cursed to be stuck almost powerless with him or her." "Almost powerless?" She couldn't help but mark out that phrase. What did he mean by that?

I feel unhappy and uneasy. 'Does that Alpha have something to do with my parents?' I can't say, because I don't understand the dream at all, but I know it has come to pass an information. 'A curse…' my heart vibrates heavily. 'Am I also cursed?' I asked myself, although I couldn't find an answer, but I believed I am cursed due to so many things I am going through. It looked like I was cursed. If not for the intervention of the Alpha and the revelations, by now I would be in the dungeon. Not just there this time, but to be tortured heavily for something I didn't do.

“You can have all of them if you wish, Mr billionaire,” Laura Emerson commented, “you are disgusting, Kenny. You know very well Luke is not into these kinds of.....” she was abruptly interrupted by Kenny, "Don’t worry, I have treats for you too, look behind you," Laura was reluctant to look, but out of curiosity, he took a sneak peek and notice two muscular men scantily dressed with oily, shiny skin. Laura diverted her gaze sharply and uttered “eeww,” under her breath.

Mr Santiago announced loudly then he asked Freddy's grandparents to speak first. "This woman here, she is the reason why our Fredrick is dead. Everything was fine in his life until he saw her face. She became the curse of his life. This witch took our last hope from us too. And now she wants to take his body. What does she want to do with his body? Does she want to mummify his body and keep it in front of her eyes like a bloody showpiece? We can never allow that. After all, we are his family. He belongs to us." Mrs MacCarthy started spitting her hatred on my face and I was left speechless.

“Ryan, please. You promised.” “I promised unless he stepped out of line.” Ryan’s eyes were wild with rage. “He is obsessed with you El! Can you not see that he's a freak?” I hated that word. Freak. It’s one my dad used often to describe my abilities. I swallowed the words I really wanted to say. “Just let him go, Ryan.” I face Zak. “You need to leave.” “I warned you once, El. He’s going to hurt you.” Zak said. His best friend made an appearance, pulling on Zak’s arm to lead him away.

"What the fuck did YOU do? And how fast can you undo it?" "It was undone," Tubby said in that cryptic Fate way that made one want to tempt Fate and strangle them just to see what would happen. "Years of pain, years of cruelty, years of loneliness. The no-fur curse is no more." "What fucking curse?" Spitfire demanded. He pointed to the fluffy tail that wouldn't stop twitching. "Do you see what's on my ass? THIS is the curse, you fucking twit." "Purl!" The tubby tom moved behind the tiny fate like he could hide there. "He's scary. You talk to him."

That was why it was useless to say anything more. Freddy added, "Jefferson, can I ask you for a favor." "What is it about?" Jefferson replied. "I know I didn't kill anyone, but since I'm a suspect, it won't be any good if this spreads. Can you please do me a favor and keep this a secret? I can't let Freya know about this." Freddy was not afraid of anything. The only thing he was afraid of was Freya misunderstanding him further. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to clear things up, which would make Freya's misunderstanding toward him grow even deeper.

He pushed his face so that he could see the zombies walking around. "Do you see them? Would you rather be their species? You should be glad that the Master took pity on is and made up an Advanced - Z because I would not like to be like one of them. You would be relieved of your duties if you think you are not fortunate enough!" He pushed him away. Freddy adjusted his bartered shirt and frowned as had watched Oscar walking away, he looked for his cigarette that had fallen to the ground and picked it as he sucked in deeply before getting rid of it. Then, he started walking toward Oscar.

"Looks like no one will be here to watch you die tonight, Freddy." Freddy stood up straight, arms crossed. He answered Oscar's taunt with a single sneer. "You're too arrogant, Oscar," he said in a deep, weighty voice—a real threat, a promise to kill him. "On the contrary, I just don't want to humiliate you in front of an audience. At least I don't want Era to hear the details of your death."