Dislyte Freddy Novels & Stories

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

There was a text message notification from Freddie, my friend and Special adviser. I glanced toward the opposite side of the table where he sat. He gestured at me to look at my phone. Making sure July’s attention was still on her unbearable presentation, I glanced down at my phone. Freddie sent me a meme that he’d cleverly created by swapping July's head with that of an evil looking Maleficent. I swallowed a snigger. Glancing at him, I shook my head and grinned. “Do you mind?” July's frigid tone broke me out of my thoughts.

I asked worried and scared of his answer. He chuckled, and then said the words that made my whole world freeze. "STRIP OR YOU WILL FACE CONSEQUENCES."

Her usual happy aura was now dimmed and more sickly. “Eladia. Look at me please.” I asked more strongly this time. Her fragile body trembled as her head slowly rose. When her face fully came into view, I felt my heartbeat speed up. Blue and purple markings covered her face and the red slit in her lip told me it had been busted. My skin lit up with the burning urge to kill the individual capable to do this to such an innocent person such as Eladia. I've seen too much of it out in the village and I won't tolerate it with someone I care for.

Freddie sent out another hoot of laughter. “Dignity? Boy, what man wouldn’t love to have all the pretty ladies practically throw themselves at his feet?” Freddie exclaimed between laughter and James allowed his disgust to show. None of those women really were interested in him but his pretty boy face, as Freddie put it, or his bad ass reputation.

Dion became more guarded as I moved closer. Timon glanced back at me with his eyes filled with unshed tears. I inhaled sharply at Freya’s distorted body, filling up the box cold dead. I swallowed with difficulty, biting down on my quivering lips. The tears rolled down my face uncontrollably. Dion howled in extreme pain, Freya was my mate and to know that she betrayed me only to end up dead and locked up in a box.

Spring asks, tossing her jacket to the floor as she sits down on the mattress. Without warning, Freddie grabs her by the hair, yanking her head back roughly. “Shut the fuck up, bitch!” he snarls. “Why are you always nagging me about money? Once my streaming career takes off, you’ll be swimming in drugs. So quit whining!” He slaps her across the face, hard, before lighting a cigarette and shoving the white substance in his mouth from the shopping bags she brought and turning his attention to a video game.

Bruce took out his phone and said with a smirk, "Just wait and see." ...... Freddy ran after Freya and hurriedly grabbed her hand. As soon as he touched her, his hand was shaken off. "Don't touch me! You're disgusting!" "Freya, listen to me. It's not what you think it is." Freddy hugged Freya anxiously. "Freya, can you please give me a few minutes to clear things up?"

"Can I ask a practical question? If Maya goes back to January 15th, how does she survive the freeze? The whole point was she wasn't prepared then. She'd be trapped in the apocalypse with no shelter." "Future Maya said the device brings you back after twenty-four hours," Maya said. "You'd have to survive one day of the freeze, then you return to present." "Survive how? Where?" Maya realized she didn't know. Future Maya hadn't specified. "I'd have to secure shelter quickly. Maybe One World Trade Center itself—it survived the freeze." "So the plan is: go back, find Victor, kill him, then hide in his building for twenty-four hours hoping you don't freeze to death." Jessica's voice was flat. "Tha

Diandra huffed “ join me then, take a bite” Freya called casually pushing herself up even as the chain jingled at her side standing up, “ I can’t” “ can’t or won’t” “ Trust me or not Freya but I don’t care….but I can’t… eat or taste good anymore,” That was when Freya’s eyes clicked, and Diandra couldn’t eat because probably she does not have the sense of taste anymore and she survive only on blood now, that’s the cost of her gaining many powers, it cost her.