Five Nights At Freddy's Security Breach Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Cole reassure her and she smiles. ----- Freya stood at her office window, seeing all the city lights and car's, with an officers staring up at her, she smirk before she knew it. Her mother didn't really changed, she changes man just like her undies. Before she knew it her mind went flashbacks. ~ YEAR'S AGO ~ FLASHBACK~ Mom!! Freya eyes widened at the Sense before her. Her mother naked on the bed with her boss. It hasn't even been months since they left her father, but before doing that they made sure his company is already bankrupt. Her mother rushed down, butting on her clothes, and the naked man who's her boss balance on the bed like nothing just happened.

Rowan pressed his forehead to hers and whispered, “Wait for me. I’m choosing you. Always.” Freya left in a black SUV with armed security, watching the loft disappear in the rearview mirror with a shattered heart. The safehouse was beautiful but felt like a prison. She spent the first night crying in bed, replaying every moment they’d shared, touching the marks he’d left on her body.

another commanded him. They immediately ran towards the source of the sound. I was very relieved because I felt the guy named Bryn was looking at me suspiciously. “Bryn Parker,” I mumbled as I read the name on the card. The business card indicated that he was part of the Flower Skull. Luckily, when I first brought Frey to my house, it was almost midnight. No one looked at Frey at all. Then since then, Frey also never left the room. It's been five days since that day. It felt like we were so safe that it made me feel uneasy. Even so, things won't change.

There just wasn't an explanation for it. “Nate...” I looked up to see Freddie standing on the balcony where I had wanted to spend time alone. It was hard not to get annoyed at that point, as I knew just what exactly he was about to say to me. “What is it?” I asked, trying my best not to give in to the feeling of annoyance that was threatening to break out from within me. It was quite a lot to deal with having my friend as a beta. “Did you have to go that far with Layla?” Freddie asked with a sigh. “It's okay that you don't love her, but then, locking her up like a prisoner was quite too extreme for someone who assumes the position of Luna and—”

What I didn't expect to see was Nalayna being held captive by a half naked coke head whose limp cock was hanging outside his dirty pants. "Hands up 'fore I kill the wench" he slurred. I took my time observing the room to ensure there was no other audience to catch me unaware. Satisfied with what I saw I moved closer to him faster before he could run away. My fist connected with his nose and there was the loud crunch of a nose breaking filled the air. "Fuck!" He struggled to get up but one kick of my rugged heavy security timberland against his head left him unconscious immediately. "Nala—" she ran to me before wrapping her small hands around my neck even if she couldn't reach it until she ti

“You have been very helpful and I have enjoyed our time together, Dr. Frieda Wolfstrom. I hope to never see you again.” She gave me a small, wistful smile. “Goodbye my darling. Oh, how I would’ve liked to study you more! Do you want any clothes or are you just going to go-?” At this I gave her a wicked grin. “I’m good as I am, thanks.” I said, and I strode boldly from the room, naked. ### In the hallway we paused, reconvening. All over the facility, alarm bells were ringing. Dear Dr. Frieda had shut down all their security; all the doors were opening, including ones that they specifically didn't want ever opening.

“Three days. You break it off. Or I will make it public.” “Freddie, you’re threatening me with a sex tape?” His voice was low. Dangerous. “I’m giving you a choice,” Freddie replied. “Three days. Walk away. No drama. No leaks. You get to protect her. Or… everyone sees what you did.” “What I did?” Ledger said sharply. “What about what you’re doing?” Freddie didn’t flinch. “I’m done playing backup. Think about it.” Ledger stood there, stunned. Not because Freddie was holding a threat—but because it was Freddie doing it.

"Strip," I froze after hearing what the devil himself said. I didn't know what to or what to say. He smirked, pleased by my weak and vulnerable state. I hugged myself tighter, afraid. How to escape? What kind of sick joke is this? I raised my shaking eyes, daring for the first time to meet his fixing gaze. He stood there in all his glory, waiting for me to submit to his sinful demand. A tear slipped down my face, looking at the door, hoping, praying someone would come and save me from this shameless man in front of me.

“Things have changed. My dad has suspended all of my cards and I don’t have much on me. Last night, Shaun chased me out of the house.” “Why didn’t you come to me?” “It was late and I didn’t want to wake you up.” “Catherine, you’re such a fool. Tell me the address.” 40 minutes later, Freya showed up, looking as if she was in a haste. She felt sorry for her friend after glancing around the small and dodgy room. There was even a stash of tart cards slipped through the door by prostitutes looking for business. “Come on, leave this place right away and stay at mine.”

"I know I’ve been selfish. I’ve been scared and overwhelmed, and I handled it badly. But you're all I have, Ana. You know I’d never truly leave you." Anastasia let out a long sigh and opened her arms. "Fine. Come here, you idiot." They hugged tightly, and for the first time in days, Freya felt like she could breathe. "I've missed you so much," Anastasia whispered. "Me too," Freya replied, pulling away. "So... what’s the latest?" Anastasia asked, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Why are you wearing a jacket that costs more than this entire pharmacy?" "Long story short... Michael and his new girl, Cynthia, saw me at a gala," Freya began. She told Anastasia everything—the drink splashing, be