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

“You had a breach?” I leaned back in my chair, letting out a humorless chuckle. “More like a drama-fueled ambush. Rachelle showed up at the gate unannounced, demanding to be let in.” His eyes narrowed. “You’re kidding.” “Wish I was. Security called Freya to ask if they should let her in, but before she could respond, Lucy her friend hit the buzzer and told them to open the gate.” Kyle snorted. “Classic, this Lucy seems crazy.”

Trusting me to handle this. Trusting me to bring her back. I should text him now. Tell him she is here. Safe. Let him come get her before she runs again. But I promised her. Promised I would not tell him. Promised she could have one night. One night of feeling safe. Of not being hunted. Of not having to face Adrian and everything that comes with him. One night is not too much to ask. Is it? The shower turns off. Freya appears wearing my sweatpants and tshirt. Her hair is wet. Face scrubbed clean. She looks younger like this. More vulnerable.

His dick was already on alert mode, and he could not help but laugh. "Maybe I have just found my new obsession." He mumbled as he fumbled the five-dollar bill and the sticky note in his hand like it was some kind of treasure. ... Freya did not go to her house after sneaking out of the hotel. She headed directly to Issa's house. Her legs were still shaking from the aftermath of last night's sex, and every time she thought of how the man had ravaged her like a starved beast, heat rose to her face.

*** We ended up scraping all of the plans and just booking a hotel at the last minute because it was easier that way. The five of us checked into a suite, and the more I thought about it, it was the same suite that we had checked into last time we came here. Jesse picked me up, kissing me deeply. He tossed me onto the bed, but I pulled him on top of me, rolling us over so I was straddling him. Then Colby, I smelled him, came up behind me pressing his hardness against me. I had been cleared by the doctors, so it wasn’t like we couldn’t have sex. The guys seemed a bit nervous about it. I had feared that they weren’t attracted to me anymore.

I was shaking so hard I could barely stand, my chest heaving with a pain so sharp it felt like physical glass. "Answer me!" I shrieked. "Do not tell me I’m paranoid! Do not sit there and lie to my face when I am holding the proof in my hands, Damian. You were in Chicago! You had these in your pocket while you were kissing me in the car! While you were inside me!" He tried to shake me off, his face twisting into a mask of disgust. "Emilka, stop it. You’re being hysterical. You’re ruining everything because you want to play detective. I’m going to the guest room. I can't deal with this drama tonight.”

" You gave me hope and dashed it." " I swear it was not my intention to do so...." I turn to him, glaring daggers at him. If eyes could kill, he would be six feet under by now. "What was your intention then? Go on, tell me." " I wasn't myself that night, Freya," he tried to move to me, but I hold a hand up to stop him. " It was my birthday that night and I had been out drinking with my men. I swear on my life, Freya, I had no idea they had taken into that room to have sex with me, and also they had drugged my drink. I just..I couldn't control myself... I actually... I'm so sorry, Freya."

I had never known this part of my mother existed. Madison pushed Mason onto the bed. He smiled wickedly, laying back without resistance, his powerful body on full display. “Let your mama show you how to take a man properly, baby girl.” She climbed on top of him first, straddling his hips and sinking down onto his thick cock in one smooth motion. Mason groaned, hands reaching for her ass. But Madison was faster. She snapped handcuffs around his wrists, chaining them to the headboard, then secured his ankles. He was completely at our mercy now — spread, helpless, and throbbing.

From what I understood, the security services had been able to squash the story and it had turned into just another conspiracy that humans seemed to love, but if she killed again, we might not be that lucky! We had plans in place for this to happen, but suddenly it felt as if none of those plans were enough! I can’t say I told them so because we had more important things to deal with. We had to make sure the rest of our people were safe, and we had to find Freya. “We will find her. It will all be okay.” Fynn rubbed the sides of my arms as he joined me in front of the window and I leaned into his embrace. “That’s not what I’m worried about,” I sighed.

They wandered back to the dorm, sitting on the steps outside, eating and talking until the fries were gone and the shakes were nothing but icy slush. Still laughing, faces flushed from the night out, they finally headed upstairs. Gemma changed and climbed into Tony’s sweatshirt, then curled up in bed with her phone. Freddy, meanwhile, kicked off her shoes, flopped onto her bed, and was snoring within seconds. Gemma scrolled through the photos on her phone, grinning at the memories already made. She posted one of her and Freddy posing with the drive-thru crew, the shot of the guy flashing a peace sign, and a selfie of her and Freddy, cheeks flushed and eyes bright, right before they’d come up

I quickly left my room. The moment I reached the staircase, I saw chaos. Security guards surrounded someone. And that someone looked furious. Freddie. --- "What is happening?" I asked. Freddie immediately turned toward me. The moment he saw me, his eyes filled with rage. "Ask your husband!" My heart sank. Camden appeared moments later. His face cold. "What is this?" Freddie laughed bitterly. "You fired me." Silence. Everyone froze. Even I was shocked. "Fired?" Camden nodded.