Fnaf Golden Freddy 2 Novels & Stories

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.

After about an hour of searching, Freddie found a room that looked filled with holding cages, as wild animals that to his horror held his friends, soldiers with whom he used to train. Pale dragon shifters, barely alive, almost naked, some even mutilated and with missing limbs. Freddie felt his blood boiling with the fire of revenge at Y but he had fellows to save first, so that is what he did. He allowed Nathaniel and Gideon to open the cage doors for them and then helped them make a beeline towards the path he had taken to reach there, so he could get off of the island with the survivors he had found.

Fred pushes a table closer to Grayson and lays his hands on the table. "W-what... W-what are you.... tryna do..." "Shhh! Stay silent and watch!" Fred takes out his plier and pegs his forefinger on it, he twist the plier and Grayson scream as he hears his finger breaking. Fred laughs. "Yeah! That's it, scream for me baby" He continues breaking Grayson's fingers, when he's done with all ten fingers he keeps the plier and pick a hand blade. "B-boss.... please..... plea....."

Freddy gave Lance Howling a conciliatory smile: "Brother, can I borrow your car?" "Take a taxi. I'll give you money." Lance Howling kept his eyes closed, seemingly disinterested in Freddy. Freddy begged: "But I have to go for a long time. Taking a taxi will cost a lot of money." "Where did you learn such frugality? It will surprise you! I'd rather spend money on you to take a taxi than pay for medical bills and car repairs." Lance Howling sighed, eyes still closed. Freddy is not only excellent as a Marketing Manager, but he is also good at two other things: speeding and flirting with women.

By ‘court’ he meant the ‘multi-billion dollar company’ one that my mate would soon rule beside me. “She’s out for the moment,” I said, not one bit ready for him to meet Freya. He only needed a split second for him to judge her inside out. His hawk eyes would roam his body in disapproval. “She’s the future Luna of the Waterfall pack, she has an event in two weeks and she’s not in for what? A moment?” He asked, his disapproval not one bit coated. Maybe trying to protect Freya wouldn’t look good on her. “She’s training,” I told him.

Stands over me bleeding out on the floor. "I told you. I told you this is where it ends." He picks up the silver knife. "But I'm merciful. I'll make it quick." He raises the knife. Aims for my heart. This is it. This is how I die. Then Freya crashes back into the room. Half-shifted. Her wolf partially emerged. Eyes glowing gold. Feral. Desperate. Powerful beyond her training. She slams into Asher. Knocks him off his feet. The knife goes flying.