Fnia Freddy Novels & Stories

“Fine! I’ll go to Freedonia and deal with Kenneth myself!” She stormed out. Back at her office, she had everything investigated. When Geneva confirmed Kenneth was indeed the new majority shareholder, Freya said: “Geneva, pack your things. We’re going to Freedonia.” “F-Freedonia?” Geneva squeaked. “Do they have oatmeal over there?” Meanwhile, the inner devils stayed quiet—for now. They were conserving energy. But one thing was certain: Freedonia would not know what hit it! Inner Devil: ‘Freedonia, a country with plenty of perfect men!’

Xenoah smiled sparingly at him. Fans? "They are already crazy" he whispered. The man laughed and looked at me. An etchoserang smile flashed on his lips. "So Attorney it looks like the news is real that you're busy right now" that Fredd guy stated with playfulness. Xenoah laughed before wrapping his hand around my waist. "What do you think?" he asked playfully. "Oh my ghosh!" the guy yelled and stood up still fanning with his hand. "You'll be breaking thousands of heart Attorney" he added.

BRANDON The scent of brewed coffee and warm buttered toast drifted through the air as I stood by the kitchen island, flipping through my emails on the tablet. Freya sat at the breakfast table, her hair falling softly over her shoulder, still damp from her morning shower. She was slicing into a piece of fruit, her expression distant, like her thoughts were elsewhere—somewhere quiet and far away.

“But what about you? What’s your hidden talent?” Freya hesitated for a moment before grinning. “I can yodel.” Nikolai’s fork paused mid-air. “You’re kidding.” “I’m not!” Freya said, giggling. “My grandfather taught me when I was a kid. It’s a ridiculous skill, but it makes for great party entertainment.” “Okay, now I need to hear this. Right here, right now.” Freya shook her head, laughing. “Not a chance. Maybe someday, if you’re lucky.”