Freak Novels & Stories

He replied. This time, I ensured that he didn’t remember me. So I baldly sent a picture of mine and waited anxiously. 「Wanna F?」I added. We were accustomed to use F to stand for Fuck. That was the popular style I learned from my cousin Karen, who was one of my Ex-boyfriend Fletcher’s friends of benefits. 「Hmm.」He only replied such a confusing message first, but then another message followed, 「Pretty hot, but sorry I don’t fuck my nephew’s girl.:)」He even sent me an emoji of a smiling face.

He frowned. When the newcomer didn't answer he didn't take it too personally. "Help me up, would you?" Tom held out a bruised arm, stretching his fingers toward the figure standing in the dark. The figure remained silent and still. Tom frowned, becoming both annoyed and creeped out. "Okay, Freak," he muttered. "Freak?" the figure spoke up at last. "I'll show you a Freak." The flash of white teeth that was a smile curled up and twisted into something else. For a minute Tom figured he was having a nightmare. That he'd been knocked unconscious by Adrian and was now trapped in a hideous dream world.

For a couple of hours, Anna had modeled her favorite fetish wear while I was tied to the bed enduring the FIST edging me to the absolute brink of oblivion. There was a little button on the side of the FIST, labelled "Blast off". If only I could reach that magic button. Pure torture.

The head was swollen and dark. Freya’s eyes went wide. She screamed in pure shock and excitement. “I have never seen a cock that big in my life! How do you even walk with that thing between your legs?” “Shut up,” Kade said, voice rough. “Get on your knees and get to work.”

I asked as I started to also run the sand through my fingers. She hesitates a little but then answers “I am Fraya,” she says as she wipes the tears from her eyes. “Hi, Fraya. What are you doing all on your own in the sand pit?” “They do not like me much, they say I am a freak.” She says as she wipes the boogers from her nose with the back of her hand. “Why would they say that?” I asked her, still playing with the sand. “Because I can see ghosts, you know the wolves that are with the Moon Goddess.” She looks at me as if she is waiting for me to also tell her that she is a freak.

For some reason, she was even more shocked to see her than she was earlier to see the giants. The newcomer was for sure not a giant. She was small really, at five foot six. Freya took a sniff of her, not a werewolf, and yet not human. She was also ‘Other’.” The mother-giant instructed her and she turned to Adrian. “The Martoshi would like to know about the trick you did, earlier with the fire.” She conveyed clearly, though with an accent. She didn’t know who was more surprised, her or Adrian. Adrian beamed at her. “You speak my language!” He exclaimed and Freya scoffed silently. Look at him grinning from ear to ear, she could bet he was a chronic flirt.

One woman, one life, with his best friend as his rival for his mate's heart. Freakn' hell. An already messed up situation just got uglier. But the view got better as Ruth stepped from the water, her back to them, and probably unaware that the back of her white underpants were see-through. With matching groans, he and Kendrick sank deeper in the water. It seemed they'd need a moment before stepping out. Maybe two.

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I grab it and check the screen. Kiki wants to FaceTime. I click accept as soon as I see the name. Kiki is what I call Kieran, my best friend since we started high school. We met as freshmen on our school’s soccer team, and I knew from the moment he opened his mouth that we’d get along. He’s this tiny half-Japanese kid with fluffy brown hair and more energy than a chihuahua with a chew toy. He’s barely grown since, but that just adds to his whole cute schtick – though it’s not as endearing as his smile. Kieran is always smiling, usually accompanied with a big, bubbly laugh that I would personally call a giggle.

It's from Monika. *How is your little peanut doing?* She texts. This little whore did not! ... (to be continued)