Freaky Friday 2 Novels & Stories

" Jacob's smile was a thin, crooked line. His eyes never left mine. "I dragged things out to draw you downstairs, so you'd be my witness. But since there are cameras in the stairwell, I can't leave you alive, either. I'm going to kill everyone in this building!" He clamped down harder. I'd been flailing in panic, but suddenly, I went still and met his gaze, perfectly calm. "W-what's going on…" Jacob froze and squeezed my neck harder, then seemed to realize something was wrong. "What's happening? Why am I—"

Fix! Half daydreaming, Fay bumped into someone. That person also didn’t think there was someone else in the apartment. Both of them were shocked to death.

she turned to me with a shoulder bump and I laughed. "Really Cami?" An embarrassed sheepish look on her face when she understood why I laughed at the movie choice and the situation I was in. But in my case, they were three beasts instead of one I thought to myself and Cami muttered that we should watch something else. We settled on Frozen 2 and I couldn't help but bounce in my seat because why the fuck not? The second movie was amazing and a rewatch sounded so good right now. My cramps have subsided to small contractions and the tea must've really kicked in as I didn't feel anything at one point besides contentment and childlike joy of watching my favorite movie.

Inner Devil 2, convulsing like a cartoon electrocuted by pleasure: ‘AHHH! I just came for the third time, and I’m not even the one getting railed!’ Inner Devil, riding a flaming mechanical bull, waving a lasso: ‘YEE-HAW! Forget baptizing the penthouse, let him bless every surface, Freya! The couch! The kitchen! The damn chandelier if it holds!’ Inner Devil 2: ‘Welcome to the Grand Opening of Freya’s Pleasure Palace! Starring: Sir Kenneth and His Holy Sword!’

Thankfully, I had bought out the whole place. “Yes, I do. They’re in Germany.” For some reason I didn’t even know why I held back on most things. And I knew this was bad for someone I claimed was my best friend. “W-why are you in Rochester then?” She burped. “You’re drunk, Nora.” I reached for the shot she held in her hand. “We should go.” “I don’t want to go,” she said softly. “I want to stay with you, not with my grumpy, evil father and a puppet of a brother, Aiden.”

Headlights cutting through darkness. The facility was one of those massive concrete buildings. Rows of orange doors. Security cameras. Gate requiring a code. Sienna had given me Daniel's access code. Four digits. His daughter's birthday. The gate opened. I drove to unit 237. Second floor. Corner unit. The hallway was empty. Fluorescent lights flickering. Smelling like dust and old cardboard. I unlocked the unit. Rolled up the door. It screeched. Too loud in the silence. Inside: boxes. Dozens of them. Stacked floor to ceiling.

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I stumbled upstairs, pushing through sweaty bodies, my short party dress riding up my thighs as I hurried up the stairs. The house seemed endless, corridor after corridor, door after door. I just wanted somewhere quiet to understand what was wrong with me. I tried several doors, but they were either locked or occupied by students, making out or fucking themselves. Finally, I found one at the end of the long hallway on the top floor. It looked quiet and safe. I slipped inside and closed the door with a soft click.

he said. "A hologram of Freddy Kruger ripping a kid in half I guess," Frances said. He laughed. "A kid tied to a tree and being tickled by slender hands." "Please say less of that." Frances quivered. "Okay, no horror talks tonight," he said. "Maybe you could tell me about the EGG machine," Frances said.

It took her a minute to get into the portal and type in the password. In the application itself, there were a few more password-protected folders, and she knew something had to be saved inside each folder. To gain access to her first folder, she was asked a question. “Where did I first meet Jing Yue?” She answered with the name of the hotel and the seminar they had attended, but this wasn’t enough. She was locked out from Ying Xue’s memories. Maybe Janny would have an idea. Out of curiosity, she explored the rest of Ying Xue’s memories, leading her to realise their dissimilarities.