Fred X Shaggy Novels & Stories

"Have a drink with me. What’s your name?” “It’s Shawty.” “No last name?” She shook her head. Frederick chuckled and tried to suppress the large laugher that was coming out of his mouth. She looked at him with disgust. “I’m sorry but where I’m from, the United States, Shawty is kind of like slang and you don’t fit the definition.” “What do you mean?” she asked. She never really liked Americans, she always found them rude and abrasive but this one seemed very mellow. “For one, you aren’t that short.” He laughed. He stood up and began circling her slowly then he stayed behind her and placed his chin on her head while wrapping his hands around her, his inhibitions were weakened by aphrodisiac.

Screamed internally as her fiancé led her around the table. Taking a seat across from the man, she looked up rather reluctantly. Met his eyes. Stared at him with the same bewilderment he had. He’d shaven. A mustache hid his upper lip. Made him look so cruel in the very way that had always made her want to tear off her underwear and open her legs. His hair fell over his forehead. Bare cheeks looking rather gaunt, lined delicately with age. She could have laughed at the fact she felt they were meeting for the first time. Two altered versions of themselves. Unchanged yet so different.

We must have had an ill-fated intercourse in our previous lives,"Shaggy muttered. He picked up his phone and flipped on his phone's camera. "I could earn some dough for this little business," he said to himself and switched off his phone's shutter sound and flash light. Although it was night and darkness had closed in, shaggy was sure the illumination in the eatery would do the job. He positioned himself carefully and took shots at different angles and positions. He wasn't pleased until the last one, it gave a clearer picture of Jeff's facial features. Jeff felt uncomfortable on his seat. It was the first time he would have such feelings at Good Times. Without much ado, he retracted his step

It doesn't take long for me to find out. "Let's see how many more times we can make her cum," Shaggy says, a broad grin on his face, and a shudder ripples through my body.

Mr Shaughnessy owns several productive companies in the country and as I have mentioned earlier, he has five handsome sons. Their names are Andres, Alderson, Atlas, Adrian and Avril. They are like young gods of Gold Valley city. They have the looks, the wealth and the class. Atlas is my mate in school and so I have the chance to see him a lot. I am also two of his one hundred and twenty four thousand followers on I*******m. (Both ghost accounts.) I'm not a weirdo, I promise. If only you could have a glance at him then you would understand.

They sat down and waited for Shawn. When Georgie saw a pot of hot tea on the coffee table, she slowly poured Xyla and herself a cup of tea each… Very soon, the door opened. Shawn walked in. He was a middle-aged man. Apart from being bald, he also had a beer-belly. Xyla felt disgusted by the sight of his face. Shawn seemed very arrogant when he looked at Xyla and Georgie. “One of you is the CEO, and the other is the president, right?” he asked.

The teacher asked, with his tone soft and gentle instantly. Xander stood up from his desk and there was a dead silence. His figure was like a wall and there was a strong aura around him that sent shivers around everyone. His body was well-built with heavy muscles that could be seen through the school uniform. I could see the tattoo of a dragon and wolf on his arms. His torso was so huge it made his shirt tighten over his body. Each step he took was enough to send everyone shaking so hard. I looked up at his stony face and my heart skipped a beat. I never knew I could be this afraid, but I was losing control. The man in front of me was so fierce.

Heidi's cheeks were pale, and her entire body was covered in bandages after they tended to her. Seeing the press, she promptly seized the moment and started crying in front of the cameras, rasping in grief, "It's all Zoe Harris' fault! That stupid woman insisted we go shark diving while she's on her period, and her bleeding sent the sharks into a frenzy! We would have been fine without her—I would still have my arm, and everyone would be alive. She's so selfish! It's all her fault!" The crowd erupted in an uproar at her words. While all the journalists all turned their cameras at me, the rubberneckers were clearly scowling and murmuring in disapproval.

The photographers were taking pictures of us and at long last we went back to our seats. " Congrats Sophia" Khalid congratulated as I sat back beside him. " Thanks brother" " You deserve it" Ethan said and Sophia blushed again. " You guys didn't go get some food?" I asked as I looked around the table. There were only glasses of water around and I really felt like chewing something. " Faryah you ate everyone's shrimp bowl, what else do you want?, are you sure you're okay?" Sophia asked as she kept her clutch on the table. " I am fine, I'm just feeling so hungry again, climate change maybe, or hormones" I said again. " Yeah hormones" She was still giving me the questioning look.

A week after the embarrassing incident, Mark made yet another suggestion. “Just give it a shot, Samson,” he insisted after Samson said no for the hundredth time. “The guy is completely trustworthy. He won’t breathe a syllable to anybody about this.” His old friend couldn’t possibly be serious. “A shrink? You want me to go see a shrink?” Samson asked, looking at Mark like that was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard come out of his friends mouth. And it probably was. “I’m a One hundred and Fourty three year old vampire, Mark. What could this guy possibly say to me that I haven’t heard before?” Samson asked.