Freddie Prinze Novels & Stories

I was the famously sickly daughter of a great general. A cold breeze could make me cough blood. Unfortunately, I also had echopraxia, which made me compulsively imitative. Whatever I saw, I copied, and nobody could stop me. When I was three, one of my father's mistresses staged a hanging to win his attention. I thought it looked interesting, looped a sash around my own neck, and copied her. By the time a maid found me, my eyes had already rolled back. The physician forced three bowls of restorative down me through the night before he got me back. When I was five, my half sister threw herself on the floor screaming for candy. I copied her and stayed unconscious for seven whole days. My fa

Kayla squealed when she was done with his make up. I turned the chair to face the mirror and that was it to make me laugh. His facial expression was priceless. He had to bat his long colored lashes to be sure he was seeing the right thing. "I present to you" kayla started "Princess Dillie of Pinkland!" "My hair!" He screamed "My pretty face!" "Yeah, we just made it a million times prettier" "Aren't you adorable" I said pinching his pink covered cheeks. "You're as cute as a fat clown"

he asked with a hint of incredulity, mirth lacing his deep voice. Prisca smiled sheepishly at his cliché lines and decided to compliment him too. "You look quite stunning too", she said smiling. "Oh please!" He smirked. "Frederick, but most preferably Fred", he said extending his hand towards her. “Prisca, she replied taking his hand." Nice meeting you Fred, Prisca muttered. He let his gaze roam across her pretty little face while her chocolate brown eyes pierced his soul, setting his whole body ablaze.

I can’t see all of his features, only waist length black hair and a massive muscular build that makes him the tallest male in the room. I gasp as a hand bursts through Alpha Bishop’s chest, the movement slow to my eyes, as I can’t quite believe what I just saw. Blood splatters everywhere, even on my shoes from across the room, and there is a tangy scent in the air. My alpha female screams, and oddly enough, Letric is eating his food at the table like nothing happened.

She quickly got down from her dad's lap and tried to hide her chocolates behind her back. “I think, my prince,” She yelled, quickly stuffing some chocolates in her mouth and running away from mom. He went inside the house before her mom could catch her from consuming her favorite chocolates. Elena Edwards is the only daughter of Chase Edwards. He is a well-known businessman, running thousands of companies throughout the city and earning more than enough to provide her with everything she wants. She has three overprotective brothers, Noah Edwards, Brandon Edwards, and Eric Edwards. Noah Edwards is a famous Football player who is like a celebrity. Brandon Edwards is a renowned businessman, run

Me- Ryan, What's up? Ryan- Hi Princess, You home? He said over the phone. Me- Yeah, sure. Ryan- Can I come over?

My foot barely left the gas pedal. When I got to the location, Sophia was already outside. She stood near the studio entrance with an iPad in her hands and a checklist open on her screen like always. Hair perfect. Expression too alert. "You're late," she said without looking up. "Save it," I muttered, walking past her. She trailed behind me, heels tapping quickly, giving me a rundown. “Today’s theme is 'Modern Royalty'. The first look is a dark velvet coat with satin slacks. The shoot will start in fifteen. We've already briefed the lighting and backdrop team.”

princess : really hiccup me : yeah princess come here she obediently came near me I hugged her tightly and pulled her to my lap I started caressing her hair iam really dumbfounded I don't know what to say this little girl faced so much I kissed on her forehead she is in embrace me : princess who is Saketh princess : he is dad's business hiccup partner me : why he wants to hurt you princess : don't hiccup know me : princess why you sended that message princess : which hiccup message me : didn't you send any message to me the day after party princess : I lost hiccup my mobile hiccup in party if she lost her mobile then who sended that message to me iam a fool all these years I believed that st

I spring up from the table knocking it over and causing other men to turn their heads to watch the scene ,in a split second I pull back my arm clenching my fist, I throw it forward with force that knocked on the man I played with backwards when it connected, the dull thud and gasp of breath confirmed that I winded him. The chattering of the crowd fades away when others leave the place I heard someone joining them to help but someone else stopped him informing that I'm the fifth prince. That conversation in the background took me off guard as many people in the states didn't know I was the fifth prince because I always maintained a low profile to stay out of trouble.

Even score. Freddie didn’t speak. Just reset again. Ledger frowned slightly. “You good?” Still nothing. The final round was fast. Brutal, almost. Freddie cut around him quicker than Ledger expected, took the shot, and nailed it. 2–1. Freddie had won. He didn't celebrate though. Ledger hadn't played seriously. Ledger, panting a little now, moved closer and offered a fist bump. “Nice one. You’ve been practicing.” Freddie stared at the offered hand. Then looked up at him.