Freddie Prinze Novels & Stories

Pride was all he had left. “Yes,” he said, voice carrying coldly into the chamber. “It was I. Better I be here, than thousands more. Better my blood feed their greed than yours. Hate me if you must—but live. That is all that matters.” For a moment, silence thickened. Then laughter broke it—the officer’s cruel and booming. “Listen to him!” the vampire jeered, turning to the others nearby. “The little prince believes his suffering noble. As though chains around his neck are a crown!”

"I'll be flying you today as your pilot, and you'll be on board the Creed 1011." I hadn't even had a chance to soak that in before a giant drape came crashing down, and there stood what looked like— A miniature plane. A sleek, private, deluxe miniature plane. And on the outside, right there, in big, no-nonsense letters— CREED 1011. I blinked. Wait. Wait a fucking minute. Did this guy…? Did this guy have his own private jet?!

I thought Tommy was doing a good job, until Frederick raised my two legs with his arm, drawing me a lit forward and then intensified his thrusts. “O–oh... my... Arrgh...” “Jasmine have you gone knots!?” Shit!. I was startled by Prisca's loud yell, her voice shaking the entire space. "Prisca, calm down!” “Don't fucking tell me to calm down.” she said, her eyes fixed on Frederick who was buckling his belt. My eyes followed Frederick as he's walking out of the office, showing no signs of fear. Prisca took a step towards him and i stopped her in her tracks.

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.

Arlen nodded in agreement as they slowly approached Vermeil. Vermeil Fonde is a transfer student during their last year at middle school. Before, he was seen as a delinquent because of his flaming red hair which both the students and the teachers thought that he dyed his hair due to him being influenced overseas. But, his elder brother, Zedrick Fonde who was studying in his second year at high school explained that it was the natural color of his hair. Even Zedrick’s hair was golden blonde which also made him mistaken as a delinquent like his younger brother now.

"Nice to meet you." "And the-" he gestured to the twins but was stopped by them. "Fred," said one of the twins. "We want to be introduced last." continued the other. These guys are embarrassing. "Very well," Fred nodded and gestured to the prince, who I already started to dislike. "This here is Prince Ace Feradin from the Kingdom of Tordis. Please forgive him from his rudeness earlier." Instead of bowing, prince Ace nodded his head once. "By the way, that's PRINCE Ace for YOU"

"Fine, I... Well, thanks to you. Everything is easier now." And he was quiet. Distant, somehow. Still, she was okay with that. She never had anything to say. She watched him raise his champagne flute to his lips and tip it over then say, "I can help you find your sister, Elizabeth." She stared at him, shock etched over her face. She didn't know how he knew about her sister, but he was the Crown Prince. He must know everything. "Your Highness, I don't know what to say—"

Ace smirked with his words, and said “If you want, you can have her, Fred. I don’t care.” Jacob let out a chuckle. Freddie said “No, no... I mean, I’ll just make sure she won’t reveal that pub thing anywhere, although she won’t say as it spoil her reputation too. I’ll keep her away from shaking hands with Edwin.” Ace and Jacob looked at him as if Freddie was caught stealing something. “Anyway, I’m leaving. Bye.” Freddie said and walked out. Ace and Jacob sat silent, thinking about Freddie’s words. They would’ve been really overthinking if the rivalry was not that much but it was not the case.

"What are you doing here?" Fred was just about to answer when someone else spoke for him. "He's here because the queen called him. We need Prince Freds help to know more about Tamer magic in order to help you." Said PRINCE Ace, who had mysteriously sneaked behind us. His full name is PRINCE Ace Feradin. The most ungrateful, snob, rude, and spoiled bastard among the princes. He is an elf that has this weird mumbo jumbo magic that controls....errr more like plants and can see and talk to animals. Kind of like Snow White. Black hair and midnight blue eyes. Good looking but I still prefer Fred.

"Hey, scum, I've made myself perfectly clear. I am not Selena. I won't be like those women who are willing to share you, or serve you for your power and rank. If it's empty flattery and false affection you want, then go to her. Why are you clinging to me?" Freya struggled fiercely but couldn't break free from the prince's grip. "Let go! Don't touch me with the same hands that touched her!" she shouted. Still, Frederick didn't release her. In a sudden fury, Freya raised her hand and struck him sharply across the face. The loud smack echoed through the silent ranks of soldiers. Every one of them froze, eyes wide, barely daring to breathe. Even Sally felt a chill run down her spine. He was a pr