Freddy 13 Novels & Stories

Freya's face fell. “My lips are sealed” She stepped away from him first. “You're the last person I'd want to keep secrets with”. She got into character again. “Now, if you'll excuse me–” She flicked her hair. “I'm going to my friends,” she said, her voice affected with condescension. She strutted off toward a group nearby. “Man,” Erwin watched her go. “She’s like how old again?” “She turns 13 soon. Teen angst” Nadia whispered.

Frederick merely tilted his head to the side, then delivered a swift whip-like kick from above, crushing the thunderous light. He did it as easy as extinguishing a cigarette butt! The shockwave sent Rory flying through the air. "With how loud you were shouting, I thought you'd be a bit stronger this time. Turns out you're all bark and no bite," Frederick remarked nonchalantly as he scratched his ear absentmindedly. Behind him, Jasmine's eyes widened as she gaped in shock. Holy crap! Frederick wasn't kidding! He actually managed to take down Rory in seconds! Could it be that his mysterious SSS-level file identity was really true?

“I’m not going to hurt you.” Peering into his eyes told her a few things. His pupils were unusually large and he seemed a little confused. Jacob had obviously drugged him pretty strongly but she had no idea what he’d used. The powerful guy sprawled on the floor probably couldn’t move. He’d have fought otherwise when Jacob had assaulted him. He lay meekly next to her but his eyes were lively and another growl tore from his slightly parted lips. She tried not to shiver from the sight of his sharp fangs.

I inform her. "We heard. Freddie likes you," she smiles. "He said you're a little spooky but you seem less uptight than your brother," "He said that? He didn't say that," Freddie doesn't strike me as someone who would be disrespectful not even as a joke. "He was super polite and iffy when we met. He was like what the fuck is this thing. It was funny," "He did say that. He and Jayk are tight. Ottis was a hater. It doesn't surprise me that he was dealing with the pack. He was probably selling him information too," she admits.

But his mother was alone and that was the reason why Freddy was called to be with his mother. He did not go inside the house. He stayed in the garden. There was a hammock swing bed in their garden. Freddy laid down on the hammock bed and closed his eyes. Just then, he heard a sweet voice. A voice that made him open his eyes. There was a little girl with a small jar of honey in her hand. She was hiding behind the log of the tree. And licking the honey off of her hand and her fingers. She looked like she was hiding from someone.

“What did you say?” Freddy was gorgeous, tall with a muscular build, and far too many tattoos for polite society. He had that bad boy vibe down to a science. Back in the day, he’d rebelled against his parent’s wishes, smoked far too much weed, and somehow ten years of his life slipped away. Now, at twenty-eight, Freddy was pulling his life together. Not only was he almost finished with his Bachelor of Science at the community college, but he’d also cut back on the weed and booze so he could help more at The Grind.

Everyone stood awed at them, gathering around the platform in front of the glass. “They look like ordinary people, but underneath that flesh they’re nothing but monsters. The legend of them reaching back to as far as then fourteen hundreds.” I felt my body heat and my fist ball up at my sides. “Hello? What’s going on?” Raven’s soft voice traveled through the glass and I heard gasps from Queen Fara. “They are no such thing! Those two children are humans. More so than you’ll ever be!”

Stella spins around and her face goes pale when she sees the three of us walking toward her with expressions that probably make it clear we're not happy about what we just witnessed. "Sebastian" Stella says and tries to paste on a smile. "This isn't what it looks like" "It looks like you just assaulted someone" Zane says flatly. "I barely touched him" Stella protests. "He's being dramatic" I walk past Stella without acknowledging her and crouch down next to Freddie who is sitting on the floor surrounded by notebooks and pens that scattered from his backpack. "You okay" I ask quietly. "I'm fine" Freddie says but I can see the way he's favoring his left shoulder where he landed.

Freddie responded with equal ferocity, thrusting his hips slightly, groaning deep. Meanwhile, April’s face twisted, and her jaw clenched slightly as she tried to look away, but just couldn’t. Freddie, on the other hand, couldn’t get enough of Cindy. He gripped her by the waist, lifting her slightly before twisting her around until her ass pressed back against him. Cindy’s head fell back, a raw cry ripping from her throat.

Freddy opened the door from inside. When Aster got in, Freddy quickly shut the door, as if he was afraid that Larissa would change her mind. Chuckling, Larissa got into the front seat. She turned around and asked Freddy, "What game are you going to play with Aster?" Like magic, Freddy produced an iPad and started a game with colorful visuals. Sounds of cheerful music echoed in the car. Freddy and Aster were around the same age, so they had common interests. After a while, Aster's attention was focused on the game and both of them played together happily.