Freddy Krueger Novels & Stories

Caressing her scarred face, Deirdre gritted her teeth and raised her head to try again, “Sorry, I was just hoping you would—” Showing her face again elicited even more panic. A man who must have been with the woman joined the commotion by kicking Deirdre away from their path. “Where the hell did this nutcase escape from?!” he jeered in contempt. “Get out of the way, Freddy Krueger. Approach us again and I swear I’ll beat you all the way to kingdom come!” The man brandished his knuckles and left with the woman. Deirdre was used to it. She got back to her feet and continued to search for someone kind enough to help. Unfortunately, everyone she met was repulsed b

she apologized, as she heaved a sigh of relief amidst fear. Pissed off again. She querried within her confused mind as she soon drove off south ridge road down town escaping from Bob Joker. Freya really need to run away from town because she could easily predict every step of revenge of the monstrous drug dealer, he would definitely continue to hunt for her until he gets rid off the evidence against him. Indeed, she could aptly regard him as a monster dwelling amongst men; perhaps he is capable to wrought worse evil than the devil sometimes.

He was trembling and on the verge of getting panic attack. Stopping the black Porsche just an inch away from him the driver gets out of the vehicle as if in a trance. "Come back to Tehran." He snarled on the face of Victor, his face purely white with an ugly black scar right on the middle of his forehead. He went to the switch board fixed to one of the pillars in the parking lot and put his finger into the socket. His body shook with passing electricity surprising Victor and he died on the spot.

“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.

Frederick yelled as he threw the glass across the room. "I am sorry boss.” Biggy apologized. "Sorry?! Sorry for losing her?! Now someone else has her! And you were so foolish that you didn't even follow the abductor!" Frederick snarled at him. Fury crashed over him and he clenched his fists so hard that he could almost feel his knuckles cracking. He had sent Biggy and two other men to kidnap Ria without leaving a trace. He ordered them to bring her alive at all cost. He had hoped to see her and end her life once and for all but things didn't work out as planned.

“Come out, you bastard.” Her grip tightened, lifting him off the ground effortlessly. He thrashed, clawing at her wrist, but she held firm, strangling the life from him. “YES!” she growled, her voice laced with something ancient, something unholy. “COME OUT, THAN! SHOW YOURSELF!” The sky churned. The shadows quivered. Zander’s limbs went slack. His vision dimmed. And then— The earth cracked beneath her feet. Her balance faltered. Zander’s body crashed to the ground, gasping. A howl—deep, unearthly—split the silence.

"I want to ask you a question and I expect you to be honest. I've been watching you and your best friend for a while. I have to admit I was shocked when I realized you just steal keys for the sake of it. You don't use them. You just wanna mess with people's lives, huh? Do you know how that affects them. You may think it's just keys but losing a batch of keys can ruin a person's life but you don't care about that, do you?" Liana looked away. She'd always warned Gina that her obsession would cause them trouble. Gina's love for keys was normal in the beginning. She bought and collected them and it was fun. Then one day, Gina had seen a woman holding a very unique and beautiful set of keys. She'

“Alex, why did you do it?” Freya answered on his behalf, “President Melvis, I’m the one who killed the guy. In fact, it has nothing to do with Alex. There’s something wrong with this video too. A huge part of the video in the middle has been cut off, and it has been edited! Whenever I, Freya Mayer, want to kill someone, I will just kill him, and I won’t regret it! If you want revenge, then come at me!”

With auburn brown hair and bright green eyes, Frederick Lenard caught the attention of many, being one of the few actors who were invited since most people Azrael was acquainted with are business people with their family or daughters. Azrael knows Frederick from when they were young, Frederick was one of the abandoned children whom his uncle also took under his roof, way before his business became successful, those were the tough times when they can barely afford to have two meals per day, Azrael was ten years old when an eight year old Rikky came into their small home. The actor walked down the hallways near the kitchen, calling out to a staff woman who was walking by while doing her job, s

“What happened to you?!” Dahlia and the others immediately changed expressions after seeing Freddy in such a sorry state. Nobody knew what happened. How did Freddy suddenly drop to the ground?! Did he get shocked by Harvey’s gunshots? There was no way! Freddy was much stronger than that! The elderly person in a black robe quickly rushed toward Freddy. His name was Croix. He was an expert of India’s Celestial Temple, and also Freddy’s personal bodyguard. He specialized in Yoga, while also being well-versed in some medical skills.