Freddy Lyrics Novels & Stories

After Frankie had eventually squirted his gunk down her throat, she licked him clean appreciatively before standing up. "Can I have a look at the lyrics?" she said eagerly. "Sure, darling," Frankie said contentedly, zipping himself up. Claire had a look at the sheet he handed to her and sang the first verse to a virtually random tune. "# Ooh, baby, I love the way you touch me with your lips. # You make me moist with lust when you kiss me on my nips. # Ooh, honey, I love to touch you with my mouth. # You feel as hard as steel when I go down south."

Clasping my thighs tight against it, I allowed him to do his will. Freddy didn't waste any time bringing me to tears. "Should I stop?" "Don't you dare!" He chuckled, proceeding to dig in deeper, withdrawing slowly while his lips trembled against the skin of my neck. I lost it. I missed Freddy. I miss how good it used to be. "Fredmon," I whispered into his ear, my voice shaky, you'd think I said "Red monkey" Silence. "F*ck me back to my senses. Please.”

My voice came out shaking. Freddie slowly turned toward me. His expression changed the moment he saw me. Surprise. Then anger. Then something I couldn't understand. "Maddie..." I stepped back. "Don't." My hand tightened around the door handle. "Don't say my name like you still have the right to." His jaw tightened. "This isn't what it looks like." I looked at the knife in his hand. A bitter laugh escaped my lips. "Really?" My eyes filled with tears. "Then explain it to me, Freddie."

She tried to pull his hand away, but his strength was miles beyond hers. "Daddy... let go, it really hurts..." she whimpered, her eyes welling up from the stinging pain. "You’re the one who asked for it, aren't you?" Revan hissed. His gaze dropped to her heaving chest before snapping back to her eyes. "Don’t ever play with fire if you aren't ready to get burned. You think I’m like those idiots your mother married before? I could break you in a heartbeat without even blinking." He held that crushing grip for several long, agonizing seconds. It felt like he was channeling every bit of frustration and lust he’d been holding back since last night directly into her skin. Once he saw the genuine f

Beside me, Ellie was laser-locked on her drummer crush, eyes wide and greedy. Teddy’s voice sliced through the noise—low and rough, like smoke catching on gravel. “I was born with a target on my back, Silver spoon, golden trap. They said ‘Sign here, make us proud,’ But I’d rather burn it down than bow…” I sucked in a breath. The lyrics hit different. Sharp and raw. And then the chorus dropped. “So I run loud, louder than their chains, Scream my name in the pouring rain.” The crowd exploded. Everyone was singing. Screaming. Living.

Freya grins widely, tapping on her temple. “What will I do without you?” She's honestly my guardian angel at this point. “Crash and burn spectacularly.” She giggles. “I'm gonna let that slide cause I'm in a good mood.” “But you know it's truee.” she sings, swaying her body side to side. “Alright Freya let's get to work.” “Yes ma'am,” my best friend playfully salutes. “Operation kick James's dusty ass out of here is a roll.” “And operation make my father eat his words back too.” I grin like a Cheshire cat.

Her body shook violently as the memories flooding her. “Let me go!” she gasped, her voice raw, broken. The other man chuckled, crossing his arms casually as though they weren’t in the middle of an office building. “After all this time, and we find you hiding in plain sight. Working as someone’s assistant, no less. Pathetic.” Freya’s vision blurred, stars dancing before her eyes as the man’s grip tightened. She kicked weakly, her voice breaking into a strangled sob. And then, the words tore out of her lips, desperate and trembling.

He tells us. “Ok then, now Dylan I have to tell you, this will be less painful for you if you just let me in.” Freya tells him. “What will?” He asks her. “This.” She says and then she puts both her hands on his head and starts chanting a few seconds later Dylan's breathing gets loud and he let's out a scream. “Ahhhhhhhhh!”

Freya closed her eyes and leaned her head back. Every inch that Vincenzo went down made Freya's heart chump a little harder. Vincenzo's hands had succeeded in pulling off her panties. Freya let Rufus's lyrics wash over her mind. The song had never made more sense to her. If the world were coming to an apocalyptic, catadysmic end, this is exactly where she'd want to be: with Vincenzo. She opened her eyes and found him looking down at her.

Felix glared at Freddo “What he needs now is rest and not that alcohol in your mind!” Felix almost yelled to Freddos face “That's okay guys, we can celebrate if that's what Freddo wants” “Yess….” Freddo dance in excitement, while the others shook their heads in annoyance