Romans & histoires Freddy Rockstar

Frederick's voice had even gone high-pitched. "Oh, I'm gonna fuck, I'm gonna fuck Joy Jar's ass and then yours, Crusher. Because I found out that my meal ticket here is broke, completely destitute! And that's not all, he likes to abuse helpless young ladies, look at me, bad boy!" Big Lock looked at me with a demonic smile. "Big Lock, it's not like that." I was getting desperate seeing the three men coming at me. "Big Lock, what else did your contact say?" Frederick asked, and Big Lock went back to the door.

I had boyfriends before, but I always ended up getting cheated on. I had only every kissed a guy once. Vic never let me live it down, since he was a quiet, nerdy guy. Being this close to a guy that I find this attractive, was a very different situation for me. “Well, until yesterday, I had only lived in one house for my entire life. My favorite color is red, I prefer night-time to day, my favorite season is autumn, my favorite holiday is Halloween, I’m in college for funeral science, I like metal music, video games, reading and writing, and I love nature.” I listed my interests for him. He was staring at me like I was telling him the most exciting news of his life. “Funeral science, huh?” H

Freddie cries as Dante lifts him out of the car. “Oh, bambino. It’s okay,” Dante soothes, holding him close. “I was about to tell Mamma anyway. You did such a good job. I’m proud of you for keeping it a secret as long as you did.” “But, Papa—” “No buts,” Dante says, gently wiping Freddie’s tears. “You did great.” He kisses Freddie’s nose, which makes him scrunch his face and giggle—a little watery, but still a giggle.

His face is like a granite stone, shaped, detached and flawless and his eyes are an Amber colour. Fredrick steps forth. Ryker doesn’t budge but I visibly slide back. I am fucking scared of this man for many reasons. “ Hiding? What am I hiding? My dick? You want to see it? ” Ryker pokes fun at Fredrick but there is no humour in his tone. My jaw hits the floor for the nth time in the same night. “ Enjoy this while it lasts. One day I will come into your pack…” Fredrick threatens in an icy tone. “ and I will drag you away on a leash. Everyone will see. After I will be done humiliating you, I am going to kill you. ”

“I’m going to step into the bathroom to put on something sexy and take care of protection. You just get naked and in bed.” As soon as she closed the door, Freddie jumped out of his pants, peeled his sticky boxers off, and threw them against the wall where they stuck. He sat in the bed and tried to relax. Baseball, I’ve got to think baseball. Singles, doubles, triples, homers. I’m going to score a grand slam! The door opened and she stepped out wearing nothing but a smile. “Is this too much clothing or just enough?”

“Dad, it was good. I now have a new friend. His name is Sander and he’s so cool. He loves Spiderman like me and spiders.” Obviously, he had had a great first day and Chloe was happy for him. But, she couldn’t say the same thing for herself, she had the worst day ever and it was all due to the unwanted slash wanted attention she had gotten from Zach Elliot-Day. That last name sounded fancy, a name she had never heard before. She could tell that he was rich from the clothes he was wearing. His ridiculously expensive wristwatch looked as if it could pay the first mortgage on their house. He had made sure to show her how hard school would be for her and she hoped that he gets bored soon and leav

Waiting. And lately, Freddie had started thinking… Why not him? Why did Ledger get everything? The glory. The spotlight. The girl. It wasn’t just about Cassie anymore. It was about everything. Ledger got to be the star. He had the perfect family. The name. The charm. The backup. And Freddie? He just played his part. Always two steps behind. Not today. Freddie shot Ledger a text that morning. “Meet me on the ice. One-on-one. First to three.”

“I’m not that interested in swimming, but since it’s an excuse to see you naked, I’m game.” “Harr-harr,” I roll my eyes at him, and Freddy laughs, easily pulling me up with him. He is very gentle with me, sort of like an oversized, blonde puppy. He is actually taller than Lucas, but not quite as swole. Freddy is more cut. I grab the hem of my jeans. “Promise not to get inside my head even when I’m without my vervain.” He places his hand on his chest with a smile, and I try not to check out his abs. “I promise not to read your mind...now, will you please undress?”

Report to my office tomorrow at 9 AM or a warrant will be issued for your arrest. Maya stared at the messages as Marcus's car drove through dark Manhattan streets. 30 days until the apocalypse. And she'd just given the FBI reason to put her back in jail. The question was: could she do enough in the next 12 hours to make it worth it? Or had visiting that baby just cost her the freedom to save anyone?