Freddy Rockstar Novels & Stories

"I can drink something cold today, Freddie." The bartender immediately felt annoyed when he saw Scarlett flirting with Frederick. Frederick just said impassively to him, "Get me a Flaming Sex!" The bartender was startled. The Flaming Sex was a strong cocktail, and he wasn't sure if this soft-looking boy toy could bear it. He must be trying to look good in front of the gorgeous woman next to him! Scarlett smiled teasingly. "Freddie, I guess you're captivated by my red lips." The bartender narrowed his eyes and looked at Frederick in jealousy.

I saw Freddy, the man who had introduced me to the place, and wondered Was he Roxies protector now? Freddy was a very handsome man, Id give him that, and hed never had problems with women. Those brown puppy dog eyes and blond hair kept the ladies on a leash, begging to take care of him. I, on the other hand, had black hair, dark gray eyes and was so tall and broad women often found me intimidating. If the broadness had been fat, it might have softened my appearance a bit, but every inch of me was covered in muscle. I worked hard to maintain my health, and I didnt allow an ounce of fat to form on me.

“You must be out of your mind.” “I’ve been eagerly anticipating this moment—to return to this place.” Frederick stared out at the water, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. His body was covered in a multitude of tattoos, leaving no space untouched. He served as a front-line soldier and held a beta position in my brother’s ranks. He had launched a surprise attack on Gray, completely unaware of his true abilities. Frederick reveled in the adrenaline of risky situations, seeking out thrills and excitement, while I remained content with my ordinary life.

Just like the pro in licking pussy that he is, Frederick licked my stress away, sucking and working his tongue in and out of my honeypot. “You care if Tommy gets a ride?.'’ he asked, standing up. “Tell Tommy to be fast about it.” i said breathing heavily, my eyes also turned to look at the door. Frederick opened his zipper after freeing his belt and there was Tommy. Stretched out, perfect red head with beautiful veins all over him. “Arrgh... Fuck!... Shit...” i moaned, trying to keep my voice as low as possible. 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.

“If I show up, I’m not doing it to help your company.” Scott met her gaze. “I know.” She turned back to Randy. “I’m showing up to end your version of me in front of everyone who believes it.” Randy’s smile sharpened. “Then come.” Freeda tore the card in half and let the pieces fall between them. Randy’s eyes flickered, just once. Then he smiled again, colder. “Perfect. Now they’ll call you unstable with proof.” Freeda’s chest lifted on a slow breath. “Call me whatever you want that helps you sleep better.”

Somehow, Freddy wasn’t that angry, he laughed quietly, it wasn’t a joyous laugh, from the look in his eyes, it was pure evil laughter. “You’re really a strong one for being conscious after receiving Hatake’s nab, it was meant to take you out instantly, but I’m happy you’re still conscious to hear me,” Freddy started, he took out another marijuana from his inner jacket pocket and lighted it up before he continued.

He gripped him tightly, then slammed him to the ground. Freddy growled furiously. His claws swung upwards, trying to tear through Oscar's body—but they missed. Oscar gave him no room. He pressed down harder, his jaws inching closer to Freddy's throat. But Freddy was no easy opponent. With a mighty shove he broke free and immediately pounced. His fangs sunk brutally into Oscar's back. A furious roar came from Oscar's throat. With a sudden movement, he twisted his body and kicked Freddy with incredible force.

Derek said, and she fumbled to get her cell out as fast as she could. “Who’s your friend?” Gary asked. “Who, her?” Derek asked innocently. Then he looked at me… grinned… and said, “She’s a huge reporter for Rolling Stone. We’ve got to do an interview, like, right away.” “I thought you didn’t give interviews,” Scott said, shocked. I couldn’t tell if he was surprised about the interview, or if he was still processing the whole ‘biggest rock star in the world sitting three feet away from me after bumming a ride’ situation.

She smiles at him with such love that it just fuels the fire in me even more to help these kids and Freya to escape. “PET!” Speaking of the devil, I turn and see Hobbit Gallum, aka Rocco, at the window of the large door. “You need to come with us. HE wants to see you.” His cackle crawls under my skin and makes me want to punch him right in the throat so I don’t have to listen to it anymore. Freya’s fear is mirrored even on the children’s faces as they hear the sick cackle of the rogue. I know she is worried, so I squeezed her hand to reassure her it would be alright before walking over to him and following the group of rogues from the cavern.

"And what did you mean? You're talking like you know me." "I know you more than you know yourself honey" Frederick said, still advancing. "I could write millions of books about you. We've been together in every lifetime. Every single one. We were destined to be together." Okay. This one was definitely a psycho. Nothing he said made any sense. Prince Ron released the band and the stone flew directly to Frederick's head like lightning. To Prince Ron's shock, Frederick caught it with one hand and pressed it with two fingers, grinding it to dust.