Freddy Vore Novels & Stories

It was one of the cases he couldn’t get out of his head. Young, beautiful women found in a basement and encased in ice. Their features were forever frozen in time. Their beauty was captured like some horror portrait. It was something they couldn’t unsee no matter how they closed their eyes. The mother was found locked in a cage and her head twisted completely around. It was enough to give the department nightmares for weeks. He took a moment to glance at the TV. He forgot he turned it on. Dr. Freyman’s attack was all over the news.

The very next morning, the world woke to headlines splashed across tabloids: “Mysterious Woman in Vampire King Ricardo Vitalli’s Arms — Who Is She?” The days after the incident blurred into one another for Freya. Though her body healed quickly, her mind betrayed her. Every time she closed her eyes, the memory replayed—strange hands gripping her, the suffocating fear pressing down on her lungs, the helplessness that dragged her back to the darkest moments of her past.

Frore fumed pointing towards herself, as veils of Frost started to cover the wooden walls of her cabin. “ Witch? ” Vayldre suggested Teasingly and Frore huffed out taking a step back. Vayldre raised his hand and grabbed her wrist before pulling her down beside himself. Frore screamed out and started thrashing, making Vayldre groan out and make her sit down forcefully. Frore's eyes went wide in fear. Gulping, she stopped moving and Vayldre took a breath of relief. This woman was causing him a headache now. “ Wh-What are you doing? ” Frore blurted out confused due his weird behaviour.

He was taking their revenge on her for everything that happened that day. In front of their very eyes, on the live video feed, as Freddie watched, crying for his sister, Waai first broke as many fingers and bones as he could, the sickening sounds of her screams and breaking bones echoing. Finally, he cradled the neck of the whimpering girl and snapped it to an odd angle, killing her and then lighting her on fire. Freddie had turned his face away, not being able to watch as everyone stood helplessly because they had no idea where they were and by the time they could've reached them, Isabella would've been dead anyway.

Her voice, slurred with pleasure, carried down the corridors, shameless and unrestrained. Oh, not again! A growl rumbled in my chest and my feet took the stairs two at a time, anger pounding in my veins. Freya was a lot like me. She was a sex lover, almost a sex freak. She took pride in going down with strong male pack mates who were very skilled in driving her to the peak of sexual pleasure with their manhood. At first, I rarely complained or chastised her as she hasn't found her mate yet; so far she doesn’t allow incapable disgusting werewolves have their way with her.

+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 20. 12. 2030 *5am* The name Kate Freddie was spread all over the country as the name of a criminal. The Police and FBI had no choice than to declare an unknown person wanted. It was not ever known if Kate Freddie was the real culprit’s real name, all that they knew was that it was the name she used in carrying out her atrocities.

She turned as the girl filled it halfway before she was instructed to leave with the other girls, Freya couple only stare at her steak feeling queasy by what she had just witnessed, as vampires were banned from drinking human blood, But Aldro did not care. Dex and Diandra were not fazed as they nursed their drinks, and Freya had to act like she wasn’t fazed either, as she squeezed on her fists till they turned white and released them before she reached for the fork and knife with shaky hands and cut into the steak, chewing it whole as he tried to push much as she could down without thinking of the monstrous things he did to these young women, Freya chews on her food quietly knowing they were

Crash! I stood over the fractured ice once more and swung the axe with every last ounce of strength. I hadn’t removed the camera from my helmet. Immediately realizing what I was doing, Luna screeched, "Sophie, are you crazy?!" I ignored her, continuing to raise my numb arms and swing them down, mechanically repeating the motions until… Crack! With a sharp crack, the ice split completely apart, exposing the heating pipe underneath. Taking aim, I lifted the axe high—

Quickly, Cleo morphed to her human form and passed her mistress the first glass jar. Wanda kneeled down and studied the vampire moth breed by the patterns on their wings. The plainer it was, the more well-fed they were. Watching the first birth of the eclipse was always exciting. Luckily, it was an ungodly time for Mary’s death. They need not hasten the collection process. “Isn’t nature wonderful?” Wanda asked as she watched the vampire moth larvae drain the corpse dry, licking at the blood Mary coughed. Virgin blood was precious, and Wanda did not hurry the unhatched monsters. They should drink as much as they can to produce good eggs for next year.

I jerked and jumped from my seat, anger flowing through my veins. "Why didn't you tell me this sooner? I need to know who the bastard is." Dario nodded, " I wanted you to feel enough anger so you'll deal with him appropriately. It was Freddie, he's one of our truck drivers. The fool thought he could two-time us and get away with it." I let out a bitter laugh, " Oh I'm going to show him what happened when someone two-times me." Dario and I left my office and headed down to the basement where Freddie was being kept.