Freddy X Chica Novels & Stories

While Charlotte was still processing the surprise, a conversation unfolded behind her. "Go back to where you belong." "Can't I stay here?" Freddie asked. Charlotte walked out of the door and into the courtyard. Julie's face was still close to the camera. Charlotte asked, "Scoundrel? You mean Freddie?" "Yeah! He's a nasty guy! He loves to bully people! He’s a scoundrel!" Charlotte thought for a moment, not entirely surprised. Freddie appeared to be about eighteen or nineteen, so a bit of rebelliousness was normal.

Damn him for making me feel this incredible! The next second, I’m coming hard. Over and over. My pussy is clenching, and I’m pretty sure I squirted. Freddy chuckles and continues to lick me like a hungry bear, eager to get all of my juices inside his mouth. God, he is filthy, but I love it! I collapse on the blankets, smiling when I feel Freddy’s muscular arms go around me. When I open my eyes, his gentle face is right in front of mine. He looks so damn beautiful I still can’t believe he is mine.

he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

I removed his hand from my waist and pushed him away from me. He laughed. I signalled to the girl to go but the other guy blocked her from going. I kicked the guy who held my waist. I kicked his d*ck! That thing men are so proud of. He groaned while I went to the second one. The lady bent down and bit his arm that was blocking her from going and escaped. I ran after her. "They are chasing us. We need to run fast" The girl said, breathlessly. "I know." I held her hand and we ran as fast as we could from the guys.

The crypt began to collapse in earnest, but I did not let go. Steeling myself and my eyes to find it, I chanted to my ears. Just then as if my chants worked I fixed my eyes in its location and pick it up, Spencer lunged forward. I swung my fist, connecting with his jaw with a sickening crunch. He staggered back but quickly regained his footing, rushing at me with a snarl. I ducked, dodging another blow and striking out with my foot, catching him in the stomach and knocking the wind out of him.

“We really haven't.” “We should remedy that,” Freddie said, nudging my arm with a grin. I raised a brow. “What, like right now?” “No time like the present.” He leaned back against the railing like this had been his spot all night. “Cassie Monroe. The girl who broadcasts like a pro and takes cherry slushie showers like a champ.” I narrowed my eyes. “You mean the slushie you schemed?” He held up both hands, mock-innocent. “Allegedly.”

I might be a little emotional, but it's moments like these that make me beyond grateful that Freya chose to sit next to me on our first day of junior high. "You'd do the same for me," she says, stepping back and holding me at arms length. "I want you to feel good about yourself again. That cheating asshole had no right making you feel like less than the amazing woman you are. I wasnt there to stand by you then, so the least I can do is help you shove him firmly in your rearview mirror now. And what better way to do that than by getting your freak on with a hot, rich man you never have to see again?" She releases me, then slaps me on my ass, making me yelp. "Now come on. Let's finish these dr

Freddy did not want to lose. Grace snorted in disbelief. "Did you forget? Summer already considers me her bestie. That means I'm closer." "She's considered me her bestie since long ago, long before she knew you. You dare say that you're closer?" Grace clicked her tongue in annoyance. She elbowed Freddy's stomach. "You're a man. What's so hard about giving in?" While Freddy groaned and rubbed his stomach, Grace stepped forward. Knowing that Sky was watching her, she turned awkward.

Freya hold her head with both Hands "You are kidding me Right No Not him" Freya yelled inside Tbc

I tried to push him away but he just held me tighter. “It’s OK,” he whispered, stroking my hair. I started to cry again into his chest; thoughts of Richard being hurt earlier flooded my brain. Freddie was tall for his age; he was ten, the same as Richard. They were best friends, and had been since we moved in four years ago. He had chocolate brown hair, which he usually spiked up with too much gel, and light blue eyes that were like windows to his soul. When Richard looked at you it made you feel like you could fly.