Freddy X Chica Novels & Stories

Freddie batted his innocent eyes, twisting the truth with ease. Rebecca chimed in, supporting him. "Yes, I really did fall for Freddie at first sight! So what? I'm a person, not some item belonging to Tyler! I have my own rights and independence!" These statements were exaggerated and posted online again, and at the same time, Christina shared a photo of herself with Freddie on her private social media. In the photo, they were hugging each other, their faces pressed close together. The caption read, [Freddie, it's all my fault you're suffering. From now on, you're my only son!]

Freddy sneers, "Are you going to kneel down and beg me to spare him?" I frown and say, "When you die, I will consider whether to kneel to you or not." Freddy's muscles tense up. he grits his teeth and shouts angrily, "Believe it or not, I will immediately have his fingers chopped off?!" I say, "Chop him up. If you do not chop him up, you are a liar." Freddy is speechless. I say, "Last time he told me that the woman he loves the most is me, but tonight he is fooling around with my sister. If you chop off his finger, how about I light a cigarette for you?"

said Amayas, my driver, breaking me from my thoughts. "What?" He pointed to a dark alley. "Stop the car," I ordered. There on a corner is a bunch of what looked like teenagers gathered around a petite girl, her brown tall hair was a mess, she had bruises all over her face, she reminded me of that girl. They threw all her clothes to the ground with one guy holding an empty bag, and a blue scarf. While she stood there, glaring at them. What's wrong with her? Why isn't she fighting them?

Again. I shot out of bed and sprinted for the door. The second I yanked the door open, I ran straight into Felicity's furious face. Her eyes blew wide—like she was hitting the same line in a script she'd recited for lifetimes. "Lydia Lloyd! Seriously? You're my best friend, and you sneak around with my boyfriend? No wonder you kept telling me to chill—you're the side piece!" She didn't even pause. She whipped out the knife and drove it straight for my chest.

After three years together, my boyfriend, Walker Ashford, proposed. But right after that, he got cold feet. At our wedding photo shoot, Walker buried his face against my best friend Anna Benedict's shoulder. "The way Valentina looks at me freaks me out," he said. At the jewelry shop, he grabbed Anna's hand and refused to let go. None of it made sense. But my future mother-in-law, Judith Ashford, pulled me aside. "Valentina, why not let Anna take your place in the photos? We can put you in later." Walker's sister, Emma Ashford, pushed Anna forward. "She has better taste. Let her pick the ring for you." I swallowed my hurt and watched in silence as they took my wedding photos and picked out my

Roxanne responded by moaning , "Yes, Pappi, harder! "F*CK! I love the way you moan, Princess," Jaxon commented and kissed her lips. Jaxon kept going and Roxanne shamelessly moaned, her moans, arousing him the more. _________ Freddy collapsed onto his couch, already exhausted from his unstarted day. He'd barely slept and now he had to go check on Happy Feet. He rubbed his tired eyes, his mind still racing from the chaos of the night, and the busy day ahead.

“Wait. Did you have sex with the guy? Was he that hot that you gave your V-card the same night?” “Sex?” That surely awoke Freya. “I didn’t even meet him!” With Freya’s eyes wide open, she could clearly see herself in the video call. She realized the misunderstanding. She was wearing a man’s shirt, one side of it sliding off her shoulder. “What do you mean?” Charlie asked. “The guy’s flight got canceled,” Freya revealed. Ever since she started dating in Freedonia, she had updated her younger sister about it, so she was also aware of Mr. Lenard.

Charlie's POV I was still in my debating state with Greek when Freya startled me. I didn't even notice when she walked up to me, her fingers batting in the air, lips as always over-inked with red lipstick. She stood audaciously tall, almost unclad in her mini skirt that only did the job of shielding her ass, a black tank top with her nipples sticking out to view. "You came?" "Yes, it's an open space." I replied, defiant.

Freya suddenly said to me as if she was having a hard time and couldn't take it anymore, it's like her life depends on me now. "You just suck my huge dick yesterday, weren't you? Don't tell me you already miss my huge dick, slut?" I asked her and begin massaging her ass while her hand continued to masturbate my hard shaft. "Yes, I really miss your huge dick, boss. Its length and size are staggering and its taste is so fucking addictive, I still can't get enough of it. It's like I want to suck your huge dick every minute, boss." Freya replied to me in a very sexy, seductive, and slutty way. She's into his character right now.

She felt like her chest was being cooked. “Open up and show me,” Javier told her. Hurting and held at gunpoint, Freddy’s wife did not dare resist or act brazen, so she could only open her mouth. However, Javier spoke up instantly. “Not this mouth.” Freddy’s wife flushed right away. Freddy had been her man her entire life, so she had never been with another person. She could not accept that Javier was teasing her so lewdly right now. She was not the only one. Freddy could not accept it either. When he heard what Javier said, he threw himself at the latter in rage. Freddy used to be in gangs after all. He did not lack courage. It was just that his mind seemed to have stopped working.