Freddy X Gregory Novels & Stories

"Mr. Jefferson has helped me before. His business is as much as it is mine." Ah, so it was to repay a debt. Freddy, Bruce and Tommy nodded in unison, signifying that they understood. Malcom began speaking again, "Please tell me the details." Freddy told him the whole story, and ended by saying, "Mr. Yeager, Freya has already divorced me. There's no way she would kill someone over me." Bruce and Tommy followed up by saying, "Yes, that's right. Freya is beautiful and kind. She would never do anything against the law. In the past, when she accidentally killed a kitten while driving, she was so sad that she ate no meat for a month."

He'd spent enough time around Gregory to know he didn’t want a minute more in his company. "So soon?" Gregory's brow raised. "You couldn't even pretend now after you got what you wanted?" Ollie let out a forced chuckle. No, he couldn’t. "Besides, some beautiful girls are about to roll in. We should celebrate with that," Gregory continued, his eyes glinting with lewd excitement. “Not that he needs to,” said Freddy, a friend of Gregory’s, his aged voice scratchy from the corner of the private bar. “With a face like his, girls probably fall into his lap.” His eyes crinkled as he grinned.

“I have never looked at you as such.” “Why are you being so cool right now?” “Because I don’t want to break things. We should fight but not break things, right?” “Aissh!” Frederick gritted and roughly scratched his curls. He walked up and down the yard and returned to me, breathing back to normal. “Why didn’t you tell me?” “I never told anyone.” “I am your best friend, Greg!” “Having a friend wasn’t part of the plan.” “So I made you go against your plan?”

I was in dire need of a solution. A sinister grin appears on Freddie's lips. “Get my Gregory out of the company. Make him leave. Dig into his past. Everyone has their ugly past they are trying to hide. Look into him carefully, find the weapon against him, and execute him. Tell.the other stakeholders he's a spy wanting to overthrow you. Get the rest on your side , so that getting rid of Gregory would be an easy peasy action.” Freddie's idea sounded smart. It was a good idea but I wasn't sure if it would work perfectly.

Harris snorted before covering his mouth, trying to hide his laughter. Gregory looked at Harris, shocked that he was laughing at him. Gregory straightened his shirt, tugging down on it before turning and ushering his people to their feet. He turns back as if he has something to say and pauses while combing his fingers through his hair. “Are. Are there other shifters here that we should know about?” Gregory asked. Atticus sucked a breath in through his teeth as he rocked back onto his heels, shoving his fingers into his front pockets.

“What did you say?” Freddy was gorgeous, tall with a muscular build, and far too many tattoos for polite society. He had that bad boy vibe down to a science. Back in the day, he’d rebelled against his parent’s wishes, smoked far too much weed, and somehow ten years of his life slipped away. Now, at twenty-eight, Freddy was pulling his life together. Not only was he almost finished with his Bachelor of Science at the community college, but he’d also cut back on the weed and booze so he could help more at The Grind.

Frank tries to go for Freddy's throat, but Freddy slaps his face away with his large paw before he quickly uses his hind legs flipping Frank off of him. They both quickly get back to their feet, growling. Freddy moves quickly biting down on Frank's shoulder shaking him back and forth, before taking him to the ground. Before Frank could get back up Freddy is back on him ripping fur and flesh from Frank. Freddy quickly moves to lock his jaws on Frank's throat forcing him to submit.

I finally say as I place the phone pointing at Savannah that is kicking and screaming at the security to let her go. “Enjoy your lives in prison,” I whisper in her ear while Robbie looks at me. He looks around the room and clears his throat. Greg takes a gun out of the back of his pants and I feel my blood freezing as he points it straight at Jo and her face goes pale. Sissi looks at him and starts laughing as she stands up. “Where the fuck are the police?” I ask loudly, but Greg keeps his eyes on me. “You might think that I have lost my mind, but no. I know exactly what I am doing, and I thought you should know that you have another brother,” Greg says as he throws papers my way.

I became silent immediately and gradually loosened my grip on Gregory Gregory noticed it immediately. “You do not know his name.” Gregory said quietly. He gave a small shake of his head. “You let him into your chambers and you do not know his name.” My jaw tightened. "One night," he said again. "One disrespectful slave who called you daddy and made you crawl, and you are—" My hand tightened again. "Say one more word about him." "Frederick, look at yourself!" Gregory choked out. "You are not yourself. You just ran through the courtyard naked. For an omega who does not even—"

Rex breaks the silence, glancing at Greg. Greg's expression turns serious. "Actually, I've been trying to track her down for you. But it's like she vanished into thin air." Rex's face fell, disappointment etched on his features. "I really wanted to see her again, apologize for how things ended between us." Greg nodded understandingly. "I know, man. I've been trying. But it's like she was a ghost.” Then with a mischievous grin, Greg seemed to bounce back to his cheerful self." Do you perhaps think you slept with a ghost? Ha! You gave your first time to a ghost?"