Freddy X Jason Novels & Stories

He just laughs. "Get off me!" Jason snarls, thrashing against the grip of the guys holding him. “Yes, get off him,” Elixir sneers. “Let everyone see what a fucking psycho he really is. Just like his mother!” I stare at Elixir in utter disbelief. Jason explodes. With a guttural roar, he rips free from their hold, raw power snapping the grip of the guys holding him. His fist is already cocked back, murder in his eyes as he charges.

“How are you doing Zac?” “Silly question.” I scoffed, taking off my bloody shirt. “I’d say I’m doing incredibly bad, since I thought I could knock you three out.” “What he means,” Brad interrupted, “is how is Freya?” I swung around, feeling the sudden urge to keep hitting him till he black out. Kendrick stepped between us. “For fuck’s sake Zac, we care about you –” “Then stay the fuck out of my way!” “Guys! Guys! You’re all acting like emotional sissies,” Leywin said, with an easy laugh. “If Zac here wants to kill himself before his baby mama finds out that he’s sorry for all he’s done, then by all means, let him!”

' Frea popped up in my head and I agreed with her. I didn't know what to say to that. I noticed as she gazed at me up and down. "You're pretty," She praised me. "Thank you," I replied politely. 'Something is fishy,' Frea murmured. "I and Jason have been friends since we were kids," She said while smiling. 'What?' Frea gasped. I was stunned. I didn't know this. Jason never told me. "I'm happy for Jason to find his mate. You both would look good together, and your goals are also the same," She said and I passed her a thankful smile.

He goes so hard that I keep wondering if others couldn't hear us. “Jason hits so hard“. I can't help but compare him to Richard, because both friends are very good at handling a woman's body. “I guess Richard will have more to offer when he's not intoxicated.” Jason is clinging to me tightly, while he falls asleep, as soon as he climaxes. “Though I call him disgusting, he's super strong in handling a woman's body”. Jason and I are up from bed, when he receives a text from Richard, “I guess the sound of his phone pulls me out of my sleep”.

"You are so dead." Jason grunts before placing a few more punches on the tall man's face. Whether it was her or anybody, no one ever dared to unbend any rules and limits under his watch, yet someone did that to 'her'. "Jason, stop!" Gracie calls out before Harold could hold his friend. She tries to support the remaining fabric on her body. Jason's ear perked up at her voice and immediately ran to her while taking his shirt off. "I got ya!" Harold exclaimed softly before pulling his bomber jacket over Gracie and helped her zip it. The girl was so scared that her anxiety kicked in causing her hands shake and vision go blurry. "Thank you." She mumbled to which Harold smiled reassuringly. Jason

All their attention was on Jessica. Freddie had spent his life as a warrior, achieving great military glory. He retired at 40 years old, married, and started a family. His son, Jonathan, was now 28 years old. Freddie himself was 68 years old, nearing his twilight years. Jessica Cook had just turned 18 years old. She was born when Freddie was already 50 years old. Having been born to him so late in his years, she was a rare gift. Thus, it was no surprise he spoiled her rotten.

I was still sitting on the bed and looking at the plate of food when the door opened and they both stepped in again. ‘She’s done. Cuff her again” Fred instructed but Jason made no move to do that. “Why are you still standing? Go and put the chain back on right now” Fred said pushing Jason a little towards me. “Can’t we wait till she finishes eating? It’s not like she has anywhere to run to” Jason said and Fred turned to him with an angry glare. “Are you mad or something? Go and chain her up before I tell her that you are conniving with that woman to escape here” Fred threatened and I saw Jason’s eyes widen in panic before rushing to my side to put the chains back on.

France :Paris 2005 Jason sat with his friends in front of the play ground. He was just 8 at that time and a happy child because he lived with his aunty, April Gold, who was mainly in London. While stretching his body, he didn't notice a girl walking right in front of him and he mistakenly chocked her to fall. "Aww ". Her low voice spoke but before Jason could speak a word, his friends interrupted.