Frederick Gideon Novels & Stories

He stammered nervously, "G-Ghosty..." "This has nothing to do with me. There's someone named Frederick York at Timbergale Corporation, and everything is because of him." "Bryan is dead... and the biker gang's camp is on fire." Since Jordan had previously followed Jean to Frederick's company, this thug now knows that Frederick was associated with Timbergale Corporation. Upon hearing the thug's words, Hades Garcia immediately let him go and then fiercely said, "Frederick... It's Frederick again!" "I have to kill him!"

"He said I was a free man, but only if I stood in front of you." I looked at Gideon. He had used his last personal funds to clear my father’s name. He had nothing left, yet he was still trying to fix the wreckage. I looked at the pen in my hand and felt power. "I didn't ask for that," I said. "I didn't do it for him," Gideon said. His voice was a low, steady baritone. "I did it for you. I don't expect you to thank me, Amara. I just wanted to remove every chain that still binds you to the Moores. I wanted you to have a clean slate."

When he glanced over at me, giving him a look of sympathy, he forced a smile and told me that he hoped working long hours wouldn't be an issue. Shaking my head I said, “I can help you if needed. It is both of our responsibilities to rule.” “He is recalling his past,” Ivory whimpered and I murmured that I was aware. “What was his position back then?” I asked her softly. “Gideon was an Alpha of the Northern Ireland packs,” she answered and I glanced at Gideon in surprise. “He is dark Irish, then,” I snickered and Ivory chuckled. “His ancestors were from Norway and staked claim to the area he led. He is very old and experienced with life,” she sighed and I swallowed uncomfortably.

Just remember that you are a worthless being that needed to be taught a lesson. The words flowed from my mind and slipped into hers. Her eyes cleared up and a slow nod was the only indication I got from her. I backed up away from her, and she looked down at the ground, slightly confused before shaking it off and walking through the door and down the hallway. A round of applause caused me to tense, and I spun around to find Queen Fara’s son, Elijah, leaning against the stone wall. “Well done, that was one hell of a breakup.” He said as he pushed off the surface and smirked over at me.

He moaned against my skin, the sound making my stomach heave. Luckily that’s where his pleasure would end. “Now.” Eve’s command was soft but forceful, all that I needed to spring into action. The sound of metal clanging against metal filled the room as my newly healed arms pushed against the chains that binded me, warping the links until they snapped within a fraction of a second. Adrian’s head snapped up, his eyes filled with surprise as the realisation dawned on him that he had well and truly fucked up. I took this as my opportunity, freeing my feet from their chains in an instant and bringing my knee to the soft flesh of his balls with enough force that I would have been surprised if they

Aware of Boma and Donovan's unconventional love story, he harboured both reservations about Donovan's demeanor and a genuine desire for the couple's happiness. Throughout their tumultuous journey, Fidelis had formed an unexpected friendship with Boma, understanding the depth of her unease about Donovan. He had become a confidant, silently supporting her in the shadows. Though not a staunch supporter of Donovan due to his reputation as a "bad boy," Fidelis recognized a subtle shift in Donovan's attitude. Surprisingly, Donovan had gradually allowed him to be more involved, understanding the sincerity of his care for Boma. Fidelis often found himself in an odd position—rooting for Boma's happin

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

He took a sledgehammer from one of his subordinates, the kind that looked to be used to hammer nails, and looked at Gideon, who was next to him, and said, “Hold down his leg. I love to hear the sound of a kneecap being smashed by an iron hammer. With one hit, bone and flesh will be separated.” Gideon trembled with fright when they moved to hold his legs down, and he burst out in cold sweat. Seeing the hammer being raised, he was terrified to the point he peed his pants and loudly exclaimed, “I’ll talk, I’ll talk! There are two people outside!” Travis angrily said, “Gideon Olson, you’re not a fucking man!” Gideon cried, “Boss, I don’t want to become a lame man! Since those two are trash anywa

By wrapping his arm around his brother, he was able to keep the weaker Frederick from descending to his knees. “Is it? I wouldn’t know. To me, it’s just terrifying.” Frederick confessed with stuttering speech. Unlike Aegeus, he wasn’t one fit for battle. His greatest weapons were his creations, but there would be of no use here in this place. For most of his greatest creations were integrated with planet Zandor. He was like a man missing arms and legs. Even with his fuzzy memories as a god, he was not a god of battle.

"Timothy... he’s a ghost for a reason. Don't count him out of the fight yet." "I’m not counting him out. I’m counting what I'm going to do to Lity if he so much as breathes on him." Gideon prowled back to the door, his heart hammering a frantic rhythm. "Thinking about him alone with those Rebellion fanatics... it makes the beast want to tear its way out of my skin." Kan coughed, a wet, hacking sound. "What about Gam?" Gideon froze. Gammer Hayes. Their tech specialist and only friend. "I haven't seen him since I left to get the gear. He was on the Xbox. I told him to stay clear of the kitchen."