Frederick Gideon Novels & Stories

AIDEN Shit. It was one thing to know I was being hunted and another to hear my name uttered from someone’s mouth. Frederick cursed under his breath and barked out an order. “Catch him as soon as possible! Find a guard whose build resembles his. We need a scapegoat to handle the Lord first.” The other voice hesitated. “But sir-” This prompted Frederick to bellow. “Have you heard me correctly?” “As you wish, Sir,” came the quick response.

"That means, he has a nose like a bear. He eats like a bear, and he pooped like a bear. Do you fuck like bears too?" Wulfric raised a middle finger at Alejandro, which only made the latter laugh. "I have eyes installed at the door." Lyzza could only nod. Cameras. They talked for a while about what happened and what she would say to the authorities, who would investigate. Gideon's name was included in the investigation because Al-Sharique sent them death threats. The AFP also knew that Gideon used to lead the pursuit of Al-Sharique’s syndicate back then. Not long after all Gideon’s friends left, her mom, Caius, Carollete, and Summer—the one who cried when she saw her dad—came.

My hand is already moving down and scooping up one of the males who was frantically trying to run away. Though my vision sucks, there’s something recognizable about the male. I narrow my eyes at him and bring him close. I think his name is something like Eduardo, he ran one of the biggest gambling houses Isaac always frequented. I cock my head to the side as he screams. For the life of me, I can’t understand him. “Don’t toy with the enemy, kill him,” Frederick says, loud and clear in my mind. I nod, and toss the body over my shoulder, loving the power of it. If the landing doesn’t kill him, he’ll die a slow death from internal bleeding and probably be paralyzed.

However, the perfume had a pungent smell that Severin could not find himself to like. "Haha. Gilda! You're looking fabulous and more feminine too!" Frederick complimented her while holding Gilda's hand excitedly. However, what was supposed to be a compliment from Frederick felt like a sexist comment to Gilda. Her smile was less sincere. "Frederick, you haven't visited for a long time. Do you miss me?" Gilda asked while she told herself not to overthink about it. Frederick smiled and said, "Of course I do. I was too busy with my training so I didn't have the time to come. I'm now a level-six royal saint. My dad told me I'm the strongest in my generation."

＜ Carrick said and I was about to bid him goodbye when I suddenly remember something. ＞Anyway, I suggest you start looking for this guy in the north, Carrick. Don't forget that this guy has a son named Kendrick, I know there's a lot of guy with the name Benjie out there.＜ I suggested to him when I suddenly remember what Freya just said earlier, she said she runs towards the south so I have a strong feeling that this Benjie guy is hiding somewhere in the north. He should start hiding now because I swear he'll gonna regret everything that he did to my mate and her mother. I know that tracking this guy with little to no information is fucking tough but I'm willing to wait for months or worst ye

Isaiah may not be aware of what people would be willing to do to see him burn. He drums his fingers against the surface of the desk incessantly. "It will sate my anger." "Are you angered that he betrayed you?" I question. At the time, it appeared that Isaiah had his own reservations about having Kadrick around that had nothing to do with me. "No, I'm angered that I allowed a member of the rebellion to be so close to you. To put you in danger like that," he mutters, staring me down with that cruel look in his eyes. I want to tell him that I was never in danger around Kadrick, but it's impossible to express that without admitting it's because he is a member of the rebellion.

I tried not to gape at this handsomeness and despite being mated, I couldn’t help but appreciate his aura. “Gina, I told you that I wanted to meet Luna Kathryn only,” he addressed the woman, who paled instantly. She was about to stammer out a reply when I interjected. “Why?” His grey, arrogant eyes swivelled and settled on me. I managed to not bow my head because I was also an alpha after all. His lips curved into a grin. “Oh, because I wanted to know how my best friend Isaac is these days.”

He went for the bottle of wine and Roderick immediately pulled it away from him. "You are drinking too much my friend. " warned Roderick after taking away the bottle of wine from Gideon's side. "However, continued Gideon. " while relaxing on the large sofa. "She called the people from FREDDY'S declaring that she was no longer interested in partnering with them. " he said. "And why are you sounding worried Gideon? That's good news. " hinted Rick. "At least you got the deal now. " he added. "You don't understand. " complained Gideon.

he added. Xenoah laughed before formally standing up and facing it. "I'm sorry Fredd but we need to go." sorry he's droning here. The man smiled and nodded. Xenoah opened the door again and waited for me to enter before turning into the driver seat. The two even talked before he finally boarded. "You look famous ah?" I winced. "Well, I'm just one of the best lawyer in town baby. What would you expect?" he said shrugging. I was just frustrated because I couldn't tell if it was true or just arrogance.

She also listed her true reasons for cooperating and finally told about Dom and Iris being safe in her cave at the moment. Elijah kept clenching and unclenching his fists, but Freddie didn't have that much control. He rushed after Gideon, who had left at the start, clearly knowing there was no way to talk out of it, so he decided to run away like a coward. Freddie didn't find any of his belongings in his bedroom, which were scattered, meaning he left in a hurry. He tried to follow Gideon's fresh scent, but it was hard because he lived in the mansion and patrolled the island, so his scent was everywhere. In his rage at the runaway traitor, Freddie barged into the interrogation cell but stoppe