Free Man Writer Fanfiction Novels & Stories

In the edited picture, Mannie looked like she was being held around the waist. The man’s hand was gripping her tightly—too tightly. Her face had been changed. Instead of fear, she looked… like she was smiling at him. Perfect. Exactly what I wanted. I grinned. I sent my editor an extra tip. Then I stretched my fingers and whispered, “Now… let me send this to Dominic.” I wondered how he would react. Would he be angry?Would he stop trusting Mannie? Would they fight? “Will Mannie finally be pushed aside?” I whispered to myself.

: Betrayal at heart Damian's Pov “I don't know, man. I don't wanna talk about it”. I said, feeling uneasy. My mind was racing with thoughts I didn't want to confront. "It feels all too wrong," I continued, shaking my head. The words felt like they were getting stuck in my throat. "It's fine, if you don't want to talk about it," Freedman said, "Besides, it has to do with your woman." He leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on me.

He had a wife and son to return to, but at the same time it vexed him to no end that grown men could be forced to dig through mines in a civilized world. If someone had told him months ago that these sorts of things still happened, he would have called them a liar. But maybe he was a hypocrite. Was this how Prim felt the whole time he held her against her will away from all her family and friends? “You know what?” The man yelled. “I’d rather die a freeman than live as a prisoner.” “And I’ll grant that wish, my friend.” The guard said in his thick accent, and before anyone could react, he fired.

Frema stayed still for sometime and then she shook her head in the lonely room, muttering a reply, "No." She heard Liam gasp like he was oblivious to the happenings around him. Then he asked, "No? Why's that?" "Just because." Frema said nonchalantly. "Frem Frem, please. You're not doing this for him, it's for me. It's so I know he's not gone forever or about to be, it's so I can tell him that he's a coward for wanting to leave me alone and that no matter how horrible he looks after the whole thing, I'll still be here—as his doting handsome bestfriend." Liam said in a quick rant. Frema shut her eyes and the tears that she'd been holding in them slipped free. "Frem?" Liam called out again. She

It was f*cking good. It was so good that I was going to do it again and again, but then, 'smart pants Dennis' caught me and I just had to change the narrative to suit myself. I sacrificed sex for money, and it was worth it though. Victor cowardly bowed to our requests, and we cashed out big… It was almost a minute and Freya was still inside. Says a lot! She’s not coming. She lied. I took my phone, swiped a couple of times and in no time, a car pulled over beside me and I hopped in.

Please. I smiled widely as I typed. He was so cool. Me: Call me itchy fingers. Mystery man: Oh! Interesting. So, is there a story behind that name? I let out a breath before going back to typing. Me: Yeah! As the name sounds. My fingers are always itching to write everyday. Mystery man: So which means you write everytime your hands itches you? Me: Don't let me fool you, you are a writer like me, so I'm sure you can relate. You know there are times you really do want to write, but something comes upon you and you end up not writing more than a hundred words.

THIRD-PERSON P.O.V That night Freeda found out she was free and decided to leave the next morning. She also wanted to give farewell to the siblings first, even though the siblings had done something wrong to her, she also wanted to thank them because they did not abandon her. Flynn, on the other hand, told Freeda that he would sleep in his room tonight. "Sleep well, my love," Flynn said and walked away and Freeda just sighed as she seated on her bed. It wasn't a problem for Freeda that Flynn wanted to be alone, but she didn't notice the sadness that Flynn felt because of the sheer joy she felt. Freeda just lay down on her bed with a smile on her lips. She took the diary from the table and to

I didn't need anyone to tell me that I wasn't needed anymore and thinking that he didn't deman for sex made me feel kind of free ,I was happy . without waiting for the alpha order ,I turned towards the door and started walking out . *** So many thoughts ran through my mind as I laid on the bed ,there was no way that I was going to live that curse ,not after what that man had done to my kind and yet he wasn't feeling any bit of sorry for him ,he was definitely going to be so cold .

"Jospeh is the meaning of real man. He did everything right today. Nobody could outrage cane but he did it in a day without using any means of communication. And second thing i don't dare to think that paul will make friends with Ryan but Joseph did it." Freya unknowingly opened his i*******m ID and looked at his profile and she was lost in him. Pic was like , he wore White Colour t-shirt 6pack with 6 feet tall boy. He wore sunglasses.. He had serious face but still his eyes was mischievous. He is looking adorable "Damn he looks so hot i didn't looked at him so closely." Suddenly Freya opened him account amd saw that his account was private. Darn It. "It's fun" freya thought something and cr

he said casually makes me lose my breath. I felt a twinge in my chest. I realized... he no longer sees me as his girlfriend but as just a servant.