Fun Time Freddy Novels & Stories

Michelle smirked. ••• <3PM,FREDDIE'S PLACE> Freddie got back an hour ago,after washing up,first thing he did was take a nap. Maybe that might help in forgetting all his worries for a while. His phone rang from the table he had dropped it and that woke him up. The caller ID show "Sunshine",It's Leah. "What's up babe..." He said sitting back on the bed. "I miss you" He could feel her pouting from the phone. He chuckled lightly.

He asked in a rush. Dom breathed, "Freddie! Oh Freddie, of course, you have been my most loyal buddy. How long before the sun goes down?" He desperately asked him by holding his arm tightly, to which the bewildered Freddie answered, "About three hours, maybe four. Why? You know what, answer that later! Right now, I need to get you both out safely. Your father is here and he- I am so sorry Dom, he unleashed her."

"Alpha Holden, don't be fooled! She just wants to slack off!" Holden raised a hand, silencing them. "I believe my sister isn't lying." His words sparked a faint, unrealistic hope in me. "So, I've decided to give her a hand." He leapt from the platform and landed before me. In his hand was a syringe glowing with silver light, filled with a high-concentration wolf stimulant. It was forbidden medicine, used only on dying or blood-depleted elder wolves. It drained the last of their life to grant temporary power.

Inner Devil: ‘Was he speed dating? Inner Devil 2: ‘You know what, Mr. Hottie? Five minutes is enough for me to cum. Game on!’ Freya: “...” “Is that human time?” Freya scolded. “It’s not enough!” “It’s long enough for me,” Kenneth declared. Seeing him so serious, Freya couldn’t help but laugh. “Hahahaha!” She was so amused that her eyes watered. “Come on, Kenneth. I give my dates at least half a day to prove themselves. Five minutes doesn’t even cover life’s background.”

Freddy swirled his finger there on her slit as he then leaned forward and then set to trying to impress her with the skill he had when it came to eating pussy. Though she tried to make to him feel good about his skills, she wasn’t that impressed. The fifteen minutes went by, and he almost whined that his time was up. “Now go out and come back in forty minutes.” “Awe, this part sucks,” Fredy said as he looked at the doctor. “Might suck but making her feel comfortable is more important.” the doctor said as he moved the other man to the door. He turned to Michelle as he closed the door. “Well, that was anti-climactic.” “It was,” Michelle said as she made a face.

It become one hour longer each time . Because he needs money to buy the things he needed , Elina tells him to keep the chest in his space first . When he had come home then he can take out the chest to test the time again . Elina then put two chest of jewelleries in Fred and Thunder space to see the results in twenty four hours .

It wasn't necessary cause I wasn't planning on running, not yet. It had been more than a week since I had travelled back in time. I missed technology terribly. I really wished I could hear to Taylor Swift right now. Ugh! At this point I'll be glad even if I saw a toaster. I looked around the room and saw my tools, notes and equipment scattered everywhere. I cleaned up the mess and hid it under the bed. I needed a break.

The call ends and I relay what Elena said to the others and watch their expressions shift as they process the timeline. "Forty eight hours for statements" Sebastian repeats. "That might not be fast enough" "It's what we have" I say. "So we work with it" "And in the meantime we keep Freddie protected" Logan adds. "No matter what it takes" Freddie is looking at all of us with an expression I can't quite read and I wonder what he's thinking about three alphas he barely knows risking everything to keep him safe from a pack alpha's orders. "Why are you doing this" Freddie asks suddenly. "Really"

The screen flickers, then a folder pops up. Project Genesis – Restricted Access. My stomach twists. I click it. At first, there’s nothing but code — encrypted lines that mean nothing to me. But then I see a file labeled “Reed Protocol.” Reed. Axel’s last name. My heart stutters. I open it, and a video file appears — dated five years ago. I press play. Static. Then a man’s voice. Deep. Familiar. “My name is Dr. Samuel Reed,” he says. “If you’re watching this, it means Genesis has failed. It means the subjects are awake.”

She told me the same thing countless times already, seems like none of it is the real last time. “I can’t—” “Please, please, please,” she insisted then showed me her infamous puppy eyes. I sighed once again. “When’s the party?” I asked, defeated. “Eighteenth of July,” she enthusiastically answered. “Don’t worry, you won’t spend, not even a single penny, for your dress and makeup.” “Cross out the makeup thingy, I don’t want it nor need it,” I said. She clung her arms unto mine. “Just one night, Heizel. Please?”