Fun Times Freddy Novels & Stories

He pauses from pacing, looking at us. “Did I miss anything out?” He stands with his hands on his hips looking bewildered. “Well there is the fact my mate can channel the moon's energy to become stronger and faster” Clay tells him looking proudly at me. Trent’s jaw drops, he throws his hands up in the air. “Well, damn Clay you could have started with that. Nice one Luna with super powers” “Right, cool as fuck” Clay says back giving him a high five. These men are deranged, I drag my hand down my face as the door opens and in comes Fran with the baby.

I tried to push him away but he just held me tighter. “It’s OK,” he whispered, stroking my hair. I started to cry again into his chest; thoughts of Richard being hurt earlier flooded my brain. Freddie was tall for his age; he was ten, the same as Richard. They were best friends, and had been since we moved in four years ago. He had chocolate brown hair, which he usually spiked up with too much gel, and light blue eyes that were like windows to his soul. When Richard looked at you it made you feel like you could fly.

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.

If another opportunity comes up in the future, I'll definitely take you there. Jordan located the opportunity to cut into the conversation daintily, "Freddie, I'd like to go to that clubhouse too. Can you take me there too?" "Fuck off, you fucking sissy!" Frederick glared at Jordan instantly. "You're so mean to me, Freddie! How could you say that to me? In that case, I'll… I'll just fuck far far away from you!" As soon as Jordan finished speaking, he belted out a silly song that he made on the spot, causing Frederick and Michael to burst into laughter.

** * From Hester's point of view I got into the cab and looked at the man through the rearview mirror as I tried to close the door, but at that moment Freddy gestured and leaned toward me. "I'm so sorry for everything that happened. I...I would have given anything to go back in time and be your mate. You'd make a great wife" he said with his gaze full of tenderness. His words left me completely surprised and uncomfortable, especially since his older brother was my mate. That's why I found it strange that Freddy called me that way. Did Freddy still think of me as more than a friend? We were supposed to have made a pact and now things would be different.

In the face of that emergency, I didn't hesitate to rush her to the hospital, and it was only after her surgery ended that I found out the flight I was supposed to be on crashed. The foreign girl was named Jessie, a bold, dazzling girl with a cool and unrestrained edge. She had come to travel by herself, and her sudden acute appendicitis ended up saving her life. Wanting to see things through to the end, I took care of her for a short while, and we ended up becoming friends. Noticing my lost pinky finger, she couldn't help but ask me the reason.

I asked worried and scared of his answer. He chuckled, and then said the words that made my whole world freeze. "STRIP OR YOU WILL FACE CONSEQUENCES."

Being provoked like this ultimately ignited the murderous intent in his heart! "I'm not begging for mercy. What I mean is... Let's play a game!" Frederick grinned. "I'll give you twenty minutes. I won't attack during these twenty minutes. If you manage to touch me even once within that time, just once, I'll admit defeat. You can kill or torture me however you want!" Hayden's face turned as cold. He couldn't contain his rage. Frederick had crossed the line! "You think you can survive twenty minutes? I only need a minute to turn you into a pile of trash!" Hayden roared.

Freddie responded with equal ferocity, thrusting his hips slightly, groaning deep. Meanwhile, April’s face twisted, and her jaw clenched slightly as she tried to look away, but just couldn’t. Freddie, on the other hand, couldn’t get enough of Cindy. He gripped her by the waist, lifting her slightly before twisting her around until her ass pressed back against him. Cindy’s head fell back, a raw cry ripping from her throat.

And on Friday morning, another order for room service had been placed as early as 6:30, only for the waitress to meet no response from Frank's chamber but a sinisterly open door that afforded her the view of senator Frank's corpse in lying around in a pool of blood and his lady guest stripped stark naked, beaten to pulp, and tied to the bed frame. Coincidentally--perhaps not so--it was the second case of murder of top dogs in the city within the space of a week, and in a similar pattern at that. The first murder had struck earlier in the week when Henry West-gate, a famous tycoon in the city was set up for a car accident in his Jeep. It had been discovered that the middle-aged business tycoo