Glam Freddy Novels & Stories

“I don’t like that he’s around. I don’t like the way he looked at me. Like he thinks he is still going to win Freya over.” “He’s a parasite, Brandon. You can’t let him crawl under your skin again.” “I know.” I rubbed my temples. “But I also know how manipulative he can be. Especially with Freya.” “She’s not the same woman she was when he got under her skin.” “No, she’s stronger now.” I looked out the window. The skyline was smeared with the fading blush of sunset. “But strength doesn’t make you immune. It just means you know how to hide the bruises.”

he said sarcastically. "Frederick, you're just a sc*mbag. When you were with Stella, you came to seduce me. When you were with me, you were also hooking up with Stella. You're a sc*mbag." Felicia flushed red from embarrassment. "If you scold me again, I'll upload a video to the Internet. If you curse me twice, I'll upload two videos onto the Internet. If you scold me three times, I'll upload three videos. This kind of video spreads very quickly, and it is also in high-resolution," Frederick said calmly.

He shows no sign of disgust, instead he tops up my third glass. “And, what else? What else happened after they saw you?” I glance at the contents of the glass, the red liquid swirling in there, that day playing at the back of my head, the screams of horror, cries of disappointment. I chug the glass. “Slow down.” he chides, peeling the glass from me. “And Freddy made it his life’s mission to save the family from embarrassment. He was going to un-gay me, no matter what. That’s what he called it too.” I chuckle, but it’s bitter.

Her arms were crossed, lips curled into a smile that held no warmth. “So this is where liars still show their faces,” Wendy said loudly. Laughter erupted. Of course everyone was encouraging Wendy. Freya tried to walk past them. “That’s her,” someone said. “The girl who tried to destroy Xander Savage.” “She thought she had a chance,” another scoffed. “Delusional peanut photographer.” Freya felt her throat tighten. She focused on the pavement, counting her steps. Then something hit her shoulder. The smell reached her after the hit, it was sour, nauseating. A rotten egg burst against her sweater, yellow slime dripping down her arm.

There was a text message notification from Freddie, my friend and Special adviser. I glanced toward the opposite side of the table where he sat. He gestured at me to look at my phone. Making sure July’s attention was still on her unbearable presentation, I glanced down at my phone. Freddie sent me a meme that he’d cleverly created by swapping July's head with that of an evil looking Maleficent. I swallowed a snigger. Glancing at him, I shook my head and grinned. “Do you mind?” July's frigid tone broke me out of my thoughts.

His eyes glazed over and his jaw clenched together. “You have absolutely no idea why you do to me.” He whispered while leaning down and began trailing kisses down my exposed stomach. “Then show me.” ‼️ MATURE SCENES‼️ Those simple words seemed to snap whatever self control he was holding together as he pulled off my pants and panties, leaving me bare to his flaming eyes. I automatically tried to cover myself up but he gripped both hands to the bed and smirked up at me. “Oh no, you said show you so that’s exactly what I’m going to do.” He growled and his head dipped low between my legs. I let out a gasp as his cool tongue slid between my sensitive area and began flicking vigorously.

How can someone expect a woman to keep her hands to herself in a situation like this? It wasn't in my plan to feel horny and let Spencer's touch burn me for the evening. However, Freddie, Grammy's best friend had other ideas. According to him, we are young so we should spend our “Honeymoon” by enjoying every second of it. No matter how many times we tried to refuse his exotic offer, the more he pushed until we gave in and now we are here. I feel like he possesses the eyes of a hawk. If he weren't Grammy's friend who is extremely happy that Spencer finally has a girlfriend, I would find him extremely creepy.

“You must be out of your mind.” “I’ve been eagerly anticipating this moment—to return to this place.” Frederick stared out at the water, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. His body was covered in a multitude of tattoos, leaving no space untouched. He served as a front-line soldier and held a beta position in my brother’s ranks. He had launched a surprise attack on Gray, completely unaware of his true abilities. Frederick reveled in the adrenaline of risky situations, seeking out thrills and excitement, while I remained content with my ordinary life.

Freya scrambles back to the corner and pulls the thin blanket tighter around her body as she trembles in fear. "Freya… I know what I look like, look at me," I softly speak, slowly I reach out and pull her chin up to meet my gaze. She whimpers and pulls away, I let the glamour reveal my face so she can see who I am. "Daddy!" Freya's body violently shakes when she throws herself into my arms with tears freely flowing down her face.

"Strip," I froze after hearing what the devil himself said. I didn't know what to or what to say. He smirked, pleased by my weak and vulnerable state. I hugged myself tighter, afraid. How to escape? What kind of sick joke is this? I raised my shaking eyes, daring for the first time to meet his fixing gaze. He stood there in all his glory, waiting for me to submit to his sinful demand. A tear slipped down my face, looking at the door, hoping, praying someone would come and save me from this shameless man in front of me.