Glam Rock Freddy Novels & Stories

His ambiguous gaze settled on Lauren's enticing face, deepening. "Hah! Why? The more you look, the more you like her?" Zoe cast him a sidelong glance, smirking mockingly. "Don't be like that, Zoe." Freddy hooked his arm around her waist, pulling her close. His breath, tinged with alcohol, sprayed across her cheek while he caressed her exposed back. "All these years, my heart has always been with you. I have eyes for no one else besides you. How could Lauren compare to you? Zoe, you're amazing. You've become my addiction."

Just kept drinking, eyes unreadable. "Kira, you're next," Freddie said, turning to me. I nodded, took hold of the bottle, and gave it a good spin. Everyone watched as it rotated... then finally stopped... on me and Freddie. Oh no. The guys were always asking for nasty stuff. But maybe, just maybe, since Dylan's here, Freddie might not go that far. That was... until I looked at him and saw his mischievous smirk, the dark glint in his eyes as he rubbed his palms together.

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.

“I’m going to step into the bathroom to put on something sexy and take care of protection. You just get naked and in bed.” As soon as she closed the door, Freddie jumped out of his pants, peeled his sticky boxers off, and threw them against the wall where they stuck. He sat in the bed and tried to relax. Baseball, I’ve got to think baseball. Singles, doubles, triples, homers. I’m going to score a grand slam! The door opened and she stepped out wearing nothing but a smile. “Is this too much clothing or just enough?”

The song changed to ‘She’s like a star’, by ‘Taio Cruz’ which is Freddie’s favourite song. I felt someone grab my hand and looked back to see Freddie giving me a smile, one of the real ones, and I couldn’t help but smile back. “Dance with me, Angel,” he said, wrapping his arms around my waist. I was so drunk at this point that I didn’t even care that I was dancing with Freddie, I wrapped my arms around him and tucked my face into his neck.

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.

We were so high up I was almost positive I would be one with the Saints-Or demons- if I jumped out the window. “If you didn't do this Frederick, then who did?” I whispered coldly, calmer now that I had been faced with the reality. “Hell if I have a clue, Dar,” Frederick’s voice sounded closer than it had been before, and I whirled to face him, seeing the strawberry -blonde haired man cradling a large glass of wine and moving to snatch it up from him without thinking, feeling the front of my dress soak with red as I downed the cup.

“Whatever you decide, be happy. Only your happiness.” “I don’t know…” “And I will be here,” Freddy interrupted my confusion. “I will be here to help beat his ass if you decide to break up with him.” Strangely, his words made me happy. “And if I decide to keep him?” “Well..” He lifted my face to look at me. “I will still beat his ass for daring to make you cry.” The pleasant man suddenly coughed at my Goliath friend with Samson’s strength. “Did you say something, sir?” Frederick eyed him rigorously, making me laugh amidst my tears. “Bring it on, huh?"

Bruce took out his phone and said with a smirk, "Just wait and see." ...... Freddy ran after Freya and hurriedly grabbed her hand. As soon as he touched her, his hand was shaken off. "Don't touch me! You're disgusting!" "Freya, listen to me. It's not what you think it is." Freddy hugged Freya anxiously. "Freya, can you please give me a few minutes to clear things up?"

Frederick merely tilted his head to the side, then delivered a swift whip-like kick from above, crushing the thunderous light. He did it as easy as extinguishing a cigarette butt! The shockwave sent Rory flying through the air. "With how loud you were shouting, I thought you'd be a bit stronger this time. Turns out you're all bark and no bite," Frederick remarked nonchalantly as he scratched his ear absentmindedly. Behind him, Jasmine's eyes widened as she gaped in shock. Holy crap! Frederick wasn't kidding! He actually managed to take down Rory in seconds! Could it be that his mysterious SSS-level file identity was really true?