Glam Rock Freddy Novels & Stories

I nodded at Gio and he grabbed Freddie's right arm and put it in front of me. "No no no. Don't, please no." He begged, I opened the plier and placed his index finger in it. I clamped it down and pulled. A loud crack resounded in the cell. Freddie screamed in utter agony. "Look what you made me do." I sighed, " Freddie, I don't like when people betray me. I don't like it even more when they lie to me. I can break another finger or you can talk." Tears fell on his face and snot rushed down from his nose, I wrinkled my nose in disgust. How pathetic.

Frederick yelled as he threw the glass across the room. "I am sorry boss.” Biggy apologized. "Sorry?! Sorry for losing her?! Now someone else has her! And you were so foolish that you didn't even follow the abductor!" Frederick snarled at him. Fury crashed over him and he clenched his fists so hard that he could almost feel his knuckles cracking. He had sent Biggy and two other men to kidnap Ria without leaving a trace. He ordered them to bring her alive at all cost. He had hoped to see her and end her life once and for all but things didn't work out as planned.

His fingers found a tempo that had me rocking my hips for more. “Come for me,” he whispered, flicking his thumb just a little bit harder. “Come for me, Zoey.” The rough hoarseness of desire in his voice is what did me in. The blatant need in his words was my undoing. My entire body shuddered. My knees went weak and it was only Freddie that kept me from falling to the ground in an orgasmic puddle. The prideful smirk on Freddie's face when I opened my eyes was sexy as hell.

Before Gemma could even ask what it was, a fine, cold mist of body glitter rained down over her shoulders and hair. “Freddy!” Gemma sputtered, waving her hands through the sparkling cloud. “The belle of the ball has to sparkle, Em,” Freddy said matter-of-factly. She looked at the can, shrugged, and then aggressively sprayed herself in a thick cloud of shimmer. “Besides, a lot of glitter never hurt anybody.” Laughing, Freddy grabbed her phone, marched over to the door, and pulled it open, flashing a dangerous, glittering grin over her shoulder, come on, let’s go wreak some havoc.”

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.

Clasping my thighs tight against it, I allowed him to do his will. Freddy didn't waste any time bringing me to tears. "Should I stop?" "Don't you dare!" He chuckled, proceeding to dig in deeper, withdrawing slowly while his lips trembled against the skin of my neck. I lost it. I missed Freddy. I miss how good it used to be. "Fredmon," I whispered into his ear, my voice shaky, you'd think I said "Red monkey" Silence. "F*ck me back to my senses. Please.”

“Someone’s got to keep an eye on the chaos.” Freddy grinned. “We’re not chaos. We’re fun.” “You’re dangerous,” I teased, ruffling his hair. “You will do big things one day.” He puffed out his chest like a mini alpha. “One day.” Ayla did tell me about Freddy wanted to practice his magic, and I was on her side, anything that would make him happy was alright. He was born with an angelic heart and that was all that mattered. Ayla just shook her head, amused. “You created this monster.”

Another claw ripped off its head from the body and threw them both into the hot coals. It snarled and looked down at the Sleeping Beauty. After staring at her for long minutes, it turned and walked back into the darkness on all fours. *** Freddie threw the blunt of his cigarette into the ash tray beside him. He had already smoked three sticks and was on to the fourth one. He was beyond frustrated. The past three days felt like hell for him on his own ship. He had lost five million dollars because of a stupid fight. A very stupid fight. That anger almost made him throw those two men overboard too. But he needed them. He was short of men so he couldn't afford to loose two more.

"I can drink something cold today, Freddie." The bartender immediately felt annoyed when he saw Scarlett flirting with Frederick. Frederick just said impassively to him, "Get me a Flaming Sex!" The bartender was startled. The Flaming Sex was a strong cocktail, and he wasn't sure if this soft-looking boy toy could bear it. He must be trying to look good in front of the gorgeous woman next to him! Scarlett smiled teasingly. "Freddie, I guess you're captivated by my red lips." The bartender narrowed his eyes and looked at Frederick in jealousy.

“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.