Glamorous Freddy Novels & Stories

Freddy knew who I am and what I am, but he seems to be un bothered and he's still living peacefully deep inside the forest with his animal friends. "Oh how I missed my sweet Angel! Freddy, can I have the key please? I want to cuddle my Sweet little Angel! I missed her so much!" I plead and Freddy tossed me a spare of key. I quickly unlocked the cage and dipped myself into the pool, looking at my sweet angel.

I was wearing a crimson, strapless cocktail dress for my first outfit, with matching thigh-high platform boots—the concept for this look, according to Mister Zagreb, was a ‘living ruby’. Though it was almost unheard of for me to throw a fit or have a shouting match with anybody, celebrity drama was nothing new for the staff since they have seen and heard much worse in all their years working in this line of business. I personally knew for a fact that the guy applying body glitter on my arms was the same guy who neatly dodged a jar of hair gel that had been thrown about by a certain actress when her husband sent her divorce papers during a shooting (yeah, I was there and I saw the whole thing

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.

“The day after they went, I found out the cops caught them, they tried running, and were shot on the spot.” Their images were etched on the back of my mind, too. Freddie’s dark hair, long and barely neat, covered half of his face anytime he let it down, so he tied it up with a band he picked off the floor. His hazel eyes were always sparkling with curiosity about how something was built, and most times, he would talk about how he would live when he finally became a CEO—how he loved suits. Funny Freddie was what I called him. “FF. That’s what I will call my company. Thank you, Aleron.” His boyish voice resounded in my head.

"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.

He mutters against my hair as he hugs me. I sigh and wrap my arms around his torso. I bury my face against his chest and breathe in his cologne. How can someone smell this good. " Thanks Gray. Freddie is an ass , yes. But sometimes I can't watch him get hurt. Despite everything that happened , I still can't forget the other Freddie. The one who looked out for me. Please don't hurt him. Even if he tries to talk to me again , please don't ever hurt him , I'm begging you Gray."

His hand held my small hand and interlaced his fingers with mine. “You’re happy to see me dressed in a uniform with lunatics?” Freya spat and glared at me, on the brink of losing that aura of ice coolness she always exuded. “I can see she's wearing another expensive gemstone again. A ruby necklace. Can’t you see she's only with you for what she can get from you? She. Does. Not. Love. You. I know what I am saying, son.”

I asked. “No. I’m not letting you go,” Freddie said stubbornly. His words made me snap. I stood up angrily and slammed my hand on the dining table. “What exactly do you think you are? Do you believe you’re so powerful that you can lock people up however you like?” I yelled, unable to control my anger. “You’re not just anybody. You’re my Lessie,” Freddie murmured through his lips. “I’m not your Lessie! I’m Lessie, but not yours! Stop this madness!” I shouted, feeling like my lungs might burst.

continued the host, smiling knowingly, “let's not waste any more time; let's welcome our four handsome and charming star alphas!" The cheers grew louder as the first name was called. "Stefan Moore!” The spotlights followed Stefan's steps, a man with neat black hair, piercing brown eyes, and glowing white skin beneath his black suit and blue shirt. His sweet smile was etched as he waved, and applause greeted him enthusiastically. "Freddy Byron!" The cheers were even louder as Freddy walked confidently. His brown hair was slightly messy, contrasting with his blue eyes that radiated alluring charm. He wore a white striped shirt without a tie, adding a casual impression that made several girls e

Freddy shrugged it off with a goofy smile and walked ahead of them into the building. His arms felt warm against hers. It was obvious he worked out. “I had a special request for…” He started but Penny cut him off. “An escort. It is not an abomination to say the word out loud.” She supplied the word for him since he sounded stuck. She could feel his laser glare directed at her temple but pretended not to notice and kept her gaze ahead as they walked into the building. Freddy was nowhere to be found. “… you are anything but the meek I requested for.” Killian continued as if she hadn’t said anything.