Glamorous Freddy Novels & Stories

Although Cara hated the interference, she couldn’t ask Frederick to leave since he didn’t charge a penny for his hard work. Soon she found out more about Gardner, his true selfish nature along with his dark past. She came to know that after a successful stint in Hollywood, he got involved with drugs and lost his reputation as well as all his contracts. It made him move to New York and seek work at the Broadway Theater. He still owned the exclusive celebrity club, Solitaire where he engaged in underhanded and illegal drug dealing. Being with her, brought him a lot of fame and recognition, as well as the respect he had lost and soon Cara realized the real motive he had behind his interest in h

"Seventy-five!" The bids flew across the dimly lit room, thick with cigar smoke, expensive cologne, and the energy of men who had more money than patience. On stage, a woman named Celeste was on her knees in nothing but silver chains, a stagehand's fist in her hair, a prop cock at her lips. "One hundred thousand!" someone shouted. Glinda smiled from her podium in a tight red dress that made clear she had no intention of letting age dim anything. "Do I hear one-twenty?" Her voice floated smooth and unhurried over the crowd.

“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?”

" Freddie's voice from across the line made Gladwin want to laugh. This friend of his could be considered absurd. At that time, Freddie was about to tell him about the news of his upcoming marriage. And suddenly, his friend brought up their other friends. Although Gladwin didn't ask anything. Gladwin was more interested in the news about Flavia, who suddenly disappeared from his reach. But Gladwin was used to Freddie's chatter, so he let the guy talk. "Didn't expect that the one I thought was innocent turned out not that innocent. I don't even know how many men have been her bed companions."

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.

This showed that these were not regular attacks, but attacks fueled by a Glow! "Glow: Explosion. It disorients the target for five seconds. Not long enough, but not short either." Frederick mumbled as two golden earplugs fell out of his ears and returned to his armor. The same happened to Selina, showing that she had been protected by her boyfriend. This was because Frederick's strange Glow was no respecter of persons. It affected friend and foe alike, for it was an all area attack. Even it's user was at risk of being affected if his ears weren't protected as well!

I was just a small, no-name makeup artist on the set, usually stuck doing makeup for minor roles. Everyone said my style was too bold—too mysterious and eerie—and just didn't fit with heroic characters. I never imagined it would be so well received in a horror game. This was the first time my work had earned this much recognition. As the game approached its end, the Slit-Mouthed Woman returned. Her eyes lit up the moment she saw me. "By the way, what's your name?" "Luna Frost." "Okay, Luna. I've already spoken to the boss. We're hiring you as the permanent makeup artist for our instance!"

Her skin glittered under the chandelier light, every inch of her screaming confidence. For a moment, I couldn’t help but admire her. She was bold in a way I could never be. I’d never dare wear something like that. "Hi," she said, flashing me a sugary smile that didn’t reach her eyes. "Queen Eve, right? Such a pleasure to meet you." I swallowed my groan. Damn it. My food was going to get cold. Putting on a polite smile, I shook her outstretched hand. "Same here." “I’m Freya,” she continued, her voice syrupy sweet but with an edge sharp enough to cut glass.

Freddie gripped my hand tighter and gave me his puppy dog face, asking for help. I just laughed and pushed him towards her. “Go on, Freddie, give the girl what she wants, you know you want to do a body shot,” I teased, laughing hysterically at his horrified expression, which quickly turned to a smirk. He gripped my h*ps and lifted me onto the counter, stepping between my legs so that our faces were inches apart. “Actually, I do. Lay down for me then, Angel.” He gave me a wicked grin but I knew he was only messing around.