Golden Shadow Freddy 소설 & 이야기

Right as college acceptance letters went out, my golden boy of a brother, Bill Cyrus, spread a rumor that I stole his spot at Braxton University. His only proof was a single paparazzi shot of me standing outside the university gates. Of course, my parents believed him. To protect Bill's precious reputation, they forced me to take the fall. They even threatened to lock me away in an internet-addiction center for good to erase their embarrassment of their younger son—the one who dropped out and ran wild for a year. Watching my own family line up to tear me apart over one massive lie, the last scrap of hope I had for them shattered completely. I stopped holding back. I watched, ice-cold, a

blue is really his colour. “I've shared the file with you. Look through it and find your partner.” I watch as he turns to the white board, raises his hand and starts writing something down. The fabric at his wrist slips away, revealing the small gold watch he wears there and more expanse of delicious skin. I really have to get myself together. I open my phone, d******d the file and skim through. Jackson, there it is. Paired with a McShaw. Who's McShaw?

He left before he did something stupid. That night, the Forgotten hit a bigger target— an underground fight club the Crimson Shadows used to make money and recruit. Kael led the raid. Kira and five others with him. It went perfect at first. Guards down. Cash taken. A message left in blood on the wall: The Silverfang lives. As they slipped out the back, floodlights snapped on. Ambush. Twenty Crimson Shadow fighters poured in, guns ready. Someone had tipped them off. Kael shifted fast—full wolf this time, silver fur glowing.

Eager for revenge, Carren strangled Ruby. Jay lifted his chest, but Frederik pushed him back. "Hahaha, don't try so hard, asshole! We've been on the streets longer. We're more dangerous than you think! You see her?" Frederik pointed his head at Carren, smirking. "Carren is a baby-eating creature. She's got a lot of experience breaking older people's necks. That little girl is like a bug to her." Jay growled violently. What energy he had left was concentrated in a single headbutt. He smashed his forehead against Frederik's nose. Frederik's scream followed the crunch of broken bones as he finally disappeared from Jay's body.

I watched my chipped toenails and bloody clothes and decided to get a makeover before I went to make a deal with the devil. After all, the enemy of my enemy….is my friend. Ethan's POV Regarding Freya- or so she called herself- closely over the rim of my cup, I tried to study her and figure out what she wanted. "You said something about a deal?" I broke the silence that she was content to let stew. "I do actually, one that you love." She cockily reached for my jug and tipped some over her pancakes. "It's about Shadow." "So you said over the phone," I paused, ready for every minuscule movement of her body. "Although I'm quite curious as to how you know of him."

Several geyseys opened up, sprouting flames of gold and blood as ash filed the skies of Zandor. This was Frederick's Domain! This was the domain called Hephaestus's Forgery, and it's manifestation was as grand as the best of domains could be! "My name is Frederick," Frederick affirmed as the hammer he held was suddenly engulfed in large blue flames. These flames didn't carry with them the heat of Hades; they were more like a refining fire. And they did refine. The powerful hammer grew larger, about two times it's size, and created a large shadow over the figure of the imposter. It was only then that Frederick caught her attention, and her crazy mutterings ceased.

She was scared to death and wished she could just disappear from the surface of the earth. Freddie continued to walk and pull her along. Finally, they got to a door with two men at the entrance. Freddie showed them an ID card and they let them enter immediately. Four men were seated around a table, playing cards, with bottles of vodka spread across the same table. They all looked above fifty years of age. The first man wore a red shirt, unbuttoned and showing hairy chest. His hair was jet black and permed. He wore a gold chain too. The three other men wore black leather jackets and black jeans. They were looking far from good guys.

Frederick's look was of hatred, he looked like a demon casting curses, but he was nothing more than a tormented soul in hell. "Let me explain, the whole 'Ninth Circle of Hell' is done, it went up in smoke. They're all serving time in federal prisons, same place you're going as soon as you get out of here." Flavian smiled at the end, he was dying to lock Frederick up again. "Not all of them, Detective, Queenpin is in the bed right next door. Although now she's not even powerful anymore, maybe we should change her nickname to, I don't know, powerless?!" I commented and he laughed.

It turned out they had long been in collusion. The members of the Jade royal family and the Dark Occult surrounded King Meryem, Tyr Summers, and the others. They each had extremely sinister smiles plastered upon their faces. “Release Master Golden Swallow.” The Silver Swallow approached with the Dark Occult Bishop by his side at that moment. He immediately growled at Tyr. Tyr narrowed his eyes and had no intention of letting the Golden Swallow go. However, the Golden Swallow that was under his blade was not the least bit panicking. He stared intently at Tyr before asking, “There is no expert like you in Maddox Village. Who are you?”

He stared up at the sky, searching for something to answer the questions burning in his head. The golden light reappeared, spreading over the sky in a thick wave. The city was filled with light, gleaming from around the buildings. Valor charged forwards around the corner that Freya had disappeared around moments before. As he rounded the corner, Freya was standing in a circle of men, armed to the teeth with swords. She was hesitating to stare at her hands. Then Valor noticed she was glowing gold, shining with the bright light that had washed over the city. She wore a wide grin, admiring the light that shimmered on her skin.