Golden Shadow Freddy Novels & Stories

Freya's friend didn't even let anyone speak as she took up the role of Freya's apikesperaon, "Mr V, we were all eating dinner when Freya called MS and Zoe to join her. After dinner, Freya went upstairs and she came down again after a while and told us that she had realised that her golden bracelet (stress the word golden) was missing. Since she had it when she came down for dinner, we tried helping her look for it but couldn't find it. We found that weird and we asked if someone had taken it and the culprits were obviously those she had contact with at the dinner table. Don't you think so?" She finished and looked at Mr V with a look that said 'arent I good'?

Rebel and Ryder yelled and pounced on Shadow shifting into their wolf form and started nipping at him. “Hey, hey!” Shadow yelped as Ryder nipped his thigh just missing his most sensitive areas. “Those aren’t balls you play with.” He shrieked covering his crotch. Jen tried not to laugh but she couldn’t hold back. “Thanks for the help love.” He grumbled. “My pleasure. Imma here to help anytime.” She snickered. “Ryder, Rebel get off of Shadow.” Storm laughed. “Off now.” She snapped her fingers at them. They playfully growled at Shadow and ran to their mom’s feet. “Okay you three shift back, fingers and feet please.” She ordered.

Thankfully he agrees easily, though I think he has a crush on me and I do all I can not to linger. For lack of a plan on what to do next, I swallow my pride and report to Godfrey. I find him in Shane’s office, deep in conversation with several others. “Nice of you to join us,” Godfrey says, though he doesn’t look up from whatever he’s reading. Before I know it, a male is lunging for me, trying to get his hands around my neck. While I try to defend myself, I know he’s a Shadow and don’t very well want to kill him. He seems content however to take me out..

Her creamy skin looks so soft that she wants to take a bite of it. “Enough! She’ll catch an evil eye” Freya pushed Darla aside and covered Goldie with a baby blanket. Everyone stifled their laugh at shocked Darla. Freya can be mean when it concerns the baby. She won’t let any harm near Goldie. “Oh my! You’re still here, grandma”

Even Bianca’s breathing seemed to stop. Freddy’s gaze sharpened dangerously. “She is not yours to touch, not yours to use, and certainly not yours to ruin. If your shadow falls too close to her again, I won’t destroy your empire first…” He leaned slightly forward, his voice dropping into a whisper darker than night itself. “…I will start by destroying your heart, piece by piece, while forcing you to watch.” Then he smiled again, warm and charming like he had not just threatened my entire existence.

Marcus grabs my waist and pushes me behind him, “Your highness.” He did a bow-like gesture. “What are you doing?” Marcus opens his mouth to say something but doesn’t. “ And do not even think about lying. Your job was to stay hidden and to keep your eyes on her.” The purple eyes slowly faded to gold and Marcus sighed.

“If he wasn’t, then it’s obvious that she will be protected. After The White Shadows, your pack, Clayton was the next strong pack after them.” “So, a deal has secretly been made,” he explained. He looked up when the guard he gave instructions to returned with a small, old, and hard case. He took it from him and placed it on the table. “Given that the pack will be protecting a seer who is your grandmother, a huge offering has to be exchanged.” “Freddy saw her and instead of demanding for resources, he demanded for her hand in marriage,” he finally said seriously. “He wasted no time in demanding for what he wanted. Of course, Gab violently refused because she was his mate and there was a huge

She laughed and touched his arm again, stealing his attention away from me. I sighed. Jake followed my line of sight, “Freddy’s got a knack for drawing attention. You know, back in college, he was the guy everyone wanted a piece of. Wealthy, handsome, mysterious. I don't know how, but somehow, he ended up with Sundae. It was so messed up. You know how it is when power enters the wrong hands. She tried to control him.”

hissed Isolde, a gleam of malignant triumph illuminating her contorted face. It was at that instant that the doors of the Solar, already damaged, exploded not by physical force, but by a shockwave of pure, golden energy. Freya entered the room in a way that no one in the castle had ever witnessed. She did not run; she seemed to float over the stained marble, her presence expanding to fill every crevice of the room. The silver mark on her neck shone with the intensity of a rising sun, and her eyes were no longer stormy; they were orbs of liquid gold, conveying an authority that transcended brute strength.