Gregory X Freddy Novels & Stories

"Actually, Suzy, I'm not, or rather, I was drugged today, by you and your husband, that gigolo you support. But fortunately, the effects have worn off and I'm completely lucid. The man who's with me, Suzy, he's not a little thug. The little thug is Frederick, the one your husband brought into our house, his son's buddy. But that little thug is locked up tight, in jail, paying for his crimes, for assaulting me, for trying to kill me, for trafficking illegal drugs. The man who's with me, Suzy, is a real man, he protects me and takes care of me. But you won't accept that, because you want to see me suffer, don't you?!" "Look here, Hannah, you're going to regret talking about Frederick like that

Lucianne linked Christian, ‘Help Greg!’ Christian seemed hesitant before his queen’s order came out fiercer in her weakened voice, ‘Help Greg Claw, Your Grace. That’s an order.’ He nodded in compliance and left to join the effort to stop Xandar, shifting on the way. Xandar punched Greg to the ground before landing two merciless blows on his face and abdomen. He then held Greg by his neck with one hand and lifted him off the ground. His fingers were slowly tightening, and Greg’s dazed animal began losing air.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

“What did you say?” Freddy was gorgeous, tall with a muscular build, and far too many tattoos for polite society. He had that bad boy vibe down to a science. Back in the day, he’d rebelled against his parent’s wishes, smoked far too much weed, and somehow ten years of his life slipped away. Now, at twenty-eight, Freddy was pulling his life together. Not only was he almost finished with his Bachelor of Science at the community college, but he’d also cut back on the weed and booze so he could help more at The Grind.

I asked worried and scared of his answer. He chuckled, and then said the words that made my whole world freeze. "STRIP OR YOU WILL FACE CONSEQUENCES."

It's dark already, I glanced at my wrist watch and realized it's 8:13pm. Austin and I sat at one corner of the store and talked about different things. Austin and his sister which I later learnt her name is Clara were twins, they were from Star City. They came on Vacation with their cousin Greg but was caught up in the midst of the virus outbreak. They couldn't return back to Star City 'cause the airports and major highways that lead out of the city were locked down following the mayor's orders. Greg died few weeks ago when they were trying to escape from a group of bandits they ran into when they were looking for supplies. Greg was shot at the neck, although they later escaped, but Greg die