It's Me Golden Freddy Novels & Stories

“You worthless piece of trash, scrub harder! Did you not eat today?” “Get away from me, you disgusting freak! You’ll dirty the floor!” “What are you looking at? You blind, ugly monster!” Fists, boots, clubs, and malicious insults became her daily routine. Eventually, Vanessa seemed to have really gone mad. She would often scrub the filth mechanically while muttering to herself in a crazed, delirious tone, “Go back… I need to go back to the modern world… Ethan, honey, take me back! This isn’t real… Since I’ve traveled through time, I must be able to travel back. I have to find a way; I need to find a way–”

Everyone stared at her in surprise. Freddy grabbed her arm. “Tessa—” But she pulled it away. Jayden raised an eyebrow. “Were you talking to me?” “Yes,” she said bluntly. “Who else is growling here like a **puppy**?” Jayden stood up instantly. “Who are you calling a puppy?” Freddy quickly stepped between them. “Okay! Enough drama for one day.” He gently pushed Jayden toward the exit. “Let’s go.” Jayden allowed himself to be guided away.

he responds, still smiling. Freddie looks at the pack house and whistles. “Nice place. Better than the crappy place they make me stay in back home. Want to show me around?” Freddie asked. “I’m sorry. Should we not wait for your dad?” I asked Freddie. “Dad?” He looked confused. “You know the Council Member.” Freddie snickers. “That would be me.” I’m shocked. I always thought Council Members were old grumpy men who wear suits to work and take life too seriously. But Freddie is the total opposite. He’s young, trendy and friendly.

However, a blonde girl with sharp eyes sitting from afar spoke up, making everyone silent: "Freddy has only eaten white meat since puberty and the food he hates the most is food. English roast beef. Freddy has always had a very pleasant recollection of it.” “Deborah, can you please not mention that?” Freddy was a bit grumpy at the girl who just said that. Everyone tilted their heads to look at Deborah Kinghams - CEO of Howling Corporation. A meaningful smile suddenly appeared on Deborah's face and Freddy's looked like two wolves preparing to play.

Freddy, the chief editor of the magzine says to her thus putting a break on our eye lock. I look away and she resumes walking towards me. Her scent is getting stronger. She stops right beside me and I automatically snake my hand around her waist and pull her closer. She stiffens under my touch but doesn't show it on her face. "Freddy and the team, meet my beautiful wife, Rain Blackwood." I proudly introduce her to them. Freddy grins ear to ear as he stretches his hand out for her,"It's our pleasure to meet you in person, Mrs. Blackwood. You look more beautiful and sexy from close up look." He says and kisses her knuckle.

Occasionally Aiys notices Juna, who is still calm in driving. I'm still trying. Trying to open, Opening a new Eid Enough, me and you Without him!

“You are bleeding!” Didn’t he realize that I was totally naked in front of him? “My..baby..” I cried. “You are pregnant?” Freddie asked in a surprised tone. I shook my head slowly. “Come with me...” He stretched out his hand towards me but I hesitated. Why is a dead man offering to help me escape? “Freddie..I am sorry...” I bit down on my lower lip to suppress the sharp pain in my belly. “You have been damaged. There is nothing here for you anymore. Just come with me and I will save you. I’ll give you the peace of mind and happiness that you desire.” A small smile played on his face as if he was luring me to him.

Niyana furiously yelled at her. Amys eyes was flashed with ridicule as she heard her. Amy lifted layans chin up and asked. " Do you really think he is faithful?" As Fredrick heard that he roared at amy and said." That's enough of your false accusation. I admit i have stolen the treasure, but don't you dare say any false information. " Fredrick gritted his teeth as he said. " If you can't forgive me then don't. But don't you dare brainwash her with your maded false information. Don't you feel guilty amy?" He asked.

"Emma, I saw the video of Hunter fighting last night. What happened? Are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine, Freddie. And don't ask me to go to the Aftershock auditions today. I am not feeling well." Freddie, of all people, understands teen parties. He practically encourages me to attend them for fame, followers, and friends. The three 'Fs' I am supposed to care about. Freddie never thinks about the fourth 'F' for fuck. As in, I don't give a fuck today, Freddie. "Okay, I will let Model Perfect know you aren't feeling well. What are we sick with today?"

Freddie croaked, stretching out a trembling hand toward me as though I were his last hope. I met his gaze, letting my eyes glow with the heat of my will. “I’ll save you, Freddie,” I told him, letting his desperation strengthen the power rising within me. “I could save you right now. But first, you have to make this right.” His blue eyes widened in horror. “What do you mean?”