Phantom Freddy Novels & Stories

CAMILLA ~•~ "Highway to hell!" "Highway to hell!" I turned to Freddie and chuckled, leaning against the window slide of his Toyota Camry. He had bis dark shades on, a blue and white floral patterned shirt and grey Nike shorts. The man was a sucker for all things Nike, and Vans too. California's breeze swept past my face. My hair would have flown with it like the girls in the movies do, but it was wrapped in a tight pony tail above my head. And Freddie, helped me do my edges. Yes. My best friend was weird.

There’s no way to trick my body into thinking that a little battery-powered device is similar to the hands and dick of a man. Not just any man. Rhys Redmond. I want him to touch every inch of my skin and tease my body. I want him on top of me and inside me before I explode.

The more the merrier, after all. Benny was handsome and silver-tongued. In just a few words, he had Rita completely charmed. But I felt deeply uncomfortable and thoroughly disgusted. From the moment he walked in, he'd been slinging mud at me. That little speech just now sounded like an explanation and an apology, but really, it just reinforced the whole "freeloader" and "burden" labels all over again.

When the new intern, Felix Madden, hears that I'm going back to my hometown for the Thanksgiving weekend and won't be home in my fully paid-off luxury lakeview apartment, he goes out of his way to cozy up to me. "Come on, Carl. Your place is going to be empty anyway. Why not let my parents stay there for a few days during the holiday? It'll save them the cost of paying for a hotel," Felix says. Worried that my belongings might be tampered with, I politely turn him down. His expression darkens slightly, and he mutters under his breath, "Fine. If you won't lend it to me, I'll find my own way." I don't think much of it at the time. Then, on the first day of the holiday, the property manage

A malicious air permeated into the air as he glanced towards the forest, meeting the eye of a feral beast. The man appeared ecstatic then his surprised face went cold as he ordered his men to open the car door. They drove away from there and there flashed before her the life she had been living while she still has no recollection of the past. She was Zane Fangs, the daughter of the Alpha of Dusk Dawn Pack, 21 years old. TBC Maple Writes (Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.)

The thick silver gate trapping me was violently kicked from inside, bent and broken by brute force! The dust settled slowly. Through the dim light, the phantom of an 18-year-old werewolf in a white shirt emerged, carrying me out step by step. Stunned, Ronan turned. He came face-to-face with the nightmare that would haunt him for the rest of his life.

Michelle smirked. ••• <3PM,FREDDIE'S PLACE> Freddie got back an hour ago,after washing up,first thing he did was take a nap. Maybe that might help in forgetting all his worries for a while. His phone rang from the table he had dropped it and that woke him up. The caller ID show "Sunshine",It's Leah. "What's up babe..." He said sitting back on the bed. "I miss you" He could feel her pouting from the phone. He chuckled lightly.

While Charlotte was still processing the surprise, a conversation unfolded behind her. "Go back to where you belong." "Can't I stay here?" Freddie asked. Charlotte walked out of the door and into the courtyard. Julie's face was still close to the camera. Charlotte asked, "Scoundrel? You mean Freddie?" "Yeah! He's a nasty guy! He loves to bully people! He’s a scoundrel!" Charlotte thought for a moment, not entirely surprised. Freddie appeared to be about eighteen or nineteen, so a bit of rebelliousness was normal.

Author’s POV It wasn’t freddy. It wasn’t Freddy but his own hallucination. Due to the past mental stress and exhaustion his mind was filled with the thought of freddy coming back into his life and running everything he has now. And eventually that evening he ended up being tricked by his mind which played him well.

Just like the pro in licking pussy that he is, Frederick licked my stress away, sucking and working his tongue in and out of my honeypot. “You care if Tommy gets a ride?.'’ he asked, standing up. “Tell Tommy to be fast about it.” i said breathing heavily, my eyes also turned to look at the door. Frederick opened his zipper after freeing his belt and there was Tommy. Stretched out, perfect red head with beautiful veins all over him. “Arrgh... Fuck!... Shit...” i moaned, trying to keep my voice as low as possible. I thought Tommy was doing a good job, until Frederick raised my two legs with his arm, drawing me a lit forward and then intensified his thrusts.