Shadow Freddy Novels & Stories

“Son, I’d advise you to rethink this whole hero trait you’ve managed to pick up. It’s a rather disappointing look on you.” “Opposed to what? The monster you’ve turned out to be? Look at me father, you should be proud! I’m the ruthless killer you always wanted!” Rhyland shouted as water rushed out of Queen Fara’s mouth and onto the floor. Her eyes were wide and the gurgles of her clear struggle were the only sound existing around us. After a few moments, her body collapsed beside her son’s surrounded by water. The divider between the two never mixed while the water and blood touched.

, he’s shaking as the dagger fell to the ground. “The known killer of Werewolves?” Other were-rogue asks. I devilishly smirked doing my attack towards the naked man. Throwing my dagger straight to its heart. They alerted themselves as they saw how their companion turns to ashes. “Yes. I am Death. You want to be one of my favorite collections?” I showed myself yet they can’t see my face due to the black skull mask I’m wearing. They should have attacked me but my hands are quicker than them. I pulled two of my 45 caliber guns. And shoot their foreheads and hearts making their early death. My gun has a silver bullet that contains the same mixture of venom and wolf's bane.

He wanted to end it all because he wanted to call Shane immediately to convey his regrets and apologies for Lea's behavior. "Is your friend always so cold and annoying to everyone he meets? Or just to me, perhaps?" Unable to contain her curiosity, Lea put on a brave face and asked Freddie about it. Freddie didn't answer immediately; he chose his words first to explain it more factually to Lea. "Shane is a cop. They may be used to being straightforward and to the point with their conversation partners. What do you mean by calling him annoying?" "Huh? He's a cop?" Lea asked back.

I say to Frank as Alia and I walk over and stand next to the others. "Shut up cousin, because when I'm done kicking his ass you're next." Frank points over at me before they both shift into their huge grey wolves. Freddy, Frank, and Fin all have grey wolves. Freddy wolf is a darker grey than Frank's and Fin wolf is an ashy grey.

Someone was in here with me. Run! Run! Freya Run! My mind chanted at me but my legs were somewhat too shocked and frozen to function properly. While my sanity told me one thing which was to sprint for my life, my body and legs were overwhelmed in utter shock to move. Why couldn't I run, I needed to run for my life. The Luna died on her Inauguration Day She didn’t get to enter her office Luna Freya was marked as the shortest Luna in the community of werewolves.

Blood was trickling from his forehead, making him a ghastly sight. "What should we do now, Freddy?" Jordan asked fearfully. "Will he kill us off? I'm scared." "He wouldn't dare," Frederick said. "Why not?" Michael asked. "Who in all of Rivershire would dare lay a finger on us?" Frederick retorted. "Didn't he just attack you, Freddy?" Frederick had no answer for that. "If I were him, I would definitely finish both of you off," Michael muttered. "Why do you say that?"

I chuckled, more to ease the way I felt than because I found his words funny, “Well, there's something I didn't know.” I said with dripping sarcasm, “Anything else you want to tell me, Mr. Montgomery?” I pulled out my phone to check if I had any new messages, and when I looked up again, my brain short-circuited, and my mouth went dry. Freddy was standing and unbuttoning his shirt. He pulled it off to reveal a body that belonged to a god. My eyes ran down his chest, his biceps, his shoulder muscles that flexed in ways I found obscene as he pulled off his shirt.

Friday rolled around quite quickly and it was already past 8pm in the night, with having nothing to do, Spade just lounged away in his office alone, of course not without trying to lure Nate into staying with him, but unlike him, the young man had a lot to sort out. Spade had tried to set up a meeting with Frederick, to at least find out why the man cut off his alliance with Spade, but it would seem whatever hold mystery man had on Frederick, it was fucking strong.

I asked him. "I will never bow to a witch. I will take pleasure in eating your heart since you chose to ruin my meal!" He spat back at me with an evil smirk. Yes, I could have easily done a killing blow, but I find a slight enjoyment in making the evil beings suffer a little. Plus, I get paid more if I deliver them alive. Mucelini here broke the law. Ghouls have centers where they can obtain flesh to survive. When several ghoul attacks started in the area and the Paranormal Enforcement Agents (PEA) couldn't find the culprit they called me. Freya Blackwood, paranormal bounty hunter. I take on hunting ghouls, vampires, werewolves, and other creatures of the night. I am the best of the best and

"Freya!" The panicked cry had Chloe's eyes snapping to her friends to find Freya face first in the snow as another girl tried to help her up. Freya's movements were sluggish, her limbs trembling as she tried to get up only to fail even with helping hands. "What happened?" Chloe asked as she came over to help Penny lift Frey up. "She's sick." Penny replied, her green eyes darting from one girl to another. "I think she's got what Emily had." "Okay, we need to get her to where Omar hid the vehicle." Chloe was surprised by how steady and calm her voice sounded but she didn't let it show. "Can you help me carry her?"