Shaggy X Fred Novels & Stories

Rowan ordered. “Yes sir.” Fred nodded in response, his eyes lit up by the anticipation of the job he had to do. Although it was hard work, there was nothing better he’ll do than this. He has been a major part of Rowan’s life ever since he began growing in fame and wealth. Fred, an ex-military personnel, fought in Afghanistan and had a clean record, but after a life-threatening injury, he was forced to retire early. He began as a bouncer for clubs, making little money just to survive, then started working as bodyguards for some drug barons across the city. He got arrested a few times, but nothing that really stains. He met Rowan at a meeting with one of his former bosses in a club. They were

I keep my annoyance off my face, wishing I’d put more work into noticing the subtle marks of the years on our kind while in the human world. I had always liked both of them, although Shane had been more connected to our family. His daughter Semine and I had been good friends growing up. The two of us, along with Ryan, had been inseparable. My lips part about to ask Shane about her, when the door swings open fully, revealing a younger looking man on the other side. He would have to be Fred, the last member of my father’s inner circle we were waiting on. His brown hair is about medium length, pushed back from his face as he strides in to take a seat next to Ryan. His walk is more of a strut as

He said and joined them in the hug. "So what are we doing now? Is this supposed to be a group hug?" She asked him and Fred nodded his head. "You bet, there's nothing better than a group hug, am I right love?" Fred asked Zara and the only thing she could do was to laugh. She doubts if she will ever get used to the new Fred and how cheesy he is now. But she loves how affectionate he is towards her, he only needs to tone down the level of cheekiness because that makes her blush all the time.

Laurie asks, his jaw tense as he watches Fred rip open four sugar packets and tip them into his coffee. "Straight to business then Laurie." Fred mutters, stirring his coffee and binning the stick before slowly crossing the room to sit directly across from us. "The fans aren't interested in band members settling down. I needed to do something to save your image." "What's going on?" Harrison asks, he's wearing sunglasses indoors, a big indicator that he's severely hungover. "Ah Harrison, good evening? I saw that pretty redhead you left with." Fred beams at him, turning in his chair to face Harrison.

When someone was trying to shake hand with Michelle, Fred quickly hugged Michelle closely and prevented Michelle to touch other guy. “Michelle is mine! I won’t let you get closer to her! Find yourself a girlfriend you pitiful scumbags! Hahaha!” Fred was being so arrogant. It made the guy who wanted to shake hand became a bit angry. But, that guys started to laugh instead while cursing Fred for being too cocky.

“I thought you wouldn’t be able to recognize me anymore.” “Of course I do. How could I not?!” Fatty Fred checked Faye out, his eyes practically glued to her as he gulped discreetly. Long gone was his earlier belligerence and haughtiness. He patted himself down to look presentable and went to shake her hand. “You’ve changed so much. It’s been years and you’ve come back looking gorgeous. I thought I would be bumping into a celebrity tonight.” Faye’s smile grew wider at Fred’s compliment, but she hesitated when he extended his hand. She disliked the perverted way he leered at her. Just as she was caught in that dilemma, Zayn stepped up and shook Fred’s hand on her behalf.

Freda held her with one hand, and it was obvious that she wasn’t using all of her strength, yet Sharon couldn’t pull herself away from Freda. “Let. Me. Go.” Sharon gritted her teeth, trying to pull herself out of Freda’s grip with every muscle in her body, but she couldn’t. She turned towards me. “Craig, tell this bitch to leave me alone.” She yelped. Freda had probably held her tighter than before. I moved my lips to Freda’s ear. She let out a soft moan. “Let her go, dear.” Freda obeyed immediately. Sharon staggered backward, rubbing her arms as she pressed onto the hand Freda had held onto.

Harvey smiled and curled his fingers in Fred’s direction. Fred looked disdainful. He approached Harvey again and barked, “Why? Do you still want to provoke me and let me come over?” “Come, come, come! Hit me!” “Come on, just hit me!” “If you don’t hit me, you’re a coward! A bastard…” Slap! Before Fred could finish his words, Harvey instantly slapped him. “Argh!” Fred screamed in pain, blood spurting from his mouth and nose. He was sent flying and hit the wall before falling to the ground, looking extremely miserable.

Fred said, and he came out of Fathia's room, and headed outside where he parked his he entered his car and drove home, Fred was restless because he wanted Fathia back In his life, he was trying hard to have her back, but Peter has done so much for Fathia when Fred abandoned her with pregnancy, and Fathia was not giving him vibes, In the afternoon, he drives to Fathia's house, parked his car in Infront of Fathia's parent's house, and sat Inside the car watching everything going up and down, and In the evening when Fathia was going out, she wanted to board a taxi going to Peter's house, but Fred came out from his car, and said, "let me take you down to your destination" "I have ordered a Uber

I walked through the hallway and suddenly, I heard noises coming out of the living room and I went to see what was going on. “Seems you are growing confident by the day,” Shelby said as she pointed to Freda. “Yes. I have been scared of you for too long. Not anymore.” Freda replied, and I was a bit excited that she was finally standing up to Shelby. “Just take a look at your sorry ass. Try landing a punch on my face.” Shelby said and Freda stretched forth her fist to land a punch, but it was an easy dodge for Shelby who only moved slightly to the right. She stood properly and landed a punch on Freda, and that was when I spoke.