Who Is Glamrock Freddy Possessed By Novels & Stories

Humiliation burnt my skin, but I clenched my jaw and refused to make a sound as I looked up at him. He was already looking down at me with his elbows resting on his knees. A satisfied smirk was playing on his lips as if I were his possession, nothing more than an object. He reached for the table beside him and lifted another thick stack of cash. “Dance,” he said calmly. “Strip… and dance for me.”

“Ok, then how’s my personality?” “Uhm, let’s say you’re the definition of a witch or perhaps a wolf in sheep's clothing. You need something to match your attitude. Like grey color, deep red or even black.” He went on and on that Grace’s fist clenched unknowingly, she was so close to giving him a knock-out punch. The attendants burst out laughing at the man’s bravery. He just insulted his girlfriend by calling her a witch and a wolf. “My favorite color is blue,” Grace said with a deadly serious expression. “So it soothes my personality and soul, you punk!”

"You should have seen his face the exact moment he saw you step out of my car. That smug bastard looked like he saw a ghost." I chuckled darkly. "A ghost who remembers. A ghost who’s coming to collect." Rodger. That name was bile in my throat. He had once been a vulture, circling at a distance, waiting for scraps. Now he had grown greedy, reckless, arrogant enough to think he could feast at my table while I was still alive. I turned my gaze to the blurred city outside the window. "You were right never to trust him. He hides cowardice behind confidence. He thinks betrayal is business."

“I fancy being a sexy CEO this time. You can be my male secretary with glasses. We can have sex on my desk.” Leo shook his head in awe. “Wow, you really are different since you got all your memories back. I cannot imagine you saying this before. Have we done something like that in a past life?” “I might have fantasized about it instead,” the ruler of the underworld admitted. “We spent most of the life where I did work in an office apart because you were on tour with your band.” Leo’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “I meant to ask about that earlier. Was I good at dancing and singing then? I’m okay at karaoke, but dance is not my thing.”

Aniya found him stepping closer to her without taking his eyes away from her face. "I never knew that things are allowed to put forward their conditions for getting possessed," a smirk crept on his face as he spoke those words to her which made Aniya clench her jaw. He was calling her a thing but she knew there was no lie hidden beneath his words anymore. She had become a thing and he was going to take her possession tonight. His gaze scanned her entire face thoroughly where he caught the soft strands of her auburn hair grazing over her completely bare face which turned his grin more sadistic.

“I had the right to know.” “I never toyed with your feelings, love. I was always upfront with you, possessive of you, protective too. You just didn’t manage to see the truth the way everybody saw it.” “Many pack members call me the alpha’s slut, others the alpha’s possession… what ever did they see? Is that any way to treat your luna? Or do you want to reject me?” I wasn’t making much sense and I knew it… but I was beyond angry. And the heat. God, the heat was driving me crazy. The water was no longer helping my case.

“Hmph! “To be a son-in-law of the Exorcist Dragons is very demanding. Young Master Alex’s medical skills may be good, but he isn’t suited to be my husband with just that.” In her mind, she thought, ‘That little thief, he couldn’t catch my eyes even if he tried!’ At this point, Alex walked in. Two other people followed him in. One was Dorothy, who had used the Transformation technique to look like Aunt Rockefeller, and the other was Quincy Zoppins, otherwise known as Clown. Freya’s gaze changed the moment she caught sight of Aunt Rockefeller. What a beautiful woman! Standing in front of such a woman, Freya suddenly felt ashamed and small. Who was she?

the old man screamed, clutching his eyes. Chaos erupted, and the women started freeing themselves, launching attacks against the men. Some men fled from the room, and Samantha followed suit, even though her hands were still tied. Samantha screamed as someone grabbed her hair. "Son of a bitch, where do you think you're going!" Ace angrily shouted, tightening his grip on her hair. At that moment, Samantha unexpectedly delivered a powerful kick. That caused the man to loosen his grip to her. "I-I'm sorry, really sorry," Samantha quickly apologized and made her escape.

" Who is Jared? How long have you been using this to please another woman?" Spring whimpers in pain and tries to push him away, but he grabs her neck and slap again, " Tell me!!! Am I not enough? How dare you spread legs for another man?" " I... I don't know what you are -!" " Don't dare to lie, you Bitch!" Freddie presses his neck, " I met that bastard. He will never dare to come near to you! Remember, I will kill anyone if you dare to please them without my permission!"

Freeway knew the spark all too well; the spark of a man with demons eating away at him from the inside out. "Poor kid," Freeway growled, a smile tugging at his lip. "Looks like he's just about ready to break, doesn't he, Drogo?" Drogo whimpered softly at the enthusiasm of his owner and fell silent. They followed Kelvin in step together, Freeway going quietly and keeping his eyes disinterested, his eyes wandering off into nothing whenever Kelvin chanced to glance around.