Withered Freddy Novels & Stories

Eager for revenge, Carren strangled Ruby. Jay lifted his chest, but Frederik pushed him back. "Hahaha, don't try so hard, asshole! We've been on the streets longer. We're more dangerous than you think! You see her?" Frederik pointed his head at Carren, smirking. "Carren is a baby-eating creature. She's got a lot of experience breaking older people's necks. That little girl is like a bug to her." Jay growled violently. What energy he had left was concentrated in a single headbutt. He smashed his forehead against Frederik's nose. Frederik's scream followed the crunch of broken bones as he finally disappeared from Jay's body.

The fact that she was throwing up in the corner served to affirm his theory. Frederick looked at the perverted man lying helplessly at his feet. Just a few seconds ago he was trying to ruin another person’s life. But now he was lying on the ground limbless, crying in pain with no dignity left. The tears and snot on his face didn’t garner any sympathy – at least not from Frederick. He couldn’t speak because his lower jaw and tongue were no more. Coincidentally, they were lying a few feet to his left. But he whimpered constantly, almost as if he was begging for mercy.

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?”

Freddie's sacrifice was evident, his willingness to bear the consequences of the tragic accident. He knew the pain he had caused Lucia, and he couldn't bear to see her suffer further. In the aftermath, Richard was laid to rest, his absence leaving an indelible void in Lucia's heart. The funeral was a solemn affair, filled with sorrow and unanswered questions. Family and friends gathered to say their tearful goodbyes, while Lucia stood by Freddie's side, grateful for his bravery and devastated by the price he had paid. As the gavel fell in the courtroom, Freddie was sentenced to fifteen years of imprisonment. It was a heavy punishment, a weight that would haunt Lucia's thoughts for years to c

They had no time to look at each other, instead, they flapped their wings and chased after their king. “Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit!” “Find him! Find him!” “I’ll shake the alarm bell.” Dennis and Vilfredo were extremely agitated. However, Freddie had changed the course of his wings. “Don’t be too long. We need you!” “Please!” Both of them were already in chaos. Freddie nodded. “Just hold onto him. I’ll come to you with force.” Then, the two of them chased after their lord and Freddie brought his own army… just in case.

"Yeah! If you go through with this, Cook Manor will be destroyed. A lot of the royal family members will die!" "Stop it right now!" Morgan, Samson, Adam, and others all shouted. But Freddie had already gone off the deep end. He didn't care anymore. With most of his chest bones shattered, he couldn't even stand up straight. His hunched posture made him look twisted and terrifying. "Marshal Snow, I admit that you're strong. But I, Freddie Cook, have never lost in my life. I have fought on the battlefield since I was young. In 86 battles, not once did I lose.

They were creatures of nightmare, of darkness and death, and they wanted me. But Hayden wouldn’t let them have me. With a snarl, one of the furies lunged again, her claws slicing through the air. Hayden met her with a fierce swing of his sword, the clash of metal and magic ringing out like thunder. The fury shrieked in pain as Hayden’s blade cut through her, her form dissolving into shadow before my eyes. But there were still two more, and they were relentless. “Hayden!” I cried, fear choking my voice as I watched the remaining furies close in.

Just then Frederick walked to the helipad but the chopper had taken off so he only met Walker there. “He’s gone?” Frederick asked. “Yes sir, he took off a while ago” Walker said. “He really went ahead with this……..all I needed was a reason not to” Frederick muttered the last words. “Sir?” Walker asked. “Please don't mind me” Frederick said. “Is there anything you'd like me to do sir” Walker asked. “Uhh, nothing for now. I will let you know when I need your services” Frederick said as he walked back into the house.

Freddy sneers, "Are you going to kneel down and beg me to spare him?" I frown and say, "When you die, I will consider whether to kneel to you or not." Freddy's muscles tense up. he grits his teeth and shouts angrily, "Believe it or not, I will immediately have his fingers chopped off?!" I say, "Chop him up. If you do not chop him up, you are a liar." Freddy is speechless. I say, "Last time he told me that the woman he loves the most is me, but tonight he is fooling around with my sister. If you chop off his finger, how about I light a cigarette for you?"

he mumbles with the chocolate still in his mouth, causing Tonya to look at him with disgust. "Jeez, manners," she complains and throws a cushion into his face. Freddie and Jenny stay silent most of the evening, simply enjoying each others presence while cuddling up on a two-seater. Since Freddie nearly died, they’re inseparable. Who could blame them? The night is extremely restless. All kinds of scenarios keep playing on my mind, trying to figure a way for each and every one of them. “We’ll be okay,” my wolf tries to calm me, and I know I can trust her. Even if she has a very naughty mind and I can’t do everything she always wants, I know she’s right with this.