❱ THE BLURB. ❰ ⋆ ⚡︎ ⋆ Five years. Two rings. One nursery. And a city full of secrets. To the students of Woodsboro High, Freya Skye and Malachi Barton are the definition of "having it all." They are the heirs to a multi-billion dollar empire, the parents to a beautiful daughter, and the untouchable royalty of the upper class. They have the penthouse, the power, and the perfect alibi. But when the sun goes down and the Halloween moon rises, the designer silk comes off and the white plastic masks go on. They aren't just the golden couple. They are the Ghostface haunting the nightmares of everyone they know. With McKenna and Mason keeping the cameras on a loop and the babies fast asleep, the game is simple: keep the legacy alive and the body count rising. No one suspects the teenagers with the stroller. No one hears the screams from the top floor. And as long as they have each other, the blood stays on their hands-and the world stays at their feet. "We aren't just playing a role, Malachi. We're running the show." ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

malachi & freya

The bass in the dorm basement is too loud, but the silence in Room 302 is louder. Malachi Barton is a storm with no center, all jagged teeth and heavy breathing, breaking things just to see if they'll bleed. Freya Skye is the party that never ends-because if she stops dancing, she might remember how to scream. One room. Two players. Three inches of steel carved with a promise that turned into a curse. He wants her out. She wants to forget. But when the lights go out and the nightmares start, the only thing sharper than the blade under her pillow is the look in Malachi's eyes when he realizes she isn't just a player. She's a survivor. And he's the only one close enough to get cut.

Four parents, two families, one estate... and only one bed. Freya and Malachi have been "almost" something for as long as they can remember. They've mastered the art of the talking stage while navigating the politics of a royal merger. But as the countdown to their twentieth year begins, the teasing remarks are turning into heated silences. It was supposed to be a simple arrangement. A command from the throne. But how do you stay just "friends" with the person who shares your moonlight?

Malachi Barton is the celebrity playboy, that every girl falls head over heels for. Freya Skye is the quiet girl that goes unnoticed, even when in the spotlight. But when Freya is hired as a professional dancer in the new season of dancing with the stars and malachi gets chosen as her celebrity pair, Their personalities clash. But nobody can deny the chemistry they share on the dance floor.

Freya was always the backup best friend. She was never anyone's first choice. Everyone had their duos while freya was just the side character, the one nobody paid attention to except when they needed her. Malachi is everyone's favorite guy, always outshining everyone, but still humble. He noticed things that others in the group didn't. How freya walked behind them or how she made sure she didn't take up to much space. He hated that and he wanted to change that to the best of his abilities. Who knows what might happen will Malachi help freya forget her leave her behind. Will freya always be the backup best friend?

boomshakalaka #imlazy

A mix of one shots about Freya and Malachi. They are aged up in all stories. There's lots of fluff and tension. There is no smut. Requests are welcome!

HEY GUYS! this is my first story so I hope it's good! anyways this is a fanfic on Malachi and Freya. please don't get the wrong idea I don't ship them irl. it's just easier to write. ⚠️ALSO IT MAY BE A LITTLE EXPLICIT SO IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ THAT I ADVISE YOU TO NOT READ ⚠️ Kylie and Malachi are siblings. Kylie and Freya have been besties since forever. Sadly Freya's family had to move to England. Years later Freya comes back to LA but something has changed between her and Malachi. (Started: 10/11/25) (Finished: