Novel & Cerita Adult Fanfition

She teased and I was very flustered. Baby gems my foot! Her imagination is getting wilder by the second, she's been watching too many fan fictions lately, her innocence, jeez! "Shut up Ione! Grab yourself a man first before you tease me," I challenged and she knew she lost. Because she has too many idols, though some of them are K-Pop idols and some of them are fictional characters, she's never going to have a boyfriend unless she isekai's herself or if she lowers her standards. That fandom is eating her alive.

Adrian’s nostrils flared like a raging bull, and his eyeballs looked one blink away from launching across the room like stress-propelled ping-pong balls. Some fans connected the dots and discovered that Riley was married to Adrian. The latter read aloud: “Adrian King is handsome, but Taylor West is DELICIOUS. Riley upgraded.” “DELICIOUS?! I AM NOT A LEFTOVER LASAGNA!” Adrian reacted. “I’M THE MAIN COURSE, BETTER THAN ANY RIB-EYE STEAK!” Adrian pointed to Taylor, his hand shaking, “YOUR FANS EVEN MADE A FAN EDIT WITH YOU AND MY WIFE. WITH BACKGROUND MUSIC. ‘CAN’T HELP FALLING IN LOVE’? REALLY???”

Reddit fans stared at the pitch-black screen and listened to the blowing sound, collectively imagining ten thousand words of plot. 【What is there that I, a distinguished VIP member, am not allowed to see?】 【It’s just blow-drying hair. Why can’t we watch that?】 【That blowing sound… it’s exactly like when I watch action movies at home and deliberately turn the TV volume way up.】 【What kind of dirty thoughts are in your head?!】 【I mean, I have a friend who’d like to know.】 【Can someone write fanfiction about this? I want this plot! I need to know what they’re doing behind our backs!】

I've been married for seven years. Seven years of being a good wife. A good mother to my two beautiful daughters. Seven years of pretending everything is fine. That I'm satisfied. That my libido isn't screaming for more than what I'm getting at home. People hate cheating spouses online. They judge. They condemn. They act like they're so morally superior. But in real life nobody really minds. Not when they understand. Not when they know the reason. And I have a reason. A valid reason if anyone actually cared to ask.

She said bracing her unsteady beating heart, "I am not interested in your messy relationships." "Eden!" Damien said softly as he took a step ahead. Eden backed away a step from him immediately and looked away from his intense gaze as she went on, "Nor do you owe me an explanation. I am just your secretary, Sir. So, please don’t bother_" "You are my fiancee!" Damien snapped at her. "Fake fiancee. Not even that. Correction, we already ended it. Now we have nothing to do with each other. You can do whatever you want with that girl or any girl for all I care. I_"

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

No, five. He slammed his laptop shut and leaned back against the pillows, fingers pressed to his temple like he could squeeze the thoughts out of his head. This was insane. He was spiraling. MidnightViper couldn’t be Julian. There was no way someone like Carter—golden boy, team sweetheart, hockey’s favorite PR angel—would moonlight as a faceless OnlyFans creator who whispered confessions into the camera like he was peeling his soul open. Except… what if he was? **

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

She tapped it and saw tons of accounts, all in men's profile pictures. good morning Hi. hey, nice photo wanna be my travel buddy? Are you single? She dropped her jaw and look at the girls in front of her, all avoiding her gaze. “What on earth did you do?” She asked and scrolled more. There were 34 conversations in her gossips box. Most of them were under the Requests tab, some were in the Chatmates tab, and nothing was in the Blocked tab. Mea opened the first one under the Chatmates tab.

He just hoped that this was the start of something new, not the end of a potential good relationship… THE END AUTHOR'S NOTE. Hello lovelies. I trust you guys are doing great. So, I decided to finally start this project after putting it off for a year now. This is like a collection of my readers' suggestions and stories. You tell me what you want as the next story, and I write the prompt of the lucky person. So far, I have 20 prompts from my readers from platforms, 19 when you exclude the already uploaded one. Updates for this series will be twice or thrice a week, with a full upload of a story, not chapter-by-chapter updates, depending on my school schedules.