Adventure Time Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

The smell hit me hard, and my clumsy attempts to chug it simply made me choke and cough violently. Once I was tipsy, I started to type furiously on my phone. However, I ended up deleting everything. Suddenly, a lean figure appeared at the door. It was a man with a gentle look. When Mandy caught sight of her boyfriend, her expression instantly fell. "I can explain… Would you believe me if I said I came here to gather research for my fanfiction?" In response, the man came over and dragged Mandy away. "Mandy, if you want to write your fanfiction, you can use my body for research. Do I not have enough material for you? How about we work harder when we get home, hmm?"

"I had wanted to run away just like you but then again I thought about it. It might look quite unprofessional, I will tell you my secret. I had a horse friend who was human but transformed into a horse by a princess from the Wizards kingdom. We became friends for weeks, I actually enjoyed his talks and then out of the blue, a crazy elf fell down from nowhere and landed on the grass…" "Did you say elf?" Blair interrupted, her mind playing tricks on her. "Yeah, funny right. We are in the twenty-fifth century and elf's ain't supposed to exist, but there she was laying on the grass." Blair gaped at her, finding her story interesting. " Blair.., there you are, we thought we've lost you." Danica s

Not when he is trapped inside T’s mind, anyway. “Absolutely. I didn’t ask for any of this. Time is using T’s body to get close to Fate. Fate despises him, and since T is Fate’s brother, he is the perfect subject. Since Time is my twin brother, the spell that cast him into T’s mind dragged me in too. But there is something else. Time has gotten what he wants from Fate. But to escape, he has to regain the powers he had gifted to someone else for a small amount of time. However, I cannot speak of that to you,” Thought tells me.

“Just let her rest. She must have received a tremendous shock. After all, existences like us werewolves or even vampires are uncommon there.” Selena nodded. She was about to pinch the spot between Asteria’s neck to make her unconscious when suddenly a spark of life seemed to come back to Asteria’s eyes. She immediately dodged Selena’s hands. Amidst her blank mind, she had vaguely heard Selena and Elias discussing something. It had extinguished her hope of coming back home when she heard that those two fantasy beings exist. Coupled that there were no more kingdoms exist in the present time of earth, she was sure that she seemed to be in another place that wasn’t earth right now.

I toss and turn in my sleeping bag. I don’t want to be back in the tent at all. I want to have shown Tim that I disappear when I time travel, I want to have proven to Tim that time travel is really possible. We've barely talked since the failed attempt. Tim didn't immediately want me to try again, he thought I should relax. But how can I do nothing if I can't wait? There's no point in staying here, I can't sleep even if it's the middle of the night. I wriggle out of my sleeping bag and put on some clothes. I leave a note so Tim knows I'm returning to the boat.

It's hard to say. Naomi howled with laughter. “This is art,” she declared. “We’re putting this in the council room.” “We are not,” I said automatically, even as my lips twitched. Rowan bounced on their toes. “We told everyone,” they said proudly. “About how you yelled at the Moon and bit the bad Alpha and made your own rules.” I swallowed. “Everyone?” I asked. “Everyone under twelve,” Naomi supplied. “The older ones have their own fan fiction.”

Deadly and adorable all at once. “What?” I asked, my face heating under his stare. He didn’t answer. Just looked at me like I was the answer to a question he’d been asking his whole life… I wrote and wrote, channeling everything from the last few hours into the story. The hidden room. The confession about his twin. The way he’d dropped to his knees. The vows that sounded like promises. I changed enough details to keep it fiction. Made it fantasy instead of reality. But the emotion…the raw, devastating emotion…that was all real.

“Take me wherever it is that you go when it’s safe.” “I cannot.” “Can not or will not?” “Both,” I admit. “Maybe I’m being selfish, but I don’t want to watch you die.” “But if it would be safe for you why….” “If I take you into Faerie, it is even less safe for you there than it is here. There are people there who will want you dead. And even if by some miracle I was able to keep you safe, there is the problem of time. Time moves differently in Avalon.” I try to explain as I pick up my coat and each of my gloves, readying myself to leave. “A day in Avalon can be a week, a month, or even a year here. A week in Avalon could be a decade. Do you know the story of Rip Van Winkle?”

She recognised several of the accents spoken by her team members, placing them to different cities within the country and from the side glances that people were able to give each other, they all implicitly knew, through their silent communication of looks and facial expressions, that they had all been abducted and were conscripted into this sick project. Time Travel. Gretel had been forced to work on time travel. And not even for a good reason. The entire concept of Sýnnefa discovering time travel through the notes of an old man who was probably doped up on something when he wrote out his drivel was a ridiculous one.

Apart from the fact that he is the lost child of my mother’s senior, I do not know much about his past, because he rarely speaks. Over the years, I followed him wherever he went, not letting him out of my sight. I discovered that when Hans was lonely, he loved to hide in a cavern in the woods away from Tyi or on the soft grasslands of the neighbouring meadow. Tyi was the village we lived in. Eventually, one day, he began opening up to me. When I was fifteen, we shared a kiss. We began meeting alone in the cavern, starting a forbidden relationship. Though we kept to our boundaries, I knew one day that it would all change. I planned to have it happen, that when I reached eighteen, we would rev