All In One Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Permiton continues, “The barrier that protects Altinna was first erected by a fae with silver eyes, just like Maerilee’s. This fae was a powerful sorceress, and she was connected to not one, not two, but four different men. Each of them was her One, and together, they were able to create the barrier that has protected our kingdom for centuries.” A hush falls over the room as his words sink in. I feel a shiver run down my spine as I absorb what he’s saying. Four Ones. The idea seems impossible, yet here I am, sitting beside two men who both strengthen my magic in ways I can’t fully understand. Could it be true? Could I be meant to have more than one One, just like this ancient fae? My mother

I felt stupid enough to apologize to him tomorrow and bring him a cookie. A flood of nonsense hit first: roleplay forums; romance book rec lists that looked suspiciously like my browsing history from lonely winters; wikis that read like teenagers high on Mountain Dew had built them at three in the morning. I dug harder, forcing my way past fanfic to the kind of folklore sites with ugly fonts and long paragraphs.

Damn, I have to come up with some rules. "Yeah, sure." He shrugs, acting as if my fine lines are nothing. "Rule one," he reads aloud as he writes. "Don't fall in love with me." I snort. "I don't think that will be a problem." Love, what a stupid notion. "Yeah, that's what they all say," he replies seriously. I give him a double take. All? He really is an asshole. "No sleeping in the same bed," I point at him. He reluctantly writes it down.

I've experienced mental blocks and severe headaches several times while going on with the story, but it was all worth it knowing that finally, One In A Million reached its ending. This is my first ever Science Fiction story, and the second novel I finished this year, 2021. I know you see plot holes in it, the grammatical, and typographical errors, and I promise to strive harder to get rid of those and be better in the future. I know I still have to learn a lot and I am more than willing to learn.

" ************** OMG its over AHHHHH.... I really did cry this time. Anyway I love them so much and I will miss them so much. But I am writing another book in this next chapter titled: SISTERS DESIRE, and you guys should really goo check it out. Its a fictional story that involves incest, but it is not an incest only story. It focuses on Harem Lit. All characters involved in sexual activities of any kind are eighteen years or older. None of these events are real, no matter how badly we may want them to be. (Sucks doesn't it) Please rate and comment. Enjoy. and I think its really interesting.

There were no days off for the Alpha leaders, something I was soon to know first-hand when I found my Luna. Seated on the kitchen counter, I indulged in waffles, eggs, bacon and a variety of fruit whilst I was engrossed in my current read: a fictional tale of two star-crossed lovers. Their families are rivals to one another, but that doesn’t stop their love from flourishing. Humans wrote such bizarre stories, but truthfully, I couldn’t help but enjoy every single word that I read. I would happily read anything to keep me distracted from replaying last night’s events in my mind. The thoughts I had made me shudder just thinking about it.

Her heart throb crazily as she tried to deny the possibility, but then she saw a piece of paper on another spot. She swallowed nervously and walked towards it and when she picked it up, its reads: “YOU ENJOYED LAST NIGHT? Well, I thought it will be easy to leave after just one night but I realized it's impossible to let you moan another man’s name. Since I fucked you, then I have to be the only one who will continue doing that to you.” Ariana chuckled, then bit her lips as she read the last words. “Wait for me, My Lady Judge. I will be back in a year. I promise.”

Some people had already made some sick fan art of the whole ordeal, casting a platinum blonde stranger as Eliza. They weren’t even the worst. The worst had to be the fanfics that had seemingly popped up overnight. I only got through the blurb of one before I had to click out of the site, lest I risk permanently damaging my psyche. When I saw all this, I was a little shocked that I was yet to realise that I hadn’t yet received a scolding call from my mother. But then I checked my phone and remembered I had muted all calls and notifications from her, of which there were many.

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”

####### 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.