Bad Fanfiction Theater Novels & Stories

She is different. Ahn Hana isn’t like his mother who is hiding the truth because of what she thinks is love. His mother doesn’t love him. That old bitch is incapable of love. But he likes watching her suffer. His father died too easily. It couldn’t be helped. However, he can watch his mother for the rest of his life. He will make her regret in every moment of her life. He will kill people and he will come back home to her. He will give her the same choice: go to the police or let the next person die.

"He's prepared a room for you too. He put it in the basement. He thought that's where you'd prefer to be. More space and all that. I hope that's okay." There was a long pause that made Amy cringe with worry. Then Teagan spoke, erasing all of her concerns. "That's awesome! I can't wait to see it. I'm getting a little sick of being over here with Keith. His mom's a shit cook and he plays too many video games. I'm not getting any sleep or homework done." Amy burst out laughing and then clapped a hand over her mouth. Jenna looked over at her with wide eyes and a tilted head.

My name is Fabiana Smith, I am 17 years old, in a few days I turn 18. I live with my mother and I have two best friends who are crazier than a goat. I had no feelings towards someone, until a fool, handsome, bipolar, crossed my path. At this moment I feel that he will give me a heart attack. If I die, please tell mom that yesterday I stole money from her pig, I made a small hole in the bottom and then I glued it with glue. Okay, I'm being pathetic. You only stole 1 dollar, Fabiana, and it was to buy mint. Ops, I like to look interesting. But you are not. I shake my head and look at Antonio, did I listen well? Did he say he would leave Estefanía? Maybe I imagined it. 一 Q-What did you say? 一 I