Bad Fanfictions Novels & Stories

"No, Brother, please. Sammy is sincere as long as mommy can recover quickly." "She's not sick, Sam! Why is it so hard for you to understand, huh?!" said Shawn angrily. "500 million? Which rehab that's so expensive like that! And where do you think she got the money to pay off? There's no way she can collect that much money! Do you know what she means by doing this?" he asked sharply. "So that she doesn't have to think about you again for the rest of her life," he said. "Why? Because she doesn't love us, that's why she wants us away from her life!"

"That's enough, thank you!" "I thought you said it was okay to read this?" Logan looks at me innocently. "Yeah. I change my mind. What the hell is this book about anyway?" I grunt. "Have you not been listening at all? It's an erotic romance called 'Mafia Boss's Slave.' "Mafia boss's what? What kind of demented book are you reading, and how is that supposed to help me sleep?" I chuckled. "Whatever, I tried." Logan slams the book shut and stands up. "Try to get some sleep, Daniel. You need it. Goodnight."

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

" I don't care about that. I care, Mr. Banner, that Tory hates me! So... I'm unhappy about it" He suddenly clapped his hands and his eyes glistened in what I assumed to be excitement and started scribbling something in his note again. " I know what's wrong with you. It's a disorder" " Ummm...." " Well technically it's not a disorder yet but it kinda is" " What are you talking about?" " It's called alexithymia," he said and I blinked at him countless times before I finally opened my mouth to speak. " What the fuck is that?"

She couldn't even cry, her body felt too tired for that and even more tired when she thought about telling King of what she had done. You don't have to tell him, a voice whispered. She collapsed on her bed. What if she never got the chance to decide? ******** As Joan fell asleep beside sleeping Alistair and Charlene went on in her dream world, the hospital room of King Johannson loitered with shadows again and the empty room soon had its main occupant back. Hello to all readers of False Bestfriends (F.B). I really appreciate y'all even if i do not update as much as i'd like to.

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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.

Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days. Finding her suddenly in his private spa had been surreal. He'd stepped in just wanting to give her an unforgettable experience as thanks… but things escalated fast. She was bold, naughty, and shockingly still a virgin. The moment his fingers entered her walls, she was so tight... so wet. He wanted to take her right there and then, but the stakes were too high. At the peak of his career, one scandal with a fan, especially his biggest fanfic writer could destroy everything. Still… he couldn’t resist giving her that orgasm.

She draws out the words, eyes glittering with glee. "I am dedicated," I say. "There's a reason I'm not going, it's just... personal." I'm sure that must sound extremely stupid. Beth's eyes twinkle. "Well, I guess not all Enfablers are for life. There are always gonna be wannabes". It's ironic that Beth would say that. She and the other Bs only really got into Fable at the end of last year, but since then they've made up for lost time. The Three Bs are the kinds of girls who give Enfablers a bad name. Sending threats to the boys' girlfriends on Twitter. Hating on other fandoms. Turning fans against each other.

Samantha exclaimed and Sia rolled her eyes watching as Samantha hurried towards the Tv, powering it on and opening her n*****x on the Tv. “Fantasy, thriller, Ya, non fiction, mystery?” Samantha asked. “Fantasy” Sia replied carrying her food and Samantha’s towards the seating room. “You haven't seen Fate, the winx saga right?” Smanatha asked, collecting her plate of food from Sia who immediately shook her head.