Big Bang Theory Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Bethany yelled, tapping her buttocks. "Ah! God, I hate you all, you know that? And no, I'm not pregnant, dummy!" She groaned. "And we love you too, honey. And you certainly are acting like a pregnant woman. Tell us is professor Drake the father of your unborn child?" Lia winked, causing Riri's cheeks to flush uncontrollably. "I am not pregnant!" She retorted. "Not now but in the future you could have his baby, right?" That would never happen. She and professor Drake didn't have any future together. What they had was nothing but a fling. Or maybe she was the one lying to herself about it.

"No. I just don't like pizza." She flinches, proceeding to stare at me like I told her the sky is red or the moon is made of Styrofoam. "Excuse me?" "I don't like pizza." "Who doesn't like pizza?" She whisks her freehand through the air. "I don't know what's a bigger red flag—you proposing a fake engagement plan for us or not liking pizza." "Goodbye, Hannah." I turn and walk in the opposite direction, wearing a smirk that she can’t see.

I stomp back to House Hera, extra annoyed that the school population seems to have multiplied tenfold, and they’re all outside looking for gossip, staring at me as I make my way back. Bibah is sitting on my bed when I enter my dorm, grinning at her phone. Wilma is nowhere in sight. “How’d it go?” She asks, tapping away without glancing up. “I have a fake boyfriend now.” She nods, distracted. “Ah, congratulations.” “Why are you grinning at your phone?” She lowers the phone, smiling. “Akio texted me.” “Wait…” my eyes narrow in suspicion. I’d been so preoccupied with my own mate pairing going all wrong that I hadn’t even asked about hers. “He’s your mate?”

If I was sad couldn’t the whole world be sad? “What?” I heard Ziv pause. “What happened to you now?” “Nothing.” I lied. “Bitch I am your best friend not your boyfriend. Don’t give me that lame nothing crap.” Zivah grumbled. I sighed. “It’s nothing really. I am bored here alone.” I partly lied. Although Zivah knew about Alex and how we met, she did not know about the locked door and almost kiss and I preferred to keep it that way. After all it wasn’t like it would ever happen again, especially after today’s news. Alex Bianchi and Diana Reynolds, growing old and ugly together with three beautiful and flawless kids. Aww. Yuck.

So it's not a dream. "I hate you! I hate you!" Tears furiously poured down her face. She looked like someone whose fiancé was taken away from her a day before their wedding or on their wedding day. "I hate you so much! Bell threw me away because of you!" I slowly stood up, just as another of the minions rushed inside. "Ella, stop this nonsense right now! You're disgracing Begonia!" She hollered angrily. "Begonia warned us not to act on our own but you did, and failed on top of it!" Yeah, is this some kind of twisted soap opera or upside-down Chinese drama? I couldn't hide my fascination. "You almost made her boyfriend hate her!" I, at least, knew the boyfriend was Zayne but let's not call ou

Looking up at me from her upside-down position, Blanca's eyes met mine. I refrained from smiling amidst the pandemonium, but there was no denying that Blanca always managed to make life interesting. Out of all the Johnson kids, she and I had a special bond. On my twenty-fifth birthday, she had written an Avengers fanfiction where Bucky Barnes and Captain America were more than just friends. It had been entertaining as hell. "Blanca, are you ready to go?" I asked her, trying to maintain a composed demeanor in the midst of the chaos.

**** After breakfast, they curled up on the couch, her head on his chest as they watched a movie. He ignored it. Briella's eyes moved to his face, aren't you going to check that.. you're ditching work and still missing calls if it's urgent. “It's not as urgent as wanting to be with you.. you're leaving California soon.. I need to make the most of it since I can't convince you to stay.“ Briella pouted. “You know I have to get back to my baby.“ Hayden mimicked her face, “But I'm your baby too.“

I thought we were an item. Johnson ➡😂😂 item? You and I? Bitch pls, you're dreaming 💭 that can never happen. BigBam ➡ You think its funny? Keep on laughing, youll soon take responsibility of what you've done? Johnson ➡ Bitch what are you talking about? BigBam ➡ I'm pregnant and its urs! So you better come and claim it. Johnson ➡ Jesus!!! How? When? Impossible! BigBam ➡ Ohh, impossible abi? Come take responsibility oo

Maybe she shouldn't have mentioned the fantasies part. She wiggled her eyebrows, completely unaware that Magnus was listening intently, his fingers barely twitching against his thigh now. The pack around them held their collective breath, waiting for some reaction. Any reaction. "I used to write the most ridiculous fan fiction," Cathy continued, completely unselfconscious. "Edward and Bella? More like Edward and my imagination. I bet he'd be way less interesting in real life. Probably would just brood and play piano all day. At least werewolves seem like they know how to have fun. Do you guys have epic pack parties? I'm imagining full moon dance-offs or something."