Breaking Bad Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Pink subtitles floated across my vision once more… [This 'second male lead wins' storyline is way more satisfying than all those chasing-after-the-wife or getting-back-together plots. [This ending feels right.]

“Ro-Rose, I didn’t… I…” “I really like blondes, you know?” She grinned, a small knife in her hand. “And I really like blood. I can’t wait to make you the subject of my next painting.” His body trembled violently, like a dry leaf blown by the wind that could fall from a tree branch at any moment. His blue eyes widened as he stared at Rose grinning like a psychopath. "Y-you’re a psychopath! Y-you’re possessed! Stay away from me! Stay away!"

He just couldn't give a damn about it anymore. Three years ago, he was just a bad, trash, good for nothing boy. He joined a fraternity, smoked, had sex with random people, took drugs, and had thrown punches at anyone he had seen too willing or too not willing. Though all of it changed when Kathryn came. Because of Kathryn, Zachary has changed. Now Kathryn, even Kathryn, his precious, loving Kathryn betrayed him. Fuck that. Fuck love. Fuck Kathryn. Fuck everyone! Fuck everything!

she is unable to control her feelings. Ryan was looking at her intensely..."so what u think...ur badluck is changing " Sana teased him....Ryan came in his senses and was just smiling " letter "A" is not that bad...but still how my badluck is getting so good...there must be something fishy..because from my childhood till now this letter never proved good to me ..then how now ??" He asked himself raising eyebrows...Sana hit him playfully " u really thinking too much ryan.." she rolled her eyes...Ryan moved his eye to Ava but he saw she was not there..

What was I thinking, going into that tiny, dark space with the one man I should be running from? I almost let him kiss me…fucking hell… My fingers work hard at the fabric, rending my once favourite sheets into shreds. The pieces slip through my fingers and pool at my feet, and I realise that the sharp throbbing in my finger nail is real. I've broken the damn thing. My feet stumble backwards into my vanity table, and every breath I suck in feels less like oxygen and more like death. These fucking ugly curtains… I fist my fingers in the green curtain, flinching as the rail breaks free, clattering to the ground in a dusty mess.

"They're trying to disrupt your access. Not cut it off completely, that would cause catastrophic realm collapse. But weaken it enough to make your life difficult." "Can they do that?" Aria asked, alarmed. "Apparently yes. Bridges can interfere with each other's connections if they work together. Luna said Thaddeus had five others with him. Six bridges working in concert could create significant disruption." Luna struggled through the day with blurred bridge perception. Simple tasks like maintaining realm balance became exhausting. By evening, she had a splitting headache and had nearly collapsed twice. "This is sabotage," Dante said angrily. "They're attacking a child because she showed merc

I typed a comment on the last chapter. [NotYourFan89: FUCK YOU, AUTHOR! WHAT KIND OF SHITTY ENDING IS THAT? YOU HAD ONE JOB! EVEN I CAN WRITE BETTER THAN YOU DO. HOW ARE YOU GOING TO COMPENSATE ME FOR THE MENTAL DAMAGE THAT THIS ENDING GAVE ME?] I was just venting. After reading a 1000 chapters long novel, it was in my right to let out some steam. [Ping!] I checked the reply. It was from the evil author.

Kareem said with all rage in him "Why? Do you feel bad?! Do you feel bad that I called your Mom stupid?! Huh?!!" "Safeenah! "Shut up!" She yells too "She came and ruined my plan by bringing this witch into your life! She destroy my all plan, this witch did!" I? What have I done? "You deserve an horrible death! You deserve hell and when I was coming to the end of my plan, she showed up and ruin it for me!"

He hesitated, then added, “You’re the first thing that’s ever felt real.” And then he was gone. The door clicked shut behind him, and I sank to the floor, pressing a hand against my chest like it could stop the ache from spreading. For so long, I’d blamed Ethan for breaking me. But now, I realized maybe I wasn’t shattered because of him anymore. Maybe I was breaking again — because of someone new. --- The next morning, I went to work early. The office was quiet, the kind of stillness that comes before a storm.

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.