Celeb Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Oh no. Jake was scrutinizing my blanched expression with entirely too much satisfaction. "That's not all," he continued in a tone dripping pseudo innocence. "Apparently her big literary debut dished scalding details over steaming up the sheets with some mysterious celebrity athlete ex who has to remain unnamed due to privacy protections..." His eyes bored into mine, grin stretching into a full-throated leer. "So much so, they're straight calling this a case we love t hear more about the two lovebirds."

“I made her realize that you aren’t guaranteed to her. You’re not waiting in place for when she decides she wants you back. And trust me, Gabriel, nothing unsettles a woman more than realizing another woman already has the man she assumed would always be available.” "You speak as if I am an object to be possessed," Gabriel said. "In this world? You are. You're the ultimate prize. And right now, the Livers are probably drafting fanfiction about us based on the three blurry photos taken outside." Gabriel sighed, a long, weary sound. "The Spleens need a more productive hobby." I let out a genuine laugh. It was loud and bright, echoing in the quiet restaurant. A few people at nearby tables turne

Alfred chuckled as the bartender slid two more beers across the bar. “If you had asked me ten years ago, I could have given you a list of things she liked. She used to sneak out of the house, all the time, to go and see human concerts. She was obsessed with celebrities. She had a subscription to this celebrity magazine. What was it called? Oh yeah. On the Spot. She hid it from our dad. He didn’t like her wasting her time fantasizing about famous humans.” Alfred chuckled quietly again at the memories of the celebrity-obsessed young Amelia. “She’s so much more mature now though. She used to want a prince to come and sweep her off her feet. Especially this one rock star. Mickey Dean. She liste

"Hello everyone! My name is Felassi Alejo. I'm 17 years old. Single and ready to have a public relationship with Sebastian Giovanni. My dad is a famous CEO in Asia. I'm a top student in my old school. And we have a lot of companies everywhere. I have 4 Ex boyfriend's and they're all Heir in their own company. I have a lot of Certificate and trophy's because I'm a freelance model. We live in Australia when I'm 4years old and we also went to New York for my swimming lessons. I'm good in all subject especially Math and biology. I hope we'll be friends. " I rolled my eyes. The amount she said, it's okay to just name, age, and birthday, she's not arrogant because she has a lot to be proud of. My

The party is already whispering, so far in an undertone, about their romance for three. “Tommy… gossip… that there is something between you and this girl too…” Tommy made a mournful face: “Mrs. Sparks, since when do you believe in idle fiction and collect gossip like the old apothecary Mrs. Paddington?” Not much to talk about! Moreover, they write online. You still read fanfiction ... there, according to the hacks, Lou and I generally do nothing but fuck each other. — Thomas! Ugh!

“And you knew that prior to saying I Do!” “May I ask what made you fall for him?” Shit, the last thing I wanted to think about was my past with that ass! I pushed the glasses further up, hoping it would really stop anymore tears. “Other than those big blue eyes or golden blonde locks?” “You read the fan fiction?” “I’ve read a couple. It’s hilarious to me. I get out a kick of how many ways they kill me off. Or rather, killed me off.”

As if injected with top-grade stimulants, one click-bait title after another kept popping out without stop. Nay-sayers cried it was all a conspiracy. Empathizers cried that they knew it all along – no way Maery and Levi had anything between them! Yet those who cried the loudest of all were the outraged “girlfriend” fans of Cordia Aris. Their wonderful dream of one day snatching themselves one Cordia Aris was slaughtered in cold blood just like that! ‎(ﾉಥ益ಥ)ﾉ ┻━┻ If he had been snatched by some otherworldly beauty, they could understand, but their darling had been kidnapped by a big and fierce man known far and wide for his shitty personality! This accursed Astar Levi will definitely not trea

It was always like that when you're famous, there was always this kind of unbalanced fan to ruin your days. -Who are you? I said, looking her up and down. -Your girlfriend...what a question! she chuckled while posing, while the journalists photographed us... Got it.... This girl who pretends to be my so-called girlfriend...is none other than a girl who makes films...And wants to be noticed and then all that...probably an escapee from a asylum. mad... Let's just say she's one of the totally CRAZY fans!! which adds a little to my celebrity life.

Abigail and her friend, Lana, sat on the plush sofa in the living room, laughing as they chatted. "Girl, it's funny, but fan pages are annoying," Lana complained as she continued scrolling through her phone. "I don't know. I like some of my fan pages," Abigail shrugged. "Oh, not until someone gets scammed by one of those fake profiles claiming to be Abigail Hathaway," Lana pointed out. "Well, I can live with that. The real issue is the blogs and their bullshit. I found one talking about my ass expecting a baby with a secret lover-who is a married man."

"Jealous much? What a failure." "Lucy didn’t deserve the hate omg!" "I'm switching sides." "Team Lucy forever!" "And she said she faked the 'accident' with the coffee?" "She’s a villain! A real life Jezebel" "Such disgusting behavior." "Celine, apologize this instant." "I'm embarrassed for her.” Celine stared in horror at the screen. “No… no, no, turn it off!!” she yelled. “I can’t,” I said. “It’s live. Wouldn't you care to see what your fans think of you?”