Celeb Fanfiction Novels & Stories

His face went through several expressions—confusion, surprise, horror, and then something that looked like amusement. "Chapter 10," Sebastian said. "The Night He Begged." "I can read the title." "It's very dramatic." "It's humiliating." Sebastian scrolled further. "The fans love it." Damian looked at his own phone. The comments were flooding in. Thousands of them. Tens of thousands. "OMG this is so hot." "I always knew the Iceman was a bottom." "The way he cried after? I'm deceased." "Can someone please make this into a movie?"

She pats my head like I am a cat instead of fist-bumping me before saying, "Lunch-time is almost over. I'll see you later." I head to the printing room to take a few photocopies before officially wrapping up my work for the day. Asher is going to get a taste of his own medicine today. He thinks he can get away with this no-reaction nonsense but I am going to make sure I drive him completely nuts. Despite whatever Xena thinks, those fanfictions are the real deal. While I am too caught up in my own thoughts I notice Caleb standing near the printer. He notices me and smiles instantly.

"I'm going to demand half of your property in exchange for all the hard work I'm putting in uniting you with Claire, MacIntyre! You cause mess after mess and I have to clean up after you. Who do you think I am— Your personal janitor! I can't even curse you knowing you already have many problems in your life." Cole gritted his teeth as he typed comment after comment, replying in existing discussions, thus starting new conversations. He was flabbergasted seeing Hunter's Fandom. It really seemed like his friend ran a secret IT Cell to act as his fans and defend him online. The craze for him was crazy, and the fact that Hunter was chasing after his wife was fueling everyone's curiosity. They wer

Paige teased as she tapped them on their foreheads. Her subordinates smiled sheepishly and announced that they were going back to work immediately. “Me too! I’ll do my best to finish my task for today. I can’t wait to get home and read the new chapter of my favorite fanfiction!” “Yeah, I can’t wait to continue. I’m still at chapter 300!” “What are you talking about?” Paige asked with curiosity. “It’s a popular fanfiction about Mr. Cedric and Ms. Maia. Its title is ‘Will You Marry Me, Again?’”

He texted back "Ah. Then one day I will be your star baby. But you have to be my number fan? will you be my number one fan?" "Of course I will Jerk. I will be your first-ever fan. And yeah it is starting from today. By the way, You have written it for your first love hmm?"

a reporter asked. Feli sadly smiled. Damn. She's disguising once again, and I knew she's gonna say lies again. "I am little bit surprised, honestly saying," she said, and please do remind me not to throw the bowl I was currently hiding to break the telivison. "But what happened in that video really is true. We were so drunk that time and since we both liked each other, I obliged and yeah." Felicia had actually a big fandom, and then they were encouraging her to enter the world of showbiz. That's why even though she's not an artist yet, many dumb people already idolized her dumbness.

' But this time Qin Yihan couldn't listen to these words, and it was nothing more than feeling that two people were closely related, and my cousin didn't care for her for the sake of her sweetheart. 'Stop it, you bad woman.' Qin Yihan was a teenager after all, covering her eyes and crying. 'I tell you, my brother's ex-girlfriend is coming back soon, and my little sister Fan will never let you go!' Cassie doesn't know who Fan is, but looking at Qi Sheng's stiff back at once, she knows that this is another great figure. But what does this have to do with her? He's not Javen, and that little fan is not Ginger Geller, so he can't stir up any waves in her heart long ago.

Kane from the hot searches by doing that. Felicity was scrolling through Facebook in Clouditude International. She was boiling with anger, as she read the comments. "How brainless can these idiotic fans be? So what if Stella did not help her? What fucking rule did she break for not doing that? They should be glad that you did not step on Mistress Young after what she had done!

she murmured underneath her breath. “Oh, come on, you were my celebrity crush when I was fifteen. Of course, I have many dirty fantasies that include you,” Caleb said, running his knuckles over her arm, goosebumps making her shiver. “Do you wanna hear more fucked up ones where you—you both tease me? Where I bend you over my bike and breed you? Or the one where I find you in the woods and take you?”

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”