Celebrity Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

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.

Kayden said. “Delusions, sir Kayden, aren't you being a bit hurtful to your fans?” Another reporter asked. “You cannot date your favourite celebrity, did you become a fan because you want to marry the person, you either liked their job or their faces? Why do celebrities have to go through so much crap because of you? Learn to draw a line between reality and your delusions” Kayden said as reporters and media personnel covered the story. “So you are disregarding their love and support?” Another reporter asked.

“It’s a damn curse. And somehow, I got stuck with the lunatic version.” He stood up, stretching like he’d just finished a successful round of emotional sabotage. “You know, people online think you’re gay,” he said. “You’re always with me, never seen with a woman. Fanfics about us are all over the place.” I gave him a blank stare. “Because I don’t need chaos in my life. Let them write what they want.” He let out a dramatic laugh. “Well, I care. Some of those stories had me worried I’d violated you in your sleep.”

Did the impossible. And for that, yeah, I feel like the bad-fucking-ass my fanbase thinks I am. The nerd, the underdog, the girl everyone made fun of made is not only in the scary world of publishing but now is flourishing in Hollywood. I’ve dated actors. Gone out with producers. Partied with reality TV stars. Signed books all over the world and had my novels translated into more languages than I knew existed. I went from writing fan fiction to my own original stories, and those novels hit it big time with the paranormal and sci-fi loving crowd. My characters became a voice in the much-overdue feminist movement, giving hope to those who’d otherwise been hopeless, as well as just providing an

"If that is what it takes to give me some breathing space, I’ll cuss you out till one of us gets tired and it won’t be me.” They looked at each other, having one of their annoying silent conversations. And in the heat of the moment, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and my stomach dropped to the floor. Notifications everywhere. Videos already posted. Comments exploding. "OMG THE PRINCESS HAS FOUR BODYGUARDS" "are they all dating her????? REVERSE HAREM VIBES" "this is literally fanfiction come to life" "she looked SO pissed lmaooo"

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."

How could they still like other men? "I'll show you..." Paige took Chris' phone. She randomly opened the profile of a fangirl who was crying and shouting to give birth to him, clicked on it, and then looked through the girl's Instagram. She did not have to browse much to find it. This fangirl had left a comment under another male celebrity's Instagram: "Oh my god. He could decapitate me, and my severed head would be lying there saying, thank you, Daddy.” "See." Paige pointed it out to Chris.

and it was only day two! Just a reminder, this isn't fanfiction. i used elements from a few shows I've been watching recently for inspiration but that's about it. So, please bear that in mind if you are about to comment ''This is clearly a ''*****'' fan fiction. It isn't. New chapter coming soon!

“Not at all. Consider it a form of fan service. It will be more of a bother to you that it will be to me, I promise.” “Oh right, fan service because you use to be a fan. But wouldn’t that be abuse of title, besides I’m retired .it is a disservice to you.” “I still am, so, no its not. I’m glad to have you here. Anytime.” And with that, home girl was whipped. Something about having such a powerful ex fan felt so fucking good. She was very interested in getting the man…. No, the house and it’s…. surroundings better.

“He’s really good in bed. Like… dangerously good. Like ruin-you-for-other-men good.” Tia cackled so loud Jasmine had to muffle the phone with a pillow. “I cannot believe you! Miss ‘I’m just going to have a chill summer’ ended up getting railed by her brother’s firefighter best friend! Girl, you’ve been living in a whole fanfiction this whole time!”