Does Fanfiction Count As Reading Novels & Stories

You enjoy the fluff, get your panties wet during the snu-snu moments, and fantasize about things that only happen in fiction. 'You like to read these crappy books because you want to fantasize about the things that you can never have. These books make up for your boring reality. These books have twisted your expectations of a real man. You drool over fictional characters but you won't look at a real man,' My younger brother had chastised me once, 'and these authors make your wallet thinner by manipulating your mindset and making you addicted.'

“You couldn’t remember the name Harry, but you could remember Zayn? I’m impressed. Next you’re going to tell me you’re writing One Direction fanfiction.” I stared at her. “How can you write fanfiction about real people?” “Oh, you sweet summer child.” She was laughing maniacally as she began typing into her phone. “It’s the Internet. Haven’t you heard of rule thirty-four?” I shook my head. I regretted going down this rabbit hole already. “You can find any kind of porn on the Internet. Duh.” Niamh cackled. “There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.”

"Like when the guy is dominant or possessive. At least, that's what I get out of it when I read." "What do you like to read?" "Romance." "Yeah? Does that mean that I'm going to have to live up to some crazy high expectations?" "Possibly," she admits on a laugh, reaching out, lifting her water to her lips. She takes a sip. "I mean, it's not like authors typically write men who make readers cringe, but some of them are a bit over the top and unrealistic. Most, though, just, yum." "Make you horny when you read?" I guess. I've heard enough from Penny when she talks about the books she reads with Olivia to know that they fall into that category often after reading.

I don't have any pending assignments right now, so I thought I'd read a story on the Good Novel app first. Ever since I couldn't buy physical books anymore, I started reading different stories about fantasy and romance on this app. At least I'm having fun, especially when I'm stressed out over school work and other stuff. I'm reading Miss Thinz's story Her Ruthless Alpha because I love Erdy and Zerra's story. I hope I can find a man like Erdy. They're not just handsome and rich, but they're also really loving and caring. But those kinds of men can only exist in novels.

In a way, we were also both victims of Brayden, but that was something I wouldn't be able to explain to her. "Wait," I said to her, and pointed to the book in her hands. "…What are you reading?" She looked down at her book and then smiled fondly. "Oh, this? It's my favourite. I'm rereading it for the fourth time. You'd probably think it's just a dumb kids book though. It's a fantasy novel." I smiled gently at her. "May I take a look?" I asked, and held out my hand. "S-sure!"

This is going to be nice, I just know it. I spend hours cooking, snacking, reading, and it feels like a dream. My fae romance novel takes me to a land that doesn’t resemble my life and I’m so happy to lose myself in it. I’m reading along happily when I come across a word that strikes me dead. Mates. Great. Just what I was trying to forget about. I put it down and pull out the other book I brought, a historical fiction novel. No mates here, no way. Dinnertime creeps around and I spend a while making a nice risotto with a side salad and garlic bread. It’s so good it borders on s*x.

It can wait, no more messy complicating, messy feelings…… it’s too real for me right now! So No, thank you. Halfway through the end of the chapter I was working on with my eyes already squinting and dropping low even with my reading glasses on, a notification pops up before I could type another word. I arch an eyebrow as I recognize it as a comment from one of the readers community groups that had been opened by my fans for my books. I almost ignore it! Almost. But then curiosity has always been another one of my worst and obscure habits and In as much as i had mentally berated myself not to indulge my mind from wondering from the chapter I was working on I still clicked on the page anyway.

Readers who had read the book beforehand were awaiting excitedly, even though they had their own image formed in their heads. It was a strange yet sweet thing that came along with reading a book. You imagine how the character in your head looks like, per the description. Still, everyone has their own image, some might be similar and not. It might even divert from the image the author had in mind, the cover might be the call for some. Now, the company's comment section was raining with comments from fans. "@Briellieluv: Can't wait. Phine is my favorite character." "@Georgefonji: Never had the chance to read the book..but my girlfriend is into it so why not. I am hyped."

I start. “I don’t really read such books, cause I’m more into non-fiction, but I think I know what you mean.” “I tried picturing you as someone like that typical girl friend from the books, but it’s impossible!” I giggle, making Lia chuckle in amusement. “Why is that?”

Hopefully one or two things will catch your fancy in the matter of character adjustments and or hope for survival. I am a bookworm, a book lover I mean. I've always been one right from kindergarten. I read so much books I felt I would explode one day if I didn't stop. I didn't stop, and I also did not explode. Instead, they made me smarter. I read mystery books, thrillers and fantasies or general kid books. I read teen fiction too but I stayed away from horror. Mom bought me all of my books. I've got at least seventy books in my bookshelf and mom got them all for me. It was not a problem for her at all.