Enid And Wednesday Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My online boyfriend had been my sister's nemesis. He and my sister had been desk mates in high school, always competing for the top spot in their grade. He ranked first, while she ranked second. They could barely stand each other, yet they both ended up attending the same university in our city. Every time my sister came home for a break, she spent days complaining to me about him. This time, she came home with her suitcase and an unusually bright smile on her face. Mom teased her. "How come you did not mention your favorite nemesis this time? You seem to be in such a good mood. Do you have something going on?" My sister laughed and handed Mom a gold necklace. "Here. Your future son‑

I ended the call immediately and put it away, not knowing how they (whoever they are) could be calling me again since I had a different number now. It's movie night with Candice, yes we already have a movie night together. She wants to watch a horror, but after everything that I have been through, I would much rather watch a comedy or a rom-com. Knowing her, she will get what she wants because that is just something that happens. It’s not that she’s demanding or anything, she just has a way of getting me to buckle, and I love it.

I counted to sixty seconds, then forced my weak body up and pulled open the hospital room door. Sure enough, I saw Eden yank Tiffany into his arms before kissing her fiercely. Tiffany pouted sweetly. “Darling, how much longer do you have to put up with that idiot?” Eden’s voice was hoarse with satisfaction. “Just seven more days. Once the wedding’s over and the system reward comes through, I’ll marry you.” [Warning! Host, please pay attention. The target’s emotional state is fluctuating abnormally. There is a risk of her affection level dropping!]

"I struggled with it for a long time, but I ultimately confessed my love for her. Turns out she liked me too. I didn't want to lose her. Noelle couldn't bear seeing Dawn heartbroken, so she told me not to break up with her. I agreed. "She finally slept with me tonight. Compared to Dawn, my body seems to like her more." … That day, I had called Blake more than ten times. He rejected every single call. In the end, he only sent me one cold message. "Busy. Stop bothering me." So, that was what he had been busy with—sleeping with my best friend and his so-called "dear friend." I flipped to the final page of the diary. The entry had been written only a few days ago.

“I love Wednesdays…” Glen sniffed. That day was the same as any other day for everyone, except for Will. Over the past few days, he was beginning to realize, after the kiss, that he could never go back to the way things were between him and Una. He tried to clear off the tension he was feeling inside, but nothing worked, and Glen’s STD scare had gotten old and was no longer effective as he found himself leaning closer to her. Like all every time he would see her, his pent-up feelings would automatically bubble up to the surface.

I end the call and throw the phone back to Enid. Enid watches me carefully, her small hands clutching the phone after picking it up again “Is Jodie okay, what if she gets angry?” she asks softly, her voice fragile. “She won’t,” I say immediately, with confidence I don’t even question. “You know her. She talks a lot, but that's all she can do.” Enid lowers her gaze, fingers picking at the sheet. “I… I almost hope she leaves you alone,” she whispers.

"I am not ashamed of wanting you, Anna. I never have been." She laughed once, sharp and broken, the sound bouncing off his glass walls. "Of course you are not. You are Enoch Wade." She threw his name like a weapon. "You never have to be ashamed of anything. I am the one who sounds obsessed. I am the one who has to sit at my desk and pretend I don't hear them whisper that I have the hots for my own cousin." "Then don't sit at your desk." "What?" "You can stay in my office. Or simply point out who said a thing and I'll have them gone imediately." He stopped himself, jaw tightening. "I will find who did this. They will be gone by tonight."

Enid shot back, his voice low but sharp enough to slice the air between us while he sipped his wine without breaking eye contact, and the casual way he said it made my blood boil because it sounded like he was mocking me right after saving my ass. I clenched my jaw so tight it ached and leaned closer, lowering my voice to a hiss. “Then explain how you wrapped Bradan around your finger in five minutes when I’ve been chasing him for months,” I demanded, my fingers twitching at my side because jealousy mixed with confusion and I hated how he stayed calm while I felt ready to explode. Enid shrugged, the movement slow and unbothered. “We talked business, that’s all, maybe he likes people who list

When he walks me to my door we stand there a moment longer than necessary, the way we always do now, and he says goodnight in a voice that means considerably more than that and I go inside and lean against the closed door and think about sweetheart and nearly home and the way he said both like they were things he’d been carrying for a while. I fall asleep still thinking about it. ----- Wednesday is ordinary. That’s the thing. It’s just a normal Wednesday. No gala. No appearance. No Victor schedule. Adrian texts in the morning about a Knight Corporation thing he needs my opinion on, which has become normal somehow,

"Frame her? I'm the one who grew up as Caspian's childhood sweetheart, and I should be his wife! "Astrid stole my happiness, so why does she get to own Caspian's love? "Just do exactly as I say and don't even think about defying me, or your mom won't make it past tonight!" Noah's jaw dropped in disbelief, and his eyes went wide with shock. "How could Erin do something like that?" Caspian's clenched fists trembled violently, and his expression turned terrifyingly dark. He suddenly recalled the disappointed, final words I had left right before I jumped.