Er Fanfiction Novels & Stories

They will rape Nadya in their minds. I am Nadya's husband. Only I can enjoy her beauty. After that, they will make Nadya as character of (y/n) in an erotic fanfiction on Pattpad. I've seen fanfiction they made about me, and it's disgusting. "Erwin, look. You are trending in switter."

CHAPTER 174: True To Life Story No one’s POV: Mingchan turned around and looked at the security personnel. “Mukgu’s fan? What is fan?” Mingchan asked dumbly. His system says: ‘Admiring someone, supporting someone and always being there.’ The security personnel. “A fan? A fan loves the person who he or she admires the most without asking anything in return. You just want a happy ending for that someone.” The security personnel explained and he felt so dreamy while looking at Mukgu on the stage with her fans. She was sitting with a long table on her front, endlessly smiling for her fans and signing their w*****n books. Mingchan looked at her again and grinned. “Yes, I am a fan. I am Kim Mukgu’

… Clinging to the 18 male hosts Mandy had hired, I bawled my eyes out. Sipping on a cocktail, she laughed at how pathetic I was. "Oooh, looks like you like him!" Was she serious? I was heartbroken after being abandoned, yet there she was, rubbing salt on my wounds. "Hmm, fake incest—just my thing! I'm definitely writing fanfiction about you two tonight. If you like him then just jump his bones! Once you get into it, you'll forget all about everything else…" Pursing my lips, I retorted, "You're one to talk. Why aren't you making a move after hiring so many men?"

It’s funny how these girls seem to be so enarmored of me right now, when six months ago, they barely looked in my direction. “I’m so envious of your friend group,” she sighs. “But anyways, I’m glad I finally get to tell you that I’m a fan.” “Excuse me,” Jane gets in between us. She glowers at her hyper sister. “Willow isn’t here to listen to your nonsense.” “You’re just jealous that you’re not close friends with her,” my apparent fan mocks Jane with a cruel laugh. Then she offers me a wave. “Bye Willow. Nice talking to you.”

she said between giggles, “don’t ruin the fantasy. The entire school thinks you’ve got this secret hot older boyfriend who’s obsessed with you. You could own the halls right now if you just played along.” Yeah, no. I’m not playing along to THAT rumor. “Nope. Not doing that. That’s weird as fuck thing to say, Kiara” Liam leaned against a nearby locker, resting his chin on his palm like a gossip columnist savoring drama. “Kiara’s right. People are obsessed. You’re basically living out a fanfic everyone wishes was theirs. Do you know how many people are jealous of you right now?” I stared at both of them, completely dumbfounded.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

I stopped by another shop and bought a nice wicker fan. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much! Want to hear your review! THANKS A LOT! (By the way: If you can understand tagalog, I have so lot of Tagalog Novel for you to read. Please visit my profile where you can see my works. Thank you so much!)

Books are oxygen for the literate. For me, there's no other way to breathe. Breathing comes naturally to living organisms. For a nerd with a perfect attendance record and zero friends, air fills my lungs, and words fill my head. I like filling my head with facts, opinions, and fanfiction. There's nothing better than reading Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings fanfics on a Friday night.

She'd been teasing me for the last half hour, torturing me while telling my mother all about herself. I'd listened with growing disbelief as Shelly invented an entire life, adding imaginary details on the fly, and Mom had eaten it up. So far as she was concerned, her only son was dating a college graduate. She rented a loft in the Village, kept a cat named Mr. Tibbs, and worked as a stenographer for a prominent law firm. Shelly made up family members as she needed them, regaled my mom with unhappy stories about ex-boyfriends, and expressed her desire to get married and start a family. A big one, she claimed, which was music to Mother's ears.

she exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. "You left your Wattpad account open!" Maria shrugged. One time, Maria asked Aubrey if she could use her laptop since hers was broken. Aubrey totally forgot that she was reading a Jordan Hill fanfiction and Maria ended up seeing Aubrey's secret Wattpad account. Ever since that happened, Maria always teased her about her strong admiration for Jordan. "Does he even know?" Maria smirked. Aubrey's eyes went wide when Maria said that and she quickly shook her head. "Don't you dare think about it!" Aubrey said through gritted teeth. "Are you my best friend or my ultimate torturer?" She groaned digging her head in her hands.