F1 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Girl, legendary musicians have reacted to his covers saying he outdid them! And you’re calling him okay?” “Okay… I guess he is a great singer.” I muttered, trying to sound casual, though my heart was screaming. She flopped onto the bed, kicking her legs like a teenager in love. “I’m so crazy about him. But ugh, I hate how fast our fanbase is growing. More crazy fangirls to compete with.” I forced a weak laugh. “That’s why,” she continued dramatically, “I got obsessed with Mystery BL fanfics.” My brows furrowed.

I did. Instead of returning my fingers to their previous position, I brought them to my mouth. While she watched, I fanned her core with warm breath from my nostrils. It must have tickled because she shuddered a little. My tongue darted forward and gave her a little flick. She shuddered again and tried to close her legs, but I wasn’t having it. I placed my legs perfectly between hers and drove her straight to heaven’s gate. I didn’t spare a spot.

“I’m fine.” “Are you? Because it looks like you’re thinking about Cathy,” he added with a smirk, clearly teasing me. My glare hardened. “I always thought your war strategies were lacking, Madrid. Don’t tell me you’re delusional now too.” His smirk faltered and I could see that my jab hit his ego. “My apologies, Alpha. I didn’t mean to overstep.” I leaned forward. “Cathy is my Beta.” “No doubt about that. But still, you sent her to the cell, leaves me wondering if you might regret your actions just a little."

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

Then… "Everyone thinks that you and Ethan are dating." I froze. "...What?" "There's like a bunch of pictures of you two at the rink, and of him picking you up, and apparently that makes us the secret college romance reunion arc." I sat very still. "...We're being written by morons," I said slowly. "Basically." My stomach plummeted. "Send me screenshots." "Already sent." I hung up and opened my phone. And instantly regretted that I knew how to read. There were edits, clips, and fan accounts with headlines.

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

and “For Him.” Then came the deeper, more invasive dives. Blown-up, grainy paparazzi shots from weeks ago—Anton leaving a restaurant, Sabatine a half-step behind, their body language already too close for a professional detail. Fan fiction threads sprouted in dark corners of the internet, speculating with eerie accuracy on their first meeting, their tensions, their “will-they-won’t-they.”

The smell hit me hard, and my clumsy attempts to chug it simply made me choke and cough violently. Once I was tipsy, I started to type furiously on my phone. However, I ended up deleting everything. Suddenly, a lean figure appeared at the door. It was a man with a gentle look. When Mandy caught sight of her boyfriend, her expression instantly fell. "I can explain… Would you believe me if I said I came here to gather research for my fanfiction?" In response, the man came over and dragged Mandy away. "Mandy, if you want to write your fanfiction, you can use my body for research. Do I not have enough material for you? How about we work harder when we get home, hmm?"

Hi Guys! I'm a new author here in Good Novel. Thank you very much for reading and supporting my story. It means a lot to me. I just want to apologize for the typos and sudden name changes in these story since it's not edited thoroughly yet. This story is originally a fanfiction in w*****d but I chose to post it here due to the offer. I will do my best to edit this story to avoid confusion to your reading experience, my dear readers. For now, I'll be giving you the official cast of these story so you don't get confused and yes, the cast of this story is BTS as you have all guessed from the previous chapter :))

I told her, my fingers tightening around her waist as the heavy heat of our mate bond hummed between us. "I am completely ready, Riley, because I am not going into that city as Dante's daughter anymore, but as your Luna who is going to stand right beside you until your uncle is safe," she said, her voice steady and warm as she stepped closer to press her body against mine. "You are my mate, Fantine, and nothing in that city is going to take you away from me or break what we built up on that mountain," I murmured, leaning down to press my mouth against hers in a slow, deep kiss that made her hands slide up around my neck.