Fan Stories Novels & Stories

With shaking hands, I opened my OnlyFans app and made a quick post: **“Hey everyone… I’m really sorry but I might not be able to come online anymore. Things are getting too risky at home and I think I have to delete my account. Thank you for all the love and support. This was fun while it lasted 💔” I hit post and immediately started panicking harder. Messages flooded in within seconds, my phone blowing up with notifications. *“What?! Nooo baby don’t go”* *“Sexysuzzy please what’s wrong??”* *“Don’t delete, we love your content”* *“Tell us what happened, we can help”* Then a direct message from **HotFantasy88** popped up. **HotFantasy88:** Hey, I just saw your post. What’s going on, Sexy? You

“Wait a second… is this an omegaverse?” The laugh that escapes me is part shock and part relief. If she’s focusing on that, then she’s not thinking about the whole self-sacrifice bit. “Yeah,” I say. “Your fanfics got some of that right too. I’m pretty sure some of them may even have been written by shifters.” She giggles, but the sound is more subdued than usual. “Tell me everything.”

“And you knew that prior to saying I Do!” “May I ask what made you fall for him?” Shit, the last thing I wanted to think about was my past with that ass! I pushed the glasses further up, hoping it would really stop anymore tears. “Other than those big blue eyes or golden blonde locks?” “You read the fan fiction?” “I’ve read a couple. It’s hilarious to me. I get out a kick of how many ways they kill me off. Or rather, killed me off.”

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“This is exactly why I hate people who make such fanfics…” “Fanfics?! What are even those?!” “Just forget about that!!! That thing is gaining on us!”

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.

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."

One from a story about a guy I had never even talked to but had seen at a party once. The comments were split. Some people defending the quality of the writing. Others condemning me for writing sexual content as a minor. "This is actually good writing," one comment read. "Problematic subject matter but undeniably skilled prose." "She is SEVENTEEN," another comment responded. "This is not okay regardless of how well written it is." "Plenty of teenage girls write fanfiction like this," someone else argued. "She just had the bad luck of having hers leaked." "Fanfiction about fictional characters is different than writing about real people at your school," another person countered. "That crosses

Her pussy glistened with arousal, lips puffy and twitching, clit already begging. She whimpered. Then something touched her. A warm enchanted tendril ran along the folds of her cunt. Not rough nor gentle but curious. “So wet already,” he murmured. “You’re aching to be used. Do you fantasize about being forced, little acolyte? Being taken on the altar while your sisters pray above?” “Stop it—gods, stop—” Another tendril flicked her clit. She jerked violently. Her mouth opened in a moan before she could stop it.

"I'll repeat. What the fuck?" "It's a fan account," Sabrina explained. "I told you I have guy and girl fans, right? Well, I don't know who it is, but someone has decided to start this account and is roleplaying as... well, as you? But it's actually more from the perspective of your penis. Look at the first few posts."