Fanfic Reaction Novels & Stories

Taking a gander around the room, I noticed that nobody was really paying me any attention. I typed back swiftly. "I did." "Then why…" he answered in mere seconds. I fidgeted in my seat as I recalled his touch. I wasn't sure how we were supposed to be now, but before I even knew what I was thinking, my fingers typed back a flirty message. "I liked it too much…" My face went hot again. It was thrilling in a way that this felt like a secret romance. He sent me back a funny GIF of a Jim Carey fanning himself off and sweating profusely. I stifled my giggle and started to put my phone away.

I was chatting with Ella and I needed to tell her what the hell was going on in this freaking car . Fiona :can you believe what the fuck is going on in this freaking car Ella:What’s going on …hehehe She used a laughing emiji? What is so funny because I don’t see anything funny in this habit Marcus is displaying . Fiona:Marcus is acting all clingiy and I don’t like that Ella:But isn’t that what you’ve always wanted ? Fiona:Yes and No because I didn’t say I wanted him to be this annoyingly close to me which is frustrating me .

A single comment—one damn comment—had detonated under our latest I*******m post like it was laced with caffeine and glitter. RachelK: Team Silver Fox 🦊 or Dr. Sexy Young Buck 🦌? Don’t make me choose. I want both. That girl. That menace. Thousands of likes. Hundreds of replies. Debates. Fan theories. “Thirst trap” memes made from their headshots I hadn’t even posted. A few women claimed to have already booked pelvic exams. One of them tagged a friend and wrote, we’re going together. Make it a girls’ trip. I pinched the bridge of my nose to stop from grinning like an idiot.

he says, turning to us, “have been around each other for years with no results, let’s try engagement with someone new.” Rafe sends an anxious glance my way but I just roll my eyes at him, willing him to stop hovering over me like a mother hen. As he turns away, though, I realize that his anxiety is not misplaced – because Jackson and I, we have been having physical reactions to each other that I now consider might be a result of our both having magic. That pulse that moves through the air whenever I touch him with my hands? Is that…something? “Let’s have Rafe with Tony, please?” Alvez says, interrupting my train of thought and gesturing for Rafe to cross the room to stand with Tony, who rise

"News flash, Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Trauma-inducing. I'm not giving you my number, my attention, or whatever twisted fantasy you've cooked up in that emotionally unavailable brain of yours. What is this, some toxic spin on a rizz line? After yanking me by my hair, knock me off balance, insult me like I'm some trash on the street, and now you're pulling me into your personal space like we're lovers in a Nicholas Sparks novel?" She's yelling, hands flying, eyes wide, chest rising with every breath. And honestly? She doesn't even know what mate means. So her reaction is pretty damn valid. I'm frozen. Rafael too. We both just exchange a quick, stunned glance. Because what the actual hell is happening

Yifa felt a surge of electricity pass through her body, while Killian 's reaction stemmed from an entirely different motive – he desired to distance himself from Yifa and avoid any physical contact with her. Yifa 's heart sank as she sensed the pain of rejection when Killian recoiled, as if he had been burned, and hastily wiped his hands on his jeans. Did she truly repulse him? Had Yifa disgusted her own mate to the point where he reacted so strongly to their accidental touch? If that were the case, Yifa made a silent vow to refrain from any physical contact henceforth. She didn't want to make Killian feel uncomfortable in any way.

Cayden practically jumped up like an angered cat, glaring at Fane as he said, "Brat, do you have a death wish?! How dare you say I'm afraid? Open your eyes! There are four of us, and we're strong. You only have two on your side! If the four of us can lose to you, we might as well just die!" Although Cayden spoke in such a frantic and urgent tone, Fane found it to be quite amusing. He felt like Cayden was just saying all that out of guilt. It was because Fane's words hit Cayden right where it hurt that triggered him to react like that. However, Fane did not say all of that just to rile Cayden up. Fane merely wanted to stop wasting time on the pointless conversation!

"Where's your slutty girlfriend today?" That was it. My entire body shivers with burn as I turn back and grab his collar. "You fucker!!!" I snap when I see him grinning. Finn and Shawn immediately grab me from behind, yanking me away. "I just needed your attention, bro", Marshall laughs. "You really got his buttons", Gia says from Cal's side as they all laugh together. "Bloody assholes!" Finn shrugs. "You should stop reacting to them. They know they can trigger you by talking shit about Chrisanna. Stop giving them the chance"

She pulled Fiona right back into the conversation. “But you guys don’t understand, Fiona has a weak heart. If I do something she doesn’t like, it’ll upset her and affect her health. It took us so long to finally reunite, and I don’t want to do anything that might make her feel bad.” The game development team couldn’t help but admire Ernesta for being such a loyal, considerate friend. At the same time, they couldn’t help but see Fiona as nothing more than a petty, jealous person. ***

She said more calmly this time, a dangerous smirk playing on her lips. "Answer this question yourself, how do you think Hailey, who probably loves you with, her whole life, thinks of you as the only good thing in her life sees us kissing." "How do you think she would react?" She asked. "Cut to the fucking chase, Fiona. I don't understand a word of the gibberish you just spewed." I snorted. "I will break it down for you, seems like running the pack has cost you some braincells." She retorted.