Fanfic Reaction Novels & Stories

I had built a plan to use my proximity to Fabian as a tactical strike, a way to punish Ford and divide the twins. But as I sat there, breathing hard, the chilling reality set in. I wasn't sure I could survive my own game. If there was any lingering doubt in my mind about the fact that I was also Fabian’s mate, it was gone. And it wasn’t the way he looked or reacted to me. It was the way my entire body reacted whenever Fabian got close. Just his skin brushing against mine or a stupid cocky grin sent a violent jolt of electricity straight to my core, a physical reaction so intense it made my stomach flip.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang. The door slammed shut with such force that the entire room seemed to shake, as if it might collapse. Lying on the bed, Fiona was startled by Gabriel’s sudden outburst. She muttered, "What's his problem?" As a man, Grant was naturally more sensitive than she. Even though Gabriel hadn't said a word, Grant could still sense his emotions and thoughts. Well, men understand men better. "Grant, get up. I won't agree to your proposal," Fiona said bluntly, rejecting his marriage proposal. She added, "I don't love you!"

She bent slightly, anticipating him, but he only grabbed her throat lightly, leaned in close, and whispered, “I can't.” She shoved him off with a frustrated moan and stormed back to the underground in silence. “Fuck,” Rafael muttered under his breath and walked off. He knew Fiona was angry, clearly, visibly furious. And as he ascended the stairs, Rafael couldn’t help but think about how to fix the situation. Fiona had been a great asset to the gang, and though he didn’t regret refusing her this time, he also understood how much she'd given and how personal rejection could fuel her rage.

But it wasn’t enough, so I logged in from another account and added, “I guess people are just so disgusting. Why would you take your sister’s fiancé? I was at the party, and even though they managed to hide the pictures and everything, it was obvious. Fiona is a bitch.” I know that with Damien's help, I'll be able to pay some more trolls to attack Fiona. Call me a bitch or anything, but I know that one way to attack somebody whose main priority in life is to be famous is to hit them where it hurts. I leave a few more comments under different posts of theirs before turning off my phone and leaving to shower. When I emerge, Myra and the others are there, and they place me in a seat to start do

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

061 Eliaz's POV I had never been more proud of myself than I was at this moment. I always thought it was bullshit when people said they cherished other people's reactions, especially the bad ones but right now, I could very well say they weren't overreacting. I loved it. If anyone had told me that I would love the nasty reaction of the woman in front of me, I wouldn't have believed it. At all. Right now, If I could be granted one wish it would be to savor this moment forever and ever.

“Just… different.” Moments passed. Then— “Wait.” “What?” “I felt that. In my calf. Like… like something sparked.” She stilled. Their eyes met. “You did?” she asked, breathless. “I think so.” He stared at his leg like it had betrayed him. Then, just as quickly, he scoffed. “Probably a muscle twitch. Nothing.” “Or maybe something,” she said quietly. He looked away. “Don’t get your hopes up.” “I won’t. I’ll just write it down. Date. Pressure. Response.”

Amy eyes me carefully like she’s trying to figure out if I’m weird or just socially unfortunate. Well, probably both. “I know you,” I blurt out nervously. “From Country Girl. You’re... you’re gorgeous on screen but even prettier in person.” Fangirling. That's the perfect strategy to make this interaction less awkward. Her expression softens just slightly, meaning it's working. “Thanks?” she says, adjusting the bag on her shoulder. “You almost freaked me out with the staring, though.” “I know,” I cringe. “I’m really sorry.”

When I'm working as a deliveryman, I receive a delivery order from a hotel. As I look at the bag of adult toys in my hand, I can't help but snicker knowingly. "Youngsters nowadays sure are wild in bed." The moment I open the hotel room door and see my girlfriend, Natalie Brooks, I feel as though all color has been drained from my face. Natalie's work junior, Brandon Clark, laughs arrogantly in my face with a bath towel wrapped around his waist. "How did that broke bastard track us down?" Natalie just frowns at me in displeasure. "Brandon helped me secure many projects at work. His only wish is that he gets to spend a night with a woman. "This is nothing but physical collision between

“Karen?” My cheeks heated and anger grew in me at how affectionate he’s become knowing that his work had been done and Japhia and I were over. “Aren’t you supposed to be happy now?” I roared, getting up like a lion that just realised it's no longer chained up. His hands touched me, and that was when my violent reaction began. I shoved him hard in the chest, and he stepped back a little. “Don’t you dare touch me, don’t you fucking dare lay your hands on me!”