Fanfic Reaction Novels & Stories

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.”

“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.”

“So, you can expect lots of gossip when I return.” “Girl, don’t say that to an anxious person. You’ll have to send me reports daily. Hourly. Sh*t, I am already creating an entire fanfic in my head.” I laughed, finding it funny that she was acting so girly over it all, but agreeing that it was definitely a chance for a lot to happen. Either bad or good, I still didn’t know. I guessed time would tell.

I couldn't have any words for this" If there is, then it feels good too much, I suppose? I would like to savor this longer, but seeing myself, it is more unlikely to come true. "I'm so glad! Then I will do my best for the prince's sake!" "hey hey, wait a ...!" Damn, did it give the opposite effect? Because Fran is a half elf, she probably hasn't been praised much. Maybe for this reason she is easily pleased with my trivial comments. Because of that…no, let's just say thanks to that...the movement of her waist accelerated even further. That feeling of slamming ourselves to each other earlier? It has now getting faster and faster.

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

Fiona's POV I know that my character of late has been very upsetting, and probably the both of them are still very mad at me, and they think that I am overreacting when I was literally in support of this whole plan, but I never expected this to be very difficult. I brought it and would be cool with it, but unfortunately I'm not at all, and it's very upsetting because every time I see them together, I want to separate them so badly.

Everyone waited for Fabian’s answer with bated breath. Fabian thought about it and spotted Nicole in the middle of the crowd. His smile was innocent and bright, revealing his small protruding cuspid. “I admire ladies like Ms. Stanton.” Everyone cheered and looked at Nicole’s reaction. Nicole laughed helplessly and waved her hand at Fabian as she thought, ‘What a cute kid... He can be led by the nose with just one question… Is it just because I gave him that pair of cufflinks?’ She was already involved in a lot of scandals, so she did not mind adding a few more to her list.

Even so, the Russian thought it wise to let sleeping dogs lie and was doing her best to continue on as if nothing ever happened. “Come on, don’t cry,” Fiana coaxed. “I hate it when you cry.” She wiped her lover’s tears with her sleeve. “Awe honey. I know it’s been rough lately. I took longer than normal to get my act together and you don’t need to tell me what a bear I’ve been. I know how bad I was. It’s just... this... this one was extra tough. I mean writing about men and their fantasies. What the fuck do I know about that? What kind of an assignment was that anyway? Who the fuck cares about their fantasies? It was an ass kicker for me and I know I took it out on you. I know I did and... a

Mother yelled, and I took to my heels before she could recognize me in the crowd. I turned my emotions off, but why was my chest feeling weird? I questioned myself as I made my way to class. “There you are!” Hazel’s excited voice cut through my thoughts as she threw her arms around my neck. “You are on the Fangtastic Diaries!” she squealed while I stared at her with no emotions. “Fae is going to jump off a cliff when she sees this.” She shoved her phone in my face. ‘I hope she does,’ I thought to myself.

Whatever, not my biz anymore. I closed my I* and then I opened my F******k. I heart reacted the posts of my people and while scrolling, I saw a post of my young instructor. He's just 3 years older than us and he's no doubt, hot and handsome that's why a lot of girls in school are drooling over him. But I'm not one of them. I mentally shrugged and clicked heart to react. It won't hurt tho. After a little while, Kayle walked in and called me out, "I'll go ahead, Fawnie," she said, smiling at me. "Take good care, Kay. Tell tita Lou I'm saying hello, okay?" I laughed while standing up.