Fanfiction Apps Novels & Stories

"I can't believe I've been living with my favourite writer. I'm your number one fan, you know?" I roll my eyes. "Are you just saying that to flatter me?" He shakes his head. "No, I'm not. I've been reading your w*****n since forever. Your books got me into it, you know?" I lift my brows. "Really?" "I've never been a fan of reading, not even comics, but while going through our new app that day, I stumbled on your w*****n. Your account was new then. I don't know what prompted me, but I started reading and soon got invested. It helped me during the dark days."

the first guard asked, his voice tight with desperation. “Well, I don’t really have the best advice for your case,” the second guard admitted. I almost scoffed and moved on, already deciding this was a waste of my time, until he added, “But there’s this app.” That made me pause again. “What app is that?” “It’s an app where you can get relationship advice anonymously. The best part is, you can choose the gender you want to give you advice. I heard getting advice directly from women is best.” “What’s it called?” the first guard asked.

Nolan didn’t answer but seemed to be deep in thought. Maisie looked toward Elaine and her father. She didn’t know much about social apps, but she knew that the apps were popular now, and Kontact is one of the newer platforms. On top of connecting with friends, video viewing, and live streams, just like other platforms, the users could build their own fan base and share their work, so students loved it. She looked toward Nolan. “Beyond Tech seems to be pretty outstanding when it comes to software and apps. If we worked together, we would be able to help each other out. Why don’t you think about it?’

I kept thinking about how Alexander was treating me. I turned off the lights and laid back on the sofa but I didn’t get any sleep. I picked up my phone, and a push up notification from an APP popped up, it read, “Are you lonely? Are you worried about the money? Are you tortured by insomnia led by great stress? Join us to earn money and relieve your stress.” Karen, my best friend, had recommended the APP the last time she came here. She said it was an APP that helps young people relieve stress. She also mentioned something about relieving carnalities.

“Thank you—for choosing me. You could have betrayed me, but you didn’t.” Her lips curved into a shy smile. “I can’t betray a man I love.” Ethan exhaled, then walked to the window and drew the blinds halfway. His voice dropped, sharp and deliberate. “Here’s what you’ll tell them. Say I’m working on a dating app. Call it Pink App.” She tilted her head. “Pink App?” He smirked. “Yes. It’ll be a distraction—a trap. While they waste their time chasing that idea, I’ll be building my real project.”

This whole cleaning shit helps me because it takes my mind off a lot of things and keeps me busy. Grammy later goes to God knows where in her car and comes back later in the evening. She finds me on the couch, reading some fanfiction story on W*****d on my new iPhone. W*****d is the only app I've installed. I don't want to install I*******m or F******k or Twitter because I'm sure there's a whole lot of nasty things doing their rounds on social media. That's the last thing I need right now. Grammy looks disturbed as she drops the groceries she's carrying in the paper bag right there at the door.