Fanfiction Twitter Novels & Stories

Leave a comment and we can work out how to get in touch with each other. 5. If you're interested in some insights into the characters and story or just wanna chat, you can find me on I*******m under the the handle "owlonmywrist." 6. You guys are amazing and I am so thankful for each and every one of you. Thank you for reading my story, for all of your feedback, and for enjoying my little fantasy world. As Dev would say, be prepared for shit to hit the fan. XOXO ~ Owlonmywrist

I hummed as we continued walking. My eyes opened to the sound of numerous pings coming from my phone. Last night I had finally opened a Twitter account after asking Damian if it was alright. The account was an anonymous one just so I could keep up with the news and stuff. I blearily groped for the gadget and squinted against the harsh glare of the OLED screen. However, the remnants t of sleep just vanished when I managed to read the first notification. [Dominic and his new love interest on a dinner date]

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My Twitter, I*******m and face were literally play grounds for people to comment whatever they wanted. They were asking why Olivia was with me if I cheated on her with Tawny. It was so funny. That they were mixing these two stories even though they were not connected at all. I slept with Tawny 4 years ago but then that haunts me 4 years later threatening to take everything from me.

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Fuck it! @wwwoninchai I just wanted to sleep with someone in my arms I lie on my bed, my cell phone seems to want to jump out of bed. To my surprise, there are thousands of retweets and likes, which the success of the series doesn't do, does it? Besides the retweets, there are some missed calls from him, and the messaging app icon appears. I click on it and it directs me to the conversation I didn't want at the moment. Nate: Why did you write that on Twitter?

Jean’s voice shivered. She was now on Twitter, looking at the unsightly photos, reading the insults that drowned her like a tide. Her stiffened fingers tapped open the tweets one by one. In everyone’s eyes, she was a stinky rat that was rotten to the bones. #BloodInJean’shands #JeanTheKiller #BloodForBlood She opened a tweet.

Maybe this was how moving forward started, one genuine conversation, one hopeful yes at a time. ... Please check out my W*****d and A****n for more amazing works. W*****d @creesey1234 and A****n @author Cree Say. I'm note active there and the stories are more wonderful in each book