Fanfictions Novels & Stories

This is a work of dark fantasy fiction and should be read with an open mind and a clear understanding of its mature and controversial themes. Happy Reading ! You can follow my F******k page, Mia X Novels, for more stories ! * * * * *

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

The maids took care of cleaning the house and also preparing food. Most of my time was spent in the library, and it was a big library with varieties of books. It was the only thing I missed in the house. After reading lots of books, I decided to start writing mine one day. I wrote a lot of fan fiction for books I didn't like the ending and I also change the life of characters that I think deserved better. From writing fan fiction, I switched to writing original stories but none of the family knew about this. I was supposed to be invisible but if they found out I was writing or doing anything productive, I would be punished.

The combination of the two caused me to fabricate an endless array of fantasies in my head. I couldn't help but let my mind wander during school, day in and day out. There was never a shortage of nubile girls my age sitting mere feet away from me, with their lovely, warm bodies curved and filled out in all the right places. I would catch a whiff of their different perfumes and admire the attention to detail they spent grooming themselves. To put it simply, I was pretty damn horny a lot. I fantasized relentlessly about the opposite sex. The only problem was that they weren't interested in me.

“This is exactly why I hate people who make such fanfics…” “Fanfics?! What are even those?!” “Just forget about that!!! That thing is gaining on us!”

Books are oxygen for the literate. For me, there's no other way to breathe. Breathing comes naturally to living organisms. For a nerd with a perfect attendance record and zero friends, air fills my lungs, and words fill my head. I like filling my head with facts, opinions, and fanfiction. There's nothing better than reading Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings fanfics on a Friday night.

Also, please do check out my main works on my other profile (InamorataFeels) and I'm sure you'll absolutely love them. 1. BABY'S DADDY (pregnancy-romance) 2. HER DILEMMA (erotica) 3. ALACRIMIA (General fiction) 4. ON AIR (pregnancy-romance) Thanks in advance Once again, thanks for the reads and everything!

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Damien stood over me, stroking himself and occasionally slapping my tits or pinching my clit. The dirty talk never stopped. Rafael: “That’s it, choke on my fat cock while you bounce on his dick. You’re such a filthy little cumslut for us.” Elias: “Your pussy feels incredible… so warm and wet. I’m going to fill you up soon.” Damien: “Look at you, Nova. Three men using every hole. You’re going to be leaking our cum for days.” They changed positions again and again. I was on my back with Elias between my legs, fucking me slow and deep while Rafael and Damien took turns fucking my mouth.

Updates for this series will be twice or thrice a week, with a full upload of a story, not chapter-by-chapter updates, depending on my school schedules. What fantasy do you have? Comment on it, and you might be lucky enough to get your story chosen.