Fat Meme God Novels & Stories

“Mila, you’re a saint!” Then, he pulled out his phone. “Look at the group chat. It’s exploding!” The group name had been changed to ‘Care and Support of the Clown Werewolf King,’ and it was flooded with merciless mockery. Someone had photoshopped Sarek’s face with clown makeup and captioned it: [So I came after. I’m a homewrecker.] There were even meme videos titled, “The Werewolf King’s Breakup Survival Guide.” Louis laughed so hard his whole body shook. “Hahaha! That’s brutal!”

"What do they want with a Null?" "The Matriarch is ancient. Older than me. She's been alive so long that memory has become... slippery. She forgets things. Important things. Like who she loved. Who betrayed her. What she's fighting for." Kael's voice was low. "A Null can erase memories completely. She wants you to hollow her out so she can feel peace. But the price would be your mind. You'd become her living diary, storing all the memories she wants to forget. Eventually, you'd forget who you are."

I was the only one still trapped in the hatred of three years ago. I lit the candles and bowed my head before them. "Mom. Baby. I saw them again. "Julian Sterling thinks I'm going to save him." I gave a cold laugh. "This time, I'll send them to hell with my own hands."

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

She pinched her cheeks to ensure she wasn’t dreaming and screamed in delight when she felt the pain. “Yes! I’m fated with Redrigo McArthur X. Montenegro!” she shouted. “Amen,” came a man’s voice. “God? Is that you?” Katleya asked, looking around. “Yes. I am God. God of org*sm. Roar,” said the man, still hidden from Katleya’s view. “Hey! Who are you? Pervert!” Katleya shouted. A man suddenly jumped down from a tree and landed in front of her.

The impersonating shit God is walking at him slowly. "FooOooood.....FooOooood.." This mindless Luis Park yelled for food! His voice was too hoarse and deep! "Eek?!" God was pissed off! Glowing purple eyes! Walked like a zombie! Smelly and Powerful! "No!" "THE SHIT GOD!" God yelled. The Animal God falls to his knees and started to kowtow. He is scared to die! death "Boss Shit... I don't know it was you, Boss. Please let this nobody spare his life."

" I ignored him. Group chat. 'Same time next week.' I wanted to ignore that one, but I put a thumbs up emoji. I couldn't risk them releasing the video before my finals. My whole junior year would be a waste if that happened. Fu8ck them. I would give them no emotion. They would get nothing from me except what I decided to give them. If I had to have meaningless se8x to get through this, I would. But fu8ck them both. ----- ----- -----

MASON'S POV I had no idea what she did to me, but how do you explain to people that you hated your daughter without them looking at you strangely? Heaven knows I tried to love her, but I just couldn't bring myself to care for her. “He did that because you got too fat and did nothing about it. A true Luna doesn't look like you.” “So you knew? You both knew?” “Of course we did. Only you would be gullible enough to believe that we never knew.”

TESSA I open I*******m first, and my world implodes all over again. The video is everywhere. Reposted, shared, turned into memes, reaction videos and compilation clips. #TessaFail is trending. #FatGirlDown has over a million views. Someone has auto-tuned my sobs and turned them into a remix. But it's the comments that really destroy me: "LMAOOOOO this is the funniest thing I've ever seen" "Imagine being this delusional about your weight"

It was been spread anonymously and no one knew who was behind all of it. “I’m not ready to rest until we hunt down the fool behind all these disgusting memes.” Donald fumed. “And we find him, his punishment would be nothing that has never come to him in his entire existence because he would beg for death itself.” I spat, jamming my fists together. After a few weeks, we were able to track down the guy. He was a fat nerd in his 20s. We found him in his dorms in front of his computer, laughing and munching of potato chips with several memes made from my photo.