Funniest Fanfictions Novels & Stories

I scroll through their very raunchy and promiscuous conversations before finding a thread that really catches my attention. #1 fan 11/13 1:14 am From #1 fan: Are you kidding me right now? From #1 fan: You really want to end what we have after everything?!

(Frank) Or our guy bestfriend Harmony? Our female bestfriend and fighter Tenda? Our annoying brother Elvis? Or that friend who is like a bro Blake? Or our goofy and silly idiot Ifeanyi? Our twin sister Fahvour? Or even Stephanie Green and Amy? Who did you think added spice to this book. Please I would really appreciate it if you tell me.❤❤

Marcus moaned almost childishly, jumping down onto the bed beside his younger sister. "Tom, Cock, and Harry? Really, Marcus, really?" She spluttered, bursting into laughter all over again. Somehow, lying on the crummy little loft room bed made it feel as though they were twelve and fourteen again. She could just picture it now, her desperately attempting to d******d a movie from some dodgy website whilst Maarcus wouldn't shut up gossiping about who was banging who in secondary school. It almost made all those years seem like they hadn't been so bad.

Susan’s POV I was lazily scrolling through my OnlyFans page when a new comment popped up under one of my latest posts. “I wish I could get a video of you getting fucked. That’s my biggest fantasy.” My heart skipped a beat. I bit my lip and typed back immediately:“I wish I had someone to fuck for y’all, but I don’t.”

“And you knew that prior to saying I Do!” “May I ask what made you fall for him?” Shit, the last thing I wanted to think about was my past with that ass! I pushed the glasses further up, hoping it would really stop anymore tears. “Other than those big blue eyes or golden blonde locks?” “You read the fan fiction?” “I’ve read a couple. It’s hilarious to me. I get out a kick of how many ways they kill me off. Or rather, killed me off.”

I exclaimed in a mocking tone. Our audience liked the two of us together so much that it was sickening. They were in love with the rich blonde Amber Morton and the young heartthrob actor with humble origins, but who had won the princess's heart, and now they formed an adorable couple example, lavishing their love on social media. They were so crazy about Kris and me together that they even wrote fan fiction about us.

… Clinging to the 18 male hosts Mandy had hired, I bawled my eyes out. Sipping on a cocktail, she laughed at how pathetic I was. "Oooh, looks like you like him!" Was she serious? I was heartbroken after being abandoned, yet there she was, rubbing salt on my wounds. "Hmm, fake incest—just my thing! I'm definitely writing fanfiction about you two tonight. If you like him then just jump his bones! Once you get into it, you'll forget all about everything else…" Pursing my lips, I retorted, "You're one to talk. Why aren't you making a move after hiring so many men?"

But mostly I was soaked. I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling, a manic little giggle escaping from my lips before I could stop it. “Two boyfriends. One pussy. Zero brain cells on my part. Congratulations, Lyda, you’ve been starring in your own personal twin p**n plot and didn’t even get popcorn.” The laugh turned darker. Evil, almost. Because the more I thought about it, the clearer the revenge plan became. I wasn’t going to cry or confront them like a normal person. No. I was going to make them suffer in the most delicious, filthy way possible.

Reddit fans stared at the pitch-black screen and listened to the blowing sound, collectively imagining ten thousand words of plot. 【What is there that I, a distinguished VIP member, am not allowed to see?】 【It’s just blow-drying hair. Why can’t we watch that?】 【That blowing sound… it’s exactly like when I watch action movies at home and deliberately turn the TV volume way up.】 【What kind of dirty thoughts are in your head?!】 【I mean, I have a friend who’d like to know.】 【Can someone write fanfiction about this? I want this plot! I need to know what they’re doing behind our backs!】

Later, I changed the sheets to gray. Sophia kept talking, unaware. "So if your fiance couldn't even handle pink sheets, maybe he didn't love you enough." The cup burned my fingers. I almost dropped it. I tried to smile. "Maybe he didn't." The room went quiet. Sophia looked confused, but Luca's voice turned cold before she could ask. "Or maybe he came back and found out the woman waiting for him hadn't waited at all." My breath caught. Sophia frowned. "Luca, what does that mean?"