Funny Fanfic Novels & Stories

“So, how is everything going? Are you going to make me an Auntie soon?” “Oh! I love this pack so much! Everyone is so great, well not everyone, but almost. I found your fan club. Ugh, how did you put up with them? They’re awful and I don’t think they are nearly as snarky to me as they were to you.”

The metal clamps on my nipples pinched hard, sending sharp stings through my breasts with every breath I took, and I pressed my lips together to hold back the whine building in my throat. He looked down at me, his mouth twisting into a slow grin that showed his teeth, and he leaned in until his face was inches from mine, his breath hot on my skin. “Funny? Gianna, this is the best thing I’ve read in a long time. You wrote all these dirty little fantasies about me, about how you want me to tie you up and use you like a fucktoy. Why would I untie you when we’re just getting started?” My face burned, the heat spreading from my cheeks down my neck, and I felt my pussy clench at his words, even th

"Tell me the craziest thing a fan has ever done." "Well, that came out of nowhere." I chuckled, grateful for the distraction. As I turned to pull her into my lap, she straddled me, her dark hair kissing her chin and shoulders, taunting the living hell out of me. "Let's see, the craziest thing was when a fan broke into my trailer and stole just my jeans and black boxers, nothing else."

I giggle "Ha! The big scary Alpha loves his cuddles. That's hysterical. Could you imagine any of the Alpha's from the allies being snuggle bugs? That's so weird" Sophie says cracking up, she has me laughing too, This is why she's my best friend. I just told her I have a whole other identity and here we are laughing about cuddly Alphas.

"The Faeries are a mystical race known for their ethereal beauty, enchantment, and connection to the natural world. Analyn, being a descendant of the Fae, possesses these extraordinary powers." I glance at Flutter, who is still looking at me with a mix of annoyance and jealousy. Flutter finally breaks the silence and apologizes for pinching me, "I'm sorry for that. I was just...taken aback. You were looking at Analyn with such admiration, and it made me feel like you didn't care about me anymore." I could see the hurt in her eyes as she turned away from me, unable to look me in the face anymore. I take her hand in mine. "Of course, I care about you more than anything!"

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“Yeah, like your old buddy, Jocelyn, who's true love is nextdoor and, as a matter of fact, goes for dates every single day in her dream world, a.k.a hashtag fiction!” Still crying, Amanda was like, “Ah-ha-ha-ha!” to “Mu-ha-ha-hah!” then, “Gosh, that is so funny. . . I mean, sorry I'm laughing!” “I'm really happy I have a psycho for a bestie,” said Joce, rolling her eyes which only seemed to have fuelled the former's laughter. “Get a grip, girl! I'm starving, by the way, mind a meal?” “Bills on you, then!”

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

Lila’s POV: My heart was still racing as we walked back into the party together — the four of us pretending everything was normal. I kept replaying the parking lot moment in my head on loop. If I hadn’t come up with that lame “fresh air” excuse so fast, everything would’ve exploded. Sophie would’ve seen me dripping her father’s cum, dress wrinkled from being bent over his desk, lips swollen from his kisses. She would’ve known instantly that her best friend was secretly fucking her dad.

Fiana said, feigning her anger as she slapped the bottom of Pam’s foot. “I said near... damn near,” Pam reiterated as she stretched her legs so that her toes touched Fiana’s soft breasts. “You feel nice too, honey. Real nice.” Fiana glowered at Pam’s smile of satisfaction and jumped up. This time she was genuinely angry. “My tits are funny?” she roared with inane drunkenness. “You laugh at my tits now? You prefer I have a dick or something? Like those pigs you were with tonight?” Fiana moved to the end table and fumbled at a pack of cigarettes. She broke several before successfully lighting one.