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The cool breeze from the fan brushed across my skin, sending chills down my arms and making my nipples harden against the fabric. I glanced at the chat scrolling fast, guys typing out what they wanted to see, begging for more skin, more action. “You guys want me to start touching myself already? Come on, tell me exactly how much you need it,” I whispered, sliding one hand down over my stomach, fingers hooking into the top of my panties. I parted my legs wider, feeling the material stick to my skin where I was already getting damp. “I’ve been stuck thinking about this one guy the entire day. My stepbrother, Logan.

“Girl, legendary musicians have reacted to his covers saying he outdid them! And you’re calling him okay?” “Okay… I guess he is a great singer.” I muttered, trying to sound casual, though my heart was screaming. She flopped onto the bed, kicking her legs like a teenager in love. “I’m so crazy about him. But ugh, I hate how fast our fanbase is growing. More crazy fangirls to compete with.” I forced a weak laugh. “That’s why,” she continued dramatically, “I got obsessed with Mystery BL fanfics.” My brows furrowed.

New generation characters, new tales, new love~ The release of Fangs And Witches Book 1 should be expected SOON! Hopefully, you'll continue to support it. Love lots~ theoria

edits. Innocent pictures of us laughing at the rink during practice. Or when we hugged each other, the way teammates did after a win from a tough game. The edits made it seem as if I was looking at Dorian like he hung the moon. Screenshots from old games where I’d supposedly stared too long. “#Donoah,” they were calling it. Some of the edits were sweet, to be honest. But most of them were creepy as hell. A few fans even tried comparing us to some outed celebrity couple like we were another juicy fandom ship to root for. I hadn’t even realized how deep the hole was until I scrolled through the replies on his post.

I said. “Of course there’s fanfic.” “How lovely.” I shook my head. “Actually, Ted, I did notice something with those names.” “Hit me.” “The usernames have very different, very consistent personalities. S supports that I’m a wolf and keeps suggesting I should mate a wolf. MyHelperz is vulgar, swears a lot, and never offers anything of substance. And so on.

“So, you can expect lots of gossip when I return.” “Girl, don’t say that to an anxious person. You’ll have to send me reports daily. Hourly. Sh*t, I am already creating an entire fanfic in my head.” I laughed, finding it funny that she was acting so girly over it all, but agreeing that it was definitely a chance for a lot to happen. Either bad or good, I still didn’t know. I guessed time would tell.

and it was only day two! Just a reminder, this isn't fanfiction. i used elements from a few shows I've been watching recently for inspiration but that's about it. So, please bear that in mind if you are about to comment ''This is clearly a ''*****'' fan fiction. It isn't. New chapter coming soon!

Hello Fans, I hope you enjoyed reading the story but fret not, because the story continues with new characters in a sequel and possibly with more books to come. So, without further delay, here is a small exert from the sequel called "Blue Moon" Catch you on the next page! Felisha Blue Moon Except

How can we put an end to this if we don’t stay away from each other? We were not in any kind of relationship, but when I write my diary entry that night, it feels like I’ve been jilted. I strike through the whole entry, determined not to let him mar my sexy fantasies. Just because I stopped acting on these fantasies doesn’t mean I can’t write them. This time, I’m writing from experience. When Rhys touches me in my fantasies, I feel his touch as though it were real, the scent of his skin when he embraces me so unadulterated that the lines between imagination and reality start to blur.

Joey hung up without saying more. She leaned against the car seat, feeling annoyed. If Zachary hadn't been so active in attacking others online, would their fans ship them? Would their ship trend like that? She blamed it all on Zachary. … In the office, Zachary was sitting at his desk with a smile on his lips. With a swipe of his hand, he also liked the fanfiction written by the netizens. One had to admit that netizens nowadays were quite creative. Although the plot was simple, it conveyed true feelings and had a good touch to it.