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FL: She is a passionate web fiction writer, who knows all the popular tropes of werewolf stories. She is eager to become the top Goodnovelist (lol), and she has been trying hard to achieve her dream. However, life is harsher than she thinks. Her family don’ t understand her and threaten to disown her. Her boyfriend breaks up with her and finds another girl. She has been working on a werewolf story and plans to make it a hit. Last night, she read a

“It’s a damn curse. And somehow, I got stuck with the lunatic version.” He stood up, stretching like he’d just finished a successful round of emotional sabotage. “You know, people online think you’re gay,” he said. “You’re always with me, never seen with a woman. Fanfics about us are all over the place.” I gave him a blank stare. “Because I don’t need chaos in my life. Let them write what they want.” He let out a dramatic laugh. “Well, I care. Some of those stories had me worried I’d violated you in your sleep.”

Some people had already made some sick fan art of the whole ordeal, casting a platinum blonde stranger as Eliza. They weren’t even the worst. The worst had to be the fanfics that had seemingly popped up overnight. I only got through the blurb of one before I had to click out of the site, lest I risk permanently damaging my psyche. When I saw all this, I was a little shocked that I was yet to realise that I hadn’t yet received a scolding call from my mother. But then I checked my phone and remembered I had muted all calls and notifications from her, of which there were many.

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”

Lila Voss. The name had stopped him cold. It matched the girl his PA had looked into after he stumbled across a dedicated anonymous fan page years ago. She had always defended him fiercely during controversies, always believed in him when others left. She was constant and loyal with her engagement and support to him and that intrigued him. For the first time, someone gave him real strength during his darkest days. He always looked forward to her posts without even realizing it. Then he discovered her fanfictions: wild, smutty, and detailed enough to keep him hard for days.

Everyone else is treating me differently, even though I feel the same. My regular phone rings as I walk further into my room. Looking at it, I’m pleasantly pleased to see that it is Nancy texting me now, not Wes with more terrible books to give. I open the message. I have a recommendation for you, based on what we talked about. I really think you are going to like this one. It was pretty eye opening for me. Mild really, but a good place for beginners. I blush fiercely but I still click on the link. It leads to a website of fanfiction. I don’t recognize the series it is linked too, so none of the characters are familiar to me.

The party is already whispering, so far in an undertone, about their romance for three. “Tommy… gossip… that there is something between you and this girl too…” Tommy made a mournful face: “Mrs. Sparks, since when do you believe in idle fiction and collect gossip like the old apothecary Mrs. Paddington?” Not much to talk about! Moreover, they write online. You still read fanfiction ... there, according to the hacks, Lou and I generally do nothing but fuck each other. — Thomas! Ugh!