Hilariously Bad Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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Sigh e_e I mean, I’m not annoyed or anything about their plot progressions. I mean, ‘The Villainess is My Lover’ has one of the best written plots in my opinion, because the protagonist, despite being evil, fits the criteria of a villainess that many would love. Beautiful, sassy, intelligent, a queen, and people might not see it, but she’s also passionate, despite his cold demeanour. The scenario during their war with Andorhal was written pleasantly, including the interactions between Carter and Minerva.

In fact, this girl is annoying. "No. Our agreement is only limited to me admitting that I like cats. Not joining the Cat Helper community like you said." "But if you don't want to come, I'll leak it to your classmates." Alsava is still trying to make threats. "Or ya, what's worse, I'll tell to anyone at our school." Alsava paused in her words, then resumed it. "Do you know? Adrian the School Demon is a cat lover, you know, wow, it turns out that he is not as bad as his appearance and attitude." Alsava spoke in the same tone she would reveal later. Her tone sounded dismissive.

Vance Celeste was falling apart in my arms. Dean and July were having a forbidden affair, but what I was doing is far worse. I was thinking of my best friend’s daughter in ways I shouldn’t. The worst part of it, she calls me Daddy and it makes my dick so hard. If Dean knew she called me that, he’d kill me. I never had a thing for daddy kink. Hell, I never even thought of Celeste calling me that. Until one night, she did and I loved it. The thought has me wanting to take her to bed and I’m not talking about going to sleep. I want to tear her clothes off and rip her little panties off with my teeth.

My head breaks the surface, and I gasp for air, trying to get my bearings. My vision is blurred as I swipe water from my eyes, hearing the sound of laughter echoing around me. “It’s not funny!” I yell, my voice hoarse from the cold water and the rising lump in my throat. But the laughter grows louder, more mocking. They think this is funny. Their faces are lit up with amusement, and my stomach twists with humiliation.

Sarah slurred. “He’s not a bad person? Wow! That’s a first.” “First time hearing someone say something nice about your cousin?” “First time I heard someone say that a mafia don is ‘not a bad person.’ Seriously, girl, you are so down bad. Wasn’t it you who was trying to leave him at all costs a few months ago? Now, all of a sudden he is ‘not a bad person. Just very energetic’? Girl.”

Helena I didn’t care if he poisoned the food. I didn’t want to die, but it would be better than anything he had planned for me. Okay, so my opinion of mates was warped. Finding out that Liam was my mate was probably the worst experience of my life, although finding out the Lycan king was my second chance mate turned out to be a close second.

CyberPerv: “Holy hell YES. You’ve been gone for DAYS. We thought you died.” D1ldoKing: “Or got married and left us all.” I laughed, low and husky, letting my lips barely brush the mic. The vibrations alone probably made half of them dizzy. “Worse,” I said, smiling to myself. “I was busy being a very bad girl.” The chat went absolutely feral. IYKYK: “NO WAY YOU GOT LAID???” FreakBeard: “You look like you got spiritually rearranged. Who’s the lucky bastard?”

Our wedding was low‑key, with few guests, which allowed that group to occupy half the lawn. Someone shouted at me, “You gave up Charlie and married an idiot because of a small joke—have you considered how deeply you’ve hurt him?” Charlie put on a sorrowful expression and sighed. “Every mistake was mine, but don’t ruin yourself just to punish me. This hurts me more than if you had simply left me.” I had expected him to cause trouble, but I hadn’t expected this kind of trouble. After his performance, he became the devoted lover, and I became the heartless woman.

The text under the image scrolled like captions: ROUND 3: CARNIVAL. AUTHOR STRAIN: MODERATE. PLAYER LOSS: ACCEPTABLE. I snapped the book shut. The image folded in on itself and vanished. “These are… logs,” I said. “Narratives, the way *it* tells them.” “Correction,” SML said, pulling a volume labeled GAME CITY – MINI-GAMES from the shelf and flipping it open. “It’s fanfic. Bad fanfic. Look at this.” We leaned in.