Hilariously Bad Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I grit out. He steadies himself again, his eyes wet as he calms himself down. "Are you serious—what's not funny? Hannah Lockwood"—his laughter picks up again—"marrying you? One of us? So... what? We're all going to just sit around at family gatherings with the fattest elephant dancing around in the room—that the most average girl on this entire planet fucked me, and then fucked her way up the ladder. I'd call her brilliant, but it doesn't take smarts to have that ass." I shoot to my feet, my patience completely blown into pieces, but Hannah snatches my hand. "Don't, Damien. Don't let him ruin our beautiful moment. When we look back on this night, we don't want to be thinking of him."

“Until the next psycho shows up.” “Then I’ll break their kneecaps.” She grinned. “Romantic.” I leaned closer, my voice dropping. “Deadly romantic.” She laughed and shoved my shoulder. “Stop. You sound like the lead in a bad mafia W*****d novel.” “I am the lead in a bad mafia W*****d novel.” “Oh my God,” she groaned, hiding her face in my hoodie. “Take it back.” “Nope. It's canon now.” She peeked up at me, cheeks pink from laughter. “You know what’s weird?”

" Arrrgh ,this male lead is so annoying ,I really feel like slapping him " Jade exclaimed angrily. She was currently reading the most popular novel which had been recently released with the title 'A Taste of love' it was an high school love story . What Jade hated about the story was the annoying male lead and the Villianess who had the same name as her but was dumb as fûck. " Just shut the fûck up and let me sleep" her roommate and best friend, Tiana screamed at her. They lived together outside their school's campus, they both were in their second year in University .

" If you follow me, I'll take you down there ." They all knew what "there'' was. Luke left Felicia with Liz and Randal. He and Randy shared a look; he was doing his best to be the strong one for his wife and everyone else. The younger Bailey walked down the hall toward the morgue. His heavy footsteps echoed in the silence; it felt so unreal. This had to be some elaborate prank, like when he was eleven, and William pretended to cut off his hand in the garbage disposal. He'd been so scared he'd peed his pants thinking a kitchen appliance had mutilated his big brother. William felt pretty guilty he had scared him so badly. This had to be a joke; it just had to be.

“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.

“Pathetic. I had him moaning louder.” Kaelen, dark hair mussed and blue eyes stormy, laughs sharply. “Delusional. He came because of my tongue work.” I’m cackling inside, my BL harem boys fighting over who made me come harder? This is peak fanfic, and I’m living it. “Boys,” I say, stretching languidly, letting Cillian’s low, velvety voice drip with mischief. “If you’re gonna bicker, make it worth my while.”

~WILLOW “Have you completely lost your mind?” I exploded as I shot to my feet. River never moved. He only watched me and I hated his cold calmness. “Do I look like a joke to you?” I went on anyway as my heart suddenly began to ache again. “I probably look very pathetic to you.” "It's a temporary arrangement," He finally said. "Let's fake date." There, he managed to make it crazier than the first time he said it.

I stared at the latest comment on my newest chapter. "This sex scene is pathetic." "Do you even know what good fucking feels like?" "This reads like a bad porno from 2005." "Delete your account." "Stop letting virgins write sex scenes." "Don't you get tired of giving us bad sex scenes, Author?" "I bet no one's ever fucked you right, so you decided to punish us all with this."

specific sense of humour? Tiana: 'Specific? It’s unsolicited anatomy, Mari! I’m deleting the app. I’m moving to a cabin in the woods. I’m becoming a nun. Cleo: Don't you dare. Just block Greg-the-Baller and move on to the next one. I sighed, rubbing my temples. I looked back at Greg’s profile. I scrolled past the... scrotal incident... and looked at his face again. He really was handsome. And the pun - as much as I hated to admit it - was so phenomenally bad that a tiny, traitorous giggle bubbled up in my chest. It was bold. Horribly, disgustingly bold.