Interactive Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Curious, he picked it up. The screen lit with a message. Baby, I miss you. You promised to come back to me. The sender: Naragi. It vibrated again, another message "when would you become mine, I've been waiting for far too long ", he unlocks the phone, thankfully Taiga didn't have a pass code, he went through the conversation between Taiga and this person saved as Naragi, Dante's blood boiled, werr they lovers? A lot of intimate conversations, Taiga even said he loved him.

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.

“And you knew that prior to saying I Do!” “May I ask what made you fall for him?” Shit, the last thing I wanted to think about was my past with that ass! I pushed the glasses further up, hoping it would really stop anymore tears. “Other than those big blue eyes or golden blonde locks?” “You read the fan fiction?” “I’ve read a couple. It’s hilarious to me. I get out a kick of how many ways they kill me off. Or rather, killed me off.”

We watched the rain fall outside, and it was therapeutic, filling me with a sense of calmness, and joy. “Now there’s only one more thing I need.” I said, watching Sadie and Jude scream as they played dress up, jumping over chairs and tables. “What’s that? Let’s get it done.” “I want to turn Sadie and Jude’s fanfic into reality.” “You want to put the story out into the world?” He asked, curiously.

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

" ************** OMG its over AHHHHH.... I really did cry this time. Anyway I love them so much and I will miss them so much. But I am writing another book in this next chapter titled: SISTERS DESIRE, and you guys should really goo check it out. Its a fictional story that involves incest, but it is not an incest only story. It focuses on Harem Lit. All characters involved in sexual activities of any kind are eighteen years or older. None of these events are real, no matter how badly we may want them to be. (Sucks doesn't it) Please rate and comment. Enjoy. and I think its really interesting.

“Well, you got both. Honestly, you looked gorgeous last night. And Alaric? Whew. You two were giving power couple vibes.” “Power couple?” I repeated weakly. “Yes!” Denise said, already scrolling through more posts. “Every camera caught the way his eyes followed you. Even when people were talking to him, he was watching you. The internet is eating it up.” Malik clasped his hands together in mock adoration. “A cold billionaire who melts for his wife? Honey, they’re writing fanfiction already.” I groaned loudly, tossing a pillow at the phone. “Make it stop. Please, just… stop. I can’t deal with people swooning over Mr. Iceberg. You don’t know him like I do. He’s—”

“Welcome back from your honeymoon. Those two weeks were almost like an eternity. Did you have fun on your honeymoon? I hope you didn’t, because we are about to resume ‘OUR FUN.’ I read the message over and over again till I got tired and curled my fist in a ball. Oh, I almost forgot about this. I almost forgot about this anonymous fan of mine who would not stop sending messages and gifts just to check up on me. Ah… he or she was not just not a fan. They are an anti-fan.

I want to strike back and defend my work of art when I see a comment from one particular fan that warms my heart. @hopelessromantic♥️ You don't like this book? Then fucking write your own perfect book with a perfect ending and see if anyone will even sit down to read a single letter of it and let millions of people read this "pathetic" book in peace! I find myself smiling so widely at the comment. This fan just made my day. The fan just fought my battle. "Sweet Stranger" is a book I started writing online two years ago and it got officially published this year. I honestly did not expect the reads and all the support I got from my fans. I mean, I was an amateur writer and I was just writing

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