It Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

"Move, Kaelen. Or I'm telling Jax you're bothering me again." ​"Jax is busy," he whispered, leaning down until his lips were inches from mine. "And you don't want me to move. You want to know if I'm as rough as the stories you probably make up about me." ​"Get off me and stop writing fanfics in your head, you prick!" I hissed, even as my breath hitched. ​"Is that what this is? Fanfiction?" He smirked, his eyes darkening. He didn't move an inch; if anything, he pressed closer, his heavy chest crushing my soft one. "You don't want me to move and you know it," he whispered.

They will rape Nadya in their minds. I am Nadya's husband. Only I can enjoy her beauty. After that, they will make Nadya as character of (y/n) in an erotic fanfiction on Pattpad. I've seen fanfiction they made about me, and it's disgusting. "Erwin, look. You are trending in switter."

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“Fine. Talk.” Taiga’s hand swept across the papers, finding the ones he’d been buried in all night. His voice steadied with purpose. “I stayed up all night studying. And I came to a conclusion. What if they were a pack? Rei, Dante, kouji… and Maya.” The name caught in his throat, hesitation bleeding into his voice. “That’s ridiculous,” Tatsuya scoffed. “Enigmas can’t form a pack.” “Pay attention in Biology and PE, Tatsuya.” Taiga rolled his eyes, a hint of the old brotherly bite returning. “Enigmas can form something similar. Not a pack, but a PACT.”

But there’s no more turning back, she already said what she said, “You’re not just annoying, you’re also irritating in my eyes.” The8’s lips slowly formed into a small smile, as his lips twitched, embarking a little smirk just when Xiao stood up from her seat. An indication that he was truly getting into her nerves. That’s when The8 had finally come into a conclusion that his studies and experimentations made several, if not instant, progressions. He already made a lot of thesis and hypothetical statements about Xiao’s world, and promised Shuan that he’ll be staying with her side for eternity, as an exchange of his gratitude being born in this world. For him, Xiao was someone he has to prote

Paige teased as she tapped them on their foreheads. Her subordinates smiled sheepishly and announced that they were going back to work immediately. “Me too! I’ll do my best to finish my task for today. I can’t wait to get home and read the new chapter of my favorite fanfiction!” “Yeah, I can’t wait to continue. I’m still at chapter 300!” “What are you talking about?” Paige asked with curiosity. “It’s a popular fanfiction about Mr. Cedric and Ms. Maia. Its title is ‘Will You Marry Me, Again?’”

"I'm going to demand half of your property in exchange for all the hard work I'm putting in uniting you with Claire, MacIntyre! You cause mess after mess and I have to clean up after you. Who do you think I am— Your personal janitor! I can't even curse you knowing you already have many problems in your life." Cole gritted his teeth as he typed comment after comment, replying in existing discussions, thus starting new conversations. He was flabbergasted seeing Hunter's Fandom. It really seemed like his friend ran a secret IT Cell to act as his fans and defend him online. The craze for him was crazy, and the fact that Hunter was chasing after his wife was fueling everyone's curiosity. They wer

"No that's not what I meant and you know it. You wouldn't fall in love with him for his money, but you are so into your career. How will he feel about that?" "I'll still be able to write, but I think the writing I do will change. I thought I might give fiction a shot. Urban fantasy is very big right now. I thought I'd give vampires and werewolves a try." Amy thought Brian would choke on his food. "You've got to be kidding me; you would write that junk?" "That 'junk' as you call it sells really well and also, I read that junk. I'm not sure exactly what I'll write and plan to take a while to decide. I'll never stop writing, so I need to find a subject that holds my interest."

Updates for this series will be twice or thrice a week, with a full upload of a story, not chapter-by-chapter updates, depending on my school schedules. What fantasy do you have? Comment on it, and you might be lucky enough to get your story chosen.

As much as possible, he wanted to reply once and shut his phone again, but now he’s doomed with the guilt of leaving that annoying somebody unreplied. Diana: why haven’t you told me? Erric: stop feeling like a possessive girlfriend But he deleted that instead of pressing send. Erric: you would know even if I don’t tell you. And stop chatting Sohan Erric muted Diana’s chat and threw his phone on the soft bench beside the door. He brushed his fingers through his hair and remained ducking, staring at his shoes. Diana is a stalker. He met her at the opening of the franchise of the Pereira Boutique that his family bought for Marina South in Singapore. But back in those days, she still had her dig