K Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

One from a story about a guy I had never even talked to but had seen at a party once. The comments were split. Some people defending the quality of the writing. Others condemning me for writing sexual content as a minor. "This is actually good writing," one comment read. "Problematic subject matter but undeniably skilled prose." "She is SEVENTEEN," another comment responded. "This is not okay regardless of how well written it is." "Plenty of teenage girls write fanfiction like this," someone else argued. "She just had the bad luck of having hers leaked." "Fanfiction about fictional characters is different than writing about real people at your school," another person countered. "That crosses

Please let me know what you think of this chapter below, it will encourage me to write more as you know what situation I’m in now, I need your support guys. Love you all. I*******m:- S.N_Nina_Arthur. F******k fan page:- S.n Nina Arthur.

“Well, you know that you’re the one that he fantasizes about. That’s why he wouldn’t look at you.” Daniela smiled. “I know.” I stared at her, surprised. “And here I thought you were all innocent. Have you been doing something you shouldn’t be, Berni?” She rolled her eyes. “I’m a teenage girl. I read. Romance novels, fanfiction. If it’s got smut, I’m there.” I raised an eyebrow. “What about porn?” Daniela made a face. “No. Porn’s too awkward. I need a little fantasy. I can’t just watch stuff like that, you know.”

CHAPTER SIXTY SIX “Well, my friend Vivian is one of the toughest people I know. She doesn’t like people easily and when she does, she gives her all and loves them genuinely. She’s loyal. She really did like you and I guess you weren’t ready for all that then, but she was a little hurt and upset about the whole thing. You know, no one likes to get rejected. It’s not a very nice position to be in. She might push you away at first, but I think all you have to do is be a little persistent and show her that you want something more this time. I’m sure that she will come around”

I will hit another milestone soon i think, but i shouldn't be too much confident for that. Again, this will be deleted soon. Love you guys! And also, i have a F* group for my fans, and i will post updates so everyone will know i am updating! It is in my F* page, ANNE author. If you can't find it, there is a link in the comment section of my work.

I just want to be alone and be free, but why is there a fangirl or someone here? I then heard a chuckling voice. “I am so sorry. Maybe you are so shy but I am a fan that is why I can recognize you.” She said. I felt so annoyed because she actually has the guts to tell this to me! But, can I just let her go? How about my image? What if she posts something ruining my image, telling others that I have an attitude and snobbing my fans? I could not stop overthinking. Aish. I am sighing without looking at her so that it isn't obvious that I am struggling.

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Her account is @lilypadsxfrogs. Also, a big thank you for my best friend Jenna for being my number one supporter! :D -Fiona :) P.S: There won't be a sequel to this book.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m