Nier Fanfic Novels & Stories

Because he just kept staring at her while she was telling the story. "Yeah? Because what---?" Andrew in a suspicious tone. Lana shrugged then decided to tell Andrew the truth. Because in fact, despite everything that had happened, she knew that the young man had long known all her weaknesses. "I've been busy, you know, being your fangirl," she admitted, followed by a weak laugh. Obviously, Andrew liked what she said because his handsome face quickly lit up. "As in, a super fan?" "Can I still be called a super fan even if I can't watch your movies because I don't have money?" she replied following what she said with a weak laugh. "Actually Mama is the real reason how I found out about you. Sh

Fany I pulled Casandra back from the peek, leaving Joshua to watch over little Kim. "What is it?" she complained. "Can't you see, it's a lot of fun--" "I know, but--" Cassandra cut in. "This is so hot, Fan. Hotter than your love and Adrian." "Yeah but--" She cut me off. "So, the young man deliberately said to stay away, so that his brother who was also waiting for an answer, backed off. Now he has come here secretly, expressing love."

Damien would do it for sure. All I said was it was going to be an arranged marriage. When I was done with my narrating of the story, she nodded thoughtfully. I sighed lying for the first time to Cassandra and being successful in selling it to her. She always caught.. "You have got jokes, Eden. Damien is obviously not an arranged marriage material. That one month prince guy who never happened to be found with the same girl after a month is doing an arranged marriage! Don't try to fool me." Cassandra raised her voice at last, "I already heard it but you better not take me as Brenda."

I just don’t care, because I can do whatever I want to do with him when we’re home. We spent our whole time talking and not attending our first subject at all. (Please don't skip classes!) "Kanna, I have seen a makeup tutorial for a 002 cosplaying. Wanna try it out?" Noni asked. One thing that made me become close to Noni is because she is also a weeb like me. I remember when I found out that she also kept various tarpaulins and pillows of male characters in her room. She really thought that I would find it weird and I would suddenly ignore her! But I also immediately explained to her that I would not be angry because I am also a delusional fan girl. Good thing to have a friend like her but

she confirmed, “and that you are about to become a full-time window spy. Congratulations.” I gasped. “I am not spying on him!” “Yet.” I groaned, pressing my forehead against the cold glass. “Why do I feel so weirdly happy about this?” “Because you’re still hopelessly in love with that man, despite my ongoing efforts to drag you out of his gravitational pull.” Laurette cackled. "Oh my God, this is fate!" I groaned. "Don’t start.” "Are you kidding? This is the universe giving you front-row seats to that man’s life. Tell me, what’s happening over there? Is he shirtless? Towel around his waist? Fresh out of the shower?"

she smiled as she winked at Jessy. “Well, this is called a bribe. You should be loyal to me, Fan-Fan,” Nayla hit Fanny, slowly. “Hahaha,” now, Jessy laughed with satisfaction at her victory. That is, when the three of them have gathered, the whole room will be full of jokes and laughter. Of the three, Fanny is the slowest and most innocent. Because of his innocence, she is often the subject of jokes by Jessy and Nayla. Even so, Fanny was never angry, she was actually happy because she could cheer up her friends.

Fiona replied from the other end. “What’s wrong with you?” Raina’s expression turned serious. She could hear Fiona’s voice was hoarse, like she’d been crying. “Don’t tell me Sebastian Blackwood made you cry!” Raina sat bolt upright on the couch, the bag of Doritos forgotten. She worried a lot about her friend and that contract marriage she never approved of. She heard Fiona sigh on the line and already guessed the problem. “It’s just… I was kind of an idiot, you know, believing something could work out between him and me.

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

I froze. There were voices coming out from the stalls. Two girls, or maybe three, hidden behind closed doors. "Oh my God, finally some news." A different voice, bright with interest. "I was starting to get bored watching Jace and Allison's fan club I*******m for the sixth time." "Wait, they have a fan page, and you didn't tell me?" The first girl again. "Send me the link! I need to see. They're so hot together. God, I want a piece of that."

"See? Melanie Rose." I nodded slowly. I was still very confused about why she had given it to me. I barely knew this girl and—not to be rude—I was far too popular for her to be talking to me first. "It's a fan-fiction," she explained. "You know, boy on boy?" I flipped through the pages. I came across a very detailed picture of Robin on top of Batman. In my mind, Maxxie was Batman and I was Robin. I smirked—I always knew that Robin was the dominant one in his secret relationship with Batman. John, I'm guessing, saw the picture and his eyes bugged out of his skull. He reached for the book and handed it back to Melanie.