On My Block Fanfiction Novels & Stories

You have no one to run to unless you want their blood on your hands. I read the message with the same blank expression I always use when dealing with him. This time, though, it’s accompanied by the most satisfying internal eye-roll I’ve given in a long time. Oh, Cain, you really need to get some new material. Blood on my hands? Really? You’re so creative. Without thinking twice, I block him and every single person connected to him. Except for Georgia and my parents, of course. The last thing I need is to accidentally block someone I actually want to hear from.

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“That’s for...the sneak attacks...and catching me off guard...twice….” Damn, I’m so tired...my mind swirls around and my body becomes light as I shut my eyes and take a fall backward. ∆∆∆∆∆ ∆∆∆∆∆ ∆∆∆∆∆ Hello, this is the Author, YueSama^^ I feel so horrible I nearly ruined my first-ever FaerieXWolf novel by taking such a cruel long break. Writer's Block was more severe than I'd ever faced, and I reared so close to giving up completely with school adding to the pressure.

I rolled my eyes in response to CeeCee. "He asked me out." "Annnnnnnnd?" "And I gave him my number." "Oou someone is going to get laid!" CeeCee yelled with excitement. I rolled my eyes at her again but I had a smile on my face while doing it. ---------------------------------------------------- Sorry guys for taking so long with this chapter I been having writers block and couldn't figure out how to end this chapter plus I been busy between work and school. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter and many more to come in time.

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“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.

Vanessa's lipstick was still smeared across his collar. "I didn't think that." "Yeah? 'Cause that's EXACTLY how you act." My voice cracked, loud and sharp. Pudding paced at my feet, anxious. Shayne had that look again—the one he wore every time he blocked me, waiting for me to beg. Smug. Condescending. Like he still had me on a string. The Chat Feed popped off: [Shay's such a stubborn jerk. He's obsessed with Ley but pretending he's some cold-hearted bad boy.]

He was a transmigrator from another world, and I was nothing more than his target. I stared at his fake, affectionate face. At that moment, only one thought remained in my mind. Seven days later, at our wedding, I was going to run away. I was going to make him fail his mission. I wanted him dead! The next second, the hospital room door was pushed open. My best friend, Tiffany Dunn, rushed to my bedside, her eyes slightly red. “Oh my God, Summer, how did you get hurt this badly… Those men, did they…”

"Just one. What makes you assume I’m attending this event with you?" He looks around the office. "Did you think I was talking to someone else?" Asshole. "No. It just sounded like you believe I have to go wherever you ask." His glare makes his thoughts obvious. I’m the man whose name will be on your next paycheck. I take a deep breath and say the words that would probably get me checked into a mental institution. "I have plans tomorrow night. Once I get home, I will cook dinner, eat, and carry my diary to bed to write about fictional men I would like to fuck. I don’t think I can make time for a charity auction I wasn’t informed about."

He was too hot for me and would definitely get bored someday. Same as Zayne. No way. I was not going to think about these on my birthday. My fingers found the block button and I blocked her account. Finally. My own feed was pathetic in comparison with hers. One lonely picture by the beach last year, holding a novel and smiling like someone who didn’t know her world was about to be a show in a year time. I tossed the phone aside, freshened up, and tried not to think about any of it. I told myself I wouldn’t make plans for the day. Why pretend? The duel would blot out everything anyway.