Persona Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Just like that? Me: yeah ofcourse. How long do you wanna drag it? You proposed to her, happy ending. *Shrugs* 🤷 Armaan: tsk tsk you lazy writer 😒 breaking the hearts of my fans like that. We demand atleast an Epilogue. 😤 Me: oh hello Mr. Celebrity! These aren't just your fans. This is Wattpad. They are my fans too. 🥰 Armaan: (laughing loud) wow! I never thought you can be funny too. Oh God! I can't stop....hahaha.... 😂

"Some of this reads like it's about us." My chest tightened. "It's fiction, Aaron. I changed things. Names, details, the ending's completely different—" "There's a scene," he said, his voice careful now, "where the main character's boyfriend films something private and it gets sent to the wrong person. There's a whole storyline about a jealous friend who turns out to be manipulating everyone from the shadows. Leon, this isn't loosely inspired. This is basically our lives with the names filed off."

####### Author's Note: I have some stories already written on the platform that you can check out; 1. Moonchild; The Rise of the Lycans. 2. All shades of Passion (erotica) kindly read and them to your library. Love you all.

“He’s really good in bed. Like… dangerously good. Like ruin-you-for-other-men good.” Tia cackled so loud Jasmine had to muffle the phone with a pillow. “I cannot believe you! Miss ‘I’m just going to have a chill summer’ ended up getting railed by her brother’s firefighter best friend! Girl, you’ve been living in a whole fanfiction this whole time!”

Stars explode behind my eyes; my cock leaks steadily, hips thrusting into his hand. “You’re acting like a virgin bottom,” he says, pulling back to watch my face. “What happened to you?” “Does it matter?” I gasp, grinding down on his fingers, chasing that electric buzz. My internal conflict rages, I’m a woman in a man’s body, living my BL dream, but as the uke? Fangirl me is thrilled, but this isn’t canon!

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

His anxious face was visible, worried that Nathan would really break up with him. He moved behind Davi and crouched in front of the beta, softly coaxing the man, “Baby, believe me, okay? I really love you… Don’t break up with me, please?” “I don’t have big boobs,” Nathan said. childish, but let’s give him that. “I don’t need boobs, baby. I need you," the pink-haired man smoothly said. “I have a flat ass, “Nathan said again. “It’s okay. As long as you have an ass,” the pink-haired man said. It was weird, but whatever, Davi just kept on listening, wondering when he could leave. Suddenly, his very own alpha arrives.

Since deciding not to continue reading that troublesome story, Aiden never opened the app again and even forgot to find out the author's name. A man in his late 30's with slightly unkempt long hair, eyes that look like they haven't slept for a long time, a thin and sharp beard, and a distended stomach. Such is Aiden's description of the perverted author named Mr Banana. He opened the comments column and read one by one the messages from the audience of his works which amounted to tens of thousands of messages. The average comments contain their desire to be in the position of a female character who can enjoy the beauty of one night's love with the male main character, Aiden Supernova the fem

“There’s this big long story that would bore you if I told you but suffice it to say I made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t chase guys anymore. If they want to be with me then they have to do the chasing.” “Fair enough,” Daniel said. “So what are you going to do?” “I have no idea,” she replied. “Wait it out, I guess. Give him a couple more days and if I don’t hear from him, then I’ll just have to assume it was a no-go.” “You should read this guy’s blog,” Daniel said. “He says some pretty insightful stuff.” “What blog is it?” “It’s called In Like Finn.” Finn stopped outside the coffee shop and stared through the glass at Peyton. She was sitting with that guy that she had been at the bar w

“Come on, cariño… we were literally sitting right here. We heard him. The way he said your name? Mmm. Muy sexy.” Norah shook her head, still staring at her phone like it betrayed her. “He just… wanted to know if I got home safe.” Kim shouted, “OH! Oh he’s one of those men. The protective ones. Lord have mercy.” “Stop,” Norah groaned. Kim leaned back, clutching her chest. “Girl… most women would kill to be in this position. Do you know how rare this is? You are living one of my fanfiction dreams.” Mary nodded.