Persona Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I looked up the bastard to know who I might be dealing with. But finds out he is just a bloodsucker, going after a rich lady. Probably doing the same thing he did with Maren, Bastard. “He is being dragged online and his supposed fiancee is the daughter to a business man, everyone is tagging her” Jaxon said, “That's good she will be able to see who is about to marry” I mumbled, Maren was being dragged for days before the attention shifted. After a page made some research about Dylan and found about his fiancee.

“Fine. But I hate having to do this. ​ I disconnected the call before she could speak any further. His question still angered me, made me feel so fucking…small. ​ Seraphina had always been second to me, or was that just what I thought? I brought out my laptop and searched her name. ​ Her smiling face filled up my screen. Her hair had gotten longer. She was wearing no make up, just a bit of blush that she liked. She also had a streaming match by 9 pm. ​ I registered for it with a fake name, paying the f*e. When it started, I was one of the first people to tune in to watch ​ She looked breathtaking, as ever, a smile on her face. She taunted her fans, and the person she played against. ​ And I

I don't want to at least ruin my reputation as a writer. So It's been a while since that day that the father of my unborn child asked my bestfriend for a date right in front of me. Nobody knows that a playboy like that could be that clingy, Janine would talk to me about how irritated she was but she said she will just let pieces find their place. Janine Erica's POV "Hi" I sigh upon hearing the voice, Caspian. He's so annoying actually, the only reason that I am entertaining this man is that it is part of Anica's Plan. I know in the very first place that this man is attracted to me. His eyes never tell lies.

And since Pheia came from a modern world where homosexual relationships are so blatant, she is sure what this is. She just let her best friend travel through her fantasies for a minute until she can't keep with it anymore so she tap a little bit hard at Alani's shoulder. Alani then woke up from her stupor and apologized to Pheia. She immediately looked at the other side as if trying to hide her blushing cheeks. Pheia chuckled at her gesture but just didn't comment.

His body stiffens, but he doesn’t move my hand. “Really? I look like your first female sex fantasy.” Priest nods, his gaze returning to the windshield. “Oh yeah. Her name is Delilah “Sweet” Amorosa. We jacked off to fantasies of her for years. She was our ultimate fantasy from the moment we hit puberty.”

Everywhere she looked, it was her and Damian. Major entertainment news accounts and fan pages were all posting about them, with wild rumors circulating. Even fan fiction of them was dominating the charts. Furthermore, some fans had stayed up all night drawing fanart of her and Damian, and it was being shared widely. The fan fiction stories that were published on various sites were all capitalizing on the sudden surge of attention. She had a huge collection of fan art now. Chelsea's mind spun as she scrolled. She occasionally glanced at Tobey's expression. When she saw his scowl deepening, she couldn't help but let out a quiet sigh.

Every person I cared about treated me like an outsider. My whole title as Alpha Bastien’ wife and Luna had shrunk to that of a mere placeholder. Forgotten. I had been so desperate for Bastien’s affection, so willing to believe I could be enough, that I let myself drown in the illusion of hope that one day he’d fall in love with me. Now Dana was demoted to Omega, her wolf gone. And I…I had permanent damage on my right ear.. Finn always said he wished Lilian were her mother. Soon, his wish would come true. Finn would get the family he wanted and my parents would get the ‘daughter’ they preferred.

"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.

Never misses an opportunity to compliment herself, even when she is crying. Now that I think of it, she should have been Dominic's grandmother. Both charming narcissists. But I loved them the most and my princess of course. "Way to ruin an emotional moment, Grandma with lies about oneself,” I fake huffed my annoyance and the tiny human gave me- a Beta Lycan, a mean punch ! What the- …. !!

Even so, the Russian thought it wise to let sleeping dogs lie and was doing her best to continue on as if nothing ever happened. “Come on, don’t cry,” Fiana coaxed. “I hate it when you cry.” She wiped her lover’s tears with her sleeve. “Awe honey. I know it’s been rough lately. I took longer than normal to get my act together and you don’t need to tell me what a bear I’ve been. I know how bad I was. It’s just... this... this one was extra tough. I mean writing about men and their fantasies. What the fuck do I know about that? What kind of an assignment was that anyway? Who the fuck cares about their fantasies? It was an ass kicker for me and I know I took it out on you. I know I did and... a