Psych Fanfic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“To her. To both of us. I don’t know. It’s blurry.” Delilah lets out a bark of laughter. “Okay, great. Now you’re starring in your own fanfiction.” “It’s not funny.” “It’s hilarious. You need a therapist. Or a priest.” “I’ve been reading these books, okay? The kind where the guy is dangerous and obsessive and completely wrong, but the girl still falls for him because he sees all of her. And I keep imagining Professor Montelli with his hand in my hair and his mouth at my throat and—”

His fingers moved faster, dipping lower to tease my entrance before returning to my clit, driving me higher and higher with merciless precision. “So fucking wet for me already,” he murmured against my mouth, voice thick with dark satisfaction. “My perfect, loyal fan… dripping just from my touch. You’ve been fantasizing about this for years, haven’t you? About me fingering you backstage like a desperate little slut for your idol.”

All I thought was she was an innocent sweet girl but what I just heard confirmed that she's not worthy to save from being played by a playboy. "You're crazy, Cassandra. You're ruining your life just by dating that guy! He will only get under your skirt and break your heart eventually—" Cassandra stopped Parker just by slapping him. "You already ruined my life and that's for choosing that gay over me." She yelled and pointed her finger in my direction. My eyes went wide open upon hearing it. I didn't even realize that I lose my grip on Parker's and now, he was squeezing Cassandra's shoulders like a lemonade.

“Because, all of the things you tweeted, retweeted, liked, all of that, has been my fantasy as well.” “You want to sleep with a black man?” my voice comes out small, He rolls his eyes, “No genius, I want to be the black man you sleep with. Our fantasies are the same, our kinks are exactly the same, and I want to experience them with you.”

He was no longer pretending he wasn’t interested in me. “You’d go to jail for a girl who looked like she hailed from a Japanese cartoon movie?” He winked at me. “I have always been an anime fan. And this could just be a page out of my teenage fantasy.” He paused, and then he looked down on my lips and said, “And while we’re on the subject of living fantasies…” he trailed off. The look in his eyes suddenly turned hot and heavy. And before I could begin to process any thought at all, his face descended toward mine, and he brushed my lips with his.

"Raykon hates women. He would never trust one and his propensity for violence would leave visible scars. It must be a man. We've tried drawing him out, but our ideas have failed." "He will show his true colors eventually and we will end his life in the worst possible way." Zenya loved the fact that Emily had no problem drawing blood or fighting. Her alpha power was so much a part of her, and for a few seconds Zenya wished for more courage and fighting skills. "I want you just the way you are, my love." Nicolas's words appeared in her mind. He was doing it more and more. It seemed to be easiest when she was troubled. He was also nosey and she sent her own message back to that effect.

Damian mind, soul and body is tied to someone he'll never see again,and he can't break free, he doesn't want to break free, and I, well I, I am free. No boyfriends, no problems. ___ Caden Point of View Four months, four fucking, crazy, druggy, worthless month. Four months since Fiona left me. It's July sixth, my twethy second birthday, and I'm alone. Perhaps it's a curse or something, to be alone all my birthdays. Last year, I was alone, She was within my grasp, but I was alone. Cradling my head, sweat breaking out on my forehead, I hate myself for all the time I wasted pushing her away, for fighting all the emotions she stirred in me, I hate myself so much.

"Whatever, your taste is bad. We're not good for each other cause in reality we're opposite." "Well, opposite attracts miss." "When will you shut up, Diane?" "Hehehe... I'll be the president of the fandom between you and Mr.Sapphirus." "Funny." "I'm not joking, miss. I'll create a fan page later." "I swear, Diane." "Don't be so killjoy, in fact deep down your heart you like it too you're just being in denial." "Do whatever you want," I said before leaving her to start a photoshoot with Rogue.

She teased and I was very flustered. Baby gems my foot! Her imagination is getting wilder by the second, she's been watching too many fan fictions lately, her innocence, jeez! "Shut up Ione! Grab yourself a man first before you tease me," I challenged and she knew she lost. Because she has too many idols, though some of them are K-Pop idols and some of them are fictional characters, she's never going to have a boyfriend unless she isekai's herself or if she lowers her standards. That fandom is eating her alive.

My phone vibrated several more times. The other person lost it and kept sending me one voice message after another. [Do you think everyone in the group chat is dumb? Do you think people will believe a random CT scan image you found online?] [You're old enough to be his mother, yet you're still acting like some young girl and pulling tricks like this. Have you no shame?] [I'm the one Christopher is going to marry! If you still have any dignity left, hand in your resignation tomorrow. Don't make me go to the office and humiliate you in public!]