Radi #fnf Novels & Stories

Then one of her friends gasped loudly. “Wait—oh my goddess… You’re Fenrik Vale, right? The Fenrik Vale?” the girl with ginger hair said excitedly. I nodded. “Yeah. That’s me.” “Wow… Finally meeting the Fenrik Vale” the other one—Ryan, I think—said with wide eyes. “Hi, I’m Ryan. I’m a huge fan.” “Hey,” I said and gave him a small wave, then turned to Agatha. “Okay, let’s go.”

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Adrian grabs his soda, taking a long, desperate sip to wash away the taste of phantom blood and shame. Almost immediately, the phone buzzes against the wood. Adrian sets the glass down and flips the device over. A notification:@ryxder sent you a friend request. Adrian’s thumb hovers over the screen. He clicks the name, opening the profile. It’s definitely Ryder—the same jawline, the same smirk. The profile picture is a shirtless shot from what looks like a locker room, glistening skin and tight abs on display.

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They nodded in agreement as they watched Sheinna return to her seat. Rai’s lip twitched as he stared at Sheinna. He didn’t expect that Sheinna would actually be related to Shane Fornite. Who is Shane Fornite? If Raiver played almost half of the female students’ hearts when they were in middle school… then Shane Fornite played the hearts of the other half of the female students’ population. That is why his and Shane’s reputations are very bad.

He is like the celebrity of the corporate world. I search for his social media accounts so I can stalk him better, but other than the company's official pages, I couldn't find anything. Just a F******k fan-made page of Ryan Damison, that’s it. I like him. I. LIKE. HIM. A man who is busy making money has no time for petty fame or social media. My interest in him has reached Jupiter by now. Around five in the evening, when I am almost done with work, the telephone on my table rings. I have my own fucking telephone. So cool!

He paid no mind to anyone else. "Ahem, break it up, break it up," Nick said, pulling them apart. "Oh, Nick!" Mideora whined playfully. "This looks a bit incestuous," Nick said, placing his hand around Mideora. "Hey, Rademos, no offense, but I'd like to continue the dance with my girlfriend. I'm pretty sure you have a lot of ladies that are into you. It's your birthday, and I'm sure if you ask nicely, someone will be willing to dance with you."

Raya The funeral has come to an end, yet my grief lingers. The thoughts of Noah consume me, making it difficult to focus on anything else. With my father now asking me to assume my uncle's position in the business, I am faced with uncertainty and doubt about how to navigate the complexities of the corporate world. However, I am determined to prove my worth to both my uncle and my father. Supported by my brothers, I dress in a sophisticated black blazer suit, complemented by high heels, red lipstick, and a sleek high ponytail. The mourning for my boyfriend's death is reflected in my choice to wear black, a constant reminder of my loss. The ring he gave me is a permanent fixture on my finger,