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The girl sounds jealous, the way she was looking at Sacha says it all and not only her, most of the girls in the room are also jealous, maybe my husband hasn't reacted to their comments like he did to Sacha's. No one needed to tell me that Sacha is a top fan of my husband or maybe a die-hard fan. I learned that top fans have the possibility of getting attention from their favorite idol. Well, it's a possibility… sometimes it doesn't even happen. “You jealous bitch, to your information, that was Jace's personal I*******m account. I commented on one of his posts and he liked my comment. It was him and not his staff!" Sacha snide. The deadly glare she gave the girl makes her withdraw without sp

He laughed "I love you, Ravenna North" "And I love you, Axel North" * This is the literal end of Fire and Ice! Finally! I just wanna say a big thank you to all the people that read to this point and also to the people that cared enough to text me on my g***l which is still ojegift99@g***l.com. I love you all so much and I'd miss you all terribly ಥ╭╮ಥ If you're asking if they would be a sequel on Briar and Kyle?

He had been her long time crush and finally she had her chance at dating him only to be dumped for a much prettier, hotter blonde senior. Shawn was every high school girls fantasy, his protruding abs would make them crave for a touch, his killer looks got their eyes dizzy at his sight, he was even hotter being the school's baseball captain and he was excellent at the game. Emily had a short lived romance dating the hottest, meanest and popular guy in school and when it ended she as the victim got no sympathy from the masses. Majority of the girls hated her for having Shawn's heart and Bailey was loved for putting an end to it.

"You are a little too obscene!" At this moment, Rachel had slipped into fangirl mode, immersing herself in her own fantasy and unable to extricate herself. "Before I met him in real life, I also thought that I could tolerate being with those losers. Now, I think he is the best! Unfortunately, he may not like me..." Sigrid smiled awkwardly. "He may have kissing scenes when he is filming..."

Grabbing it from the floor, in hopes that it was just another silly drawing of hers, I opened it, "Dear Tan, I'm glad. Knowing I have someone like you out there looking out for me, it keeps me somewhat Joy. Can't wait to see you too, my biggest fan. Plus, I got your gift. It was pretty nice. M." What the hell was this? What gift? What biggest fan? And most of all, who the hell was M? ~*~ Don't forget to subscribe, leave comments and most especially recommend this story to your friends and family! God bless you!

" oh, from where? Because if you ask me I would say that I haven't seen any of you guys before. " " Well, we are your fans. " " Fans? For what? " "We are fans of your writing, we usually read your books and we fell so much in love with it that we started following your I*******m account and there we saw a single picture of you two. " " Oh, so which of my books have you read? " I asked. " We've read almost all your books, A CRUSH, Royal Alpha, My Beloved, Tainted, Depressed, love in the air, and so on. "

The smell hit me hard, and my clumsy attempts to chug it simply made me choke and cough violently. Once I was tipsy, I started to type furiously on my phone. However, I ended up deleting everything. Suddenly, a lean figure appeared at the door. It was a man with a gentle look. When Mandy caught sight of her boyfriend, her expression instantly fell. "I can explain… Would you believe me if I said I came here to gather research for my fanfiction?" In response, the man came over and dragged Mandy away. "Mandy, if you want to write your fanfiction, you can use my body for research. Do I not have enough material for you? How about we work harder when we get home, hmm?"

Everything has me wanting for more, but am I ready to give in already? Bring out the fans! It’s getting steamy here! Please leave a comment and vote if you like my story about Marissa and Antonio.

One was the fan art compilation—drawings sent in by followers, ranging from technically impressive to utterly unhinged, all depicting two figures whose features were consistently dark-haired and golden-blonde respectively. The caption was simply the people have spoken. It had eighty thousand views before nine AM. The second was a reaction video to the fan art where Scarlett said nothing, only held up pieces of it to the camera with an expression of increasing approval. The third was twelve seconds of her pointing at her own ring finger with both eyebrows raised, saying nothing, and walking out of frame. Damien saw all three when Roman sent them to him at nine-fifteen. He looked at them. He p

fifteen minutes ago. He raised an eyebrow. “Brandon.” I smiled, all innocence. “Yes, love of my life?” He pointed at my phone. “Delete. That. Now.” “I could,” I said, tilting my head like a golden retriever trying to solve a math problem, “or I could let your fans see how sweet you are.” “I don’t have fans.” “Oh, you definitely have fans,” I said. “Reika already commented ‘nursecore aesthetic,’ and Wilson said he’d fake sick if it meant being nursed back to life by you.”