Real Life Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"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.

Something has changed. I don’t know how or really even when exactly, but writing and reading my fanfic isn’t doing it for me anymore. It used to be everything, all I needed, what I lived for, and obsessed over in my limited free time but now it’s not enough. I read the words, and expect to get hot and bothered and ready to touch myself as usual, and the need just isn’t there. It’s not that it doesn’t turn me on, it’s just not as exciting. What I’m now obsessed with is having Bryce and Wyatt in real life.

“I’m a character—I belong in the story. If I stay in the locket with her, the locket’s strong enough to stay closed. The real world stays safe.” “Then I’m coming, too,” Julian said. “No, Julian. You’re different. You’re a soul. You should stay here, find a body, live a real life.” “A real life without you is an empty page, Maya,” Julian said, pressing his head to hers. “We stay together.” The hotel room door burst open. Sarah—the “Top Fan” from the garden—stormed in, and she wasn’t alone. She brought a crowd, all clutching copies of the book.

✨I know Arjun is not a cheater and all but just because he's not a cheater doesn't mean whatever he did was right, right? ✨No women in her real life would want to live with a man like Arjun, Ayla deserves better and finally she got what she deserved- A Peaceful Life! ✨I want this story to be as realistic as it sounds, so I hope you guys understand it. This is the real ending that I wanted but I'll make an epilogue which will be released next week. ✨So back to the chapter how was it? ✨Please bare with the mistakes in this chapter and feel free to point it out

Just wanted to write a little note to you all. Thank you for reading my story. It is no where near being completed. I actually write as I go along. Everytime I sit down to write, I get more and more ideas and different directions on which way to turn my story. So, on some days, I want it to go one way, and the next it is a completely different way. However, once I submit and post a chapter, I have to go off what has been released, and therefore, I switch back and forth between my future chapters. I hope you guys like my story though! It is based off some real life people, and some real life events. But all names, are changed for privacy purposes. Not eveything has actually happened. But, I l

I, am currently hiding out in the bathroom if my own home after something that I will reveal later after I give you guys a quick run down. It’s all worth it. I’m on a throw away (not really just a secret) account because on my main, my friend and I, we’ll call him Ray, like reading AITA stories because they are funny but that is besides the point. My friend Ray and his ex, let’s call her Jessica have been on and off since the final year of middle school but finally took each other seriously in the summer going into second year of high school. (We're in our last year of grade school or going into it now).

Ever since the incident went viral, fictional stories written by fans appeared in rapid succession. "Please write one where they're both high school students! Since you can write well, please write as much as you can!" "The exams are over now. When are you going to do a live stream, Madam? Will you feature Mr. Fordham as well? If the two of you appear together, I'm really going to send you a gift this time!" "This is more entertaining than romance novels. Those who called Madam a vixen are all soggy-ass cucumbers!"

She continued “Liv, so because you got married you now forgot you have a best friend.” “You know that's not possible, how can I? Meanwhile, point of correction I am not married, I am in a six-month contract,” “Whatever, who knows what tomorrow holds, haven't you read a lot of fiction novels about haters to lovers, they start from contract marriage and boom, they begin to fall in love,” “Exactly and that is why you called it fiction, baby girl, it only happens in the fiction world, the more you realize that this isn't a fiction world, the better you take those fictional thoughts out of your mind,” I reminded her.

Now, they came to apologize when Alex had fallen from grace. However, those who once stood at the top of the world never cared about these comments. People generally enjoyed fiction. They liked to live their life as if they were in a fiction. Even before Alex retired, people had made up countless fan fiction storylines about him. When the match was live-streamed, many people would comment, "The King has returned" in the live chat, indicating that the three-year period had passed, and it was time for the genius to come back for revenge.

you suggest. Lucy can’t prevent a little gasp in response to your bluntness. Then she smiles at you and bites her lip. “Yeah. But I couldn’t get the fantasy out of my mind. I couldn’t ask my boyfriend to indulge it anymore — it would’ve wrecked our relationship. So I decided to secretly do it for real. And here we are.” “Lucy, that’s crazy!” you blurt out. “There’s a big difference between fantasy and reality!”