Novel & Cerita Real Life Fanfiction

Mea opened the first one under the Chatmates tab. marcc_ wants to gossip about your photo marcc_: i’d sit beside you so you could lean your head on my shoulder itsmecristy: sure. you’ll have to endure my talkative friends tho marcc_: i wouldn’t mind itsmecristy: nice <3 marcc_: wanna be my travel buddy? Mea glared madly at the three women who now ducked their heads down, feeling guilty even before she started. She still started anyway. “Seriously? ‘Nice’ and a heart damned emoji?”

The truth had long since been buried beneath layers of speculation, and now, it seemed, people preferred fiction over fact. Some of the stories were so absurd, so far removed from reality, that I couldn’t decide whether to laugh or rage. One version claimed I had caught Ryker in bed with Alara, his body still tangled with hers, and that I had nearly beaten her to death in a fit of madness. It was ridiculous. If I had ever found him like that, I wouldn’t have wasted my energy on her—he would have been the one I killed. But none of that mattered. What mattered was that I just wanted people to shut up.

I felt as if all was a long dream I saw, with, episodes, seasons, and even sequels. And suddenly, I wished I was the director of my own dream so I could take a seat to rewrite every incident. I would like to undo the incident that happened on my eighteenth birthday night also all the bullying. I would keep everything that happened between alpha Grey and me the same but would erase what happened after everything got exposed. I would rewrite that part where my love story would get accepted by alpha and Luna. Also, where someone other than Fah would expose me to them... But that was all my imagination. Real-life was more bitter and harsher than my ideal world, the ideal world everyone wished fo

“He’s really good in bed. Like… dangerously good. Like ruin-you-for-other-men good.” Tia cackled so loud Jasmine had to muffle the phone with a pillow. “I cannot believe you! Miss ‘I’m just going to have a chill summer’ ended up getting railed by her brother’s firefighter best friend! Girl, you’ve been living in a whole fanfiction this whole time!”

"She really had a knack for going into details of her little fantasies. I really got into it, and loved getting off with her. The thing is, I...I fell in love with her. I fell in love with this fantasy woman who never existed in real life. How pathetic does that make me?" My sisters both sat there in shock, with their mouths hanging open. They had no idea that this had been my life for almost a month. I mean, it hadn't been, really. When I figured I wasn't going to get an answer out of either of them, I added an embellishment I had come up with while sitting in my English class that afternoon. I leaned forward a little and whispered.

"And then what? Will they treat me differently? No Julia they won't. They already consider me less then a human, how will they react when they realize I'm the Guardian of Heathens? Let me tell you what they will do. They will consider me more of an ethical being, a sorcerer. THIS, this is the kind of world we live in Julia. No matter how much the truth will scream into their faces, they will make their own stories." Julia looked confused at my words, which made me sigh. "They are not just any people, Julia." I said, my voice oddly calm. "They are fans, and Alex is a Fiction fan at that. Fiction's fans and Heathens fans have had bad blood for a very long time. Fans are really scary people. W

“Gwen! You can’t do this to me! I’m your fiancé!” I crossed my arms, watching him with a faint smirk. “Not anymore.” “You… you’re trying to drive me to my death!” he shouted, his face contorted with rage. I scoffed. “I’m not driving you anywhere. You’re the one who dug your own grave.” From the envy of everyone as the supposed “son-in-law of a real estate mogul,” Asher plummeted to nothing more than a penniless nobody. As for Sophia, without Asher to fund her lifestyle, she returned to her previous job as a real estate saleswoman.

Did she know I knew? I started digging online at night, on my phone in incognito. ScarletSiren was huge—forums dedicated to her, fans obsessing over her “real-life inspired” content. One thread: “Think the brother-in-law stuff is based on truth? She mentioned moving in family recently.” Replies: “Hot if true. I’d breed her IRL.” My hands shook. Dark web of obsession. I jerked off to her free clips, hating myself. Imagined confronting her, her green eyes widening, then darkening with want.

Something I couldn’t have in real life but could create on the page. He lifted her onto the desk, scattering papers she’d pretended to work on. It was his office, his space and definitely his rules. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said, but his hands told a different story. They slid up her thighs, pushing her skirt higher. My fingers flew across the keyboard. This was wrong. So wrong. I was literally writing about… No. Not about him. About a fictional character. A stranger. Someone who just happened to have ice-blue eyes and strong hands and a voice that made her knees weak.

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