Real Person Fic Novels & Stories

Leaving personal matters within, I shot back, "You are living your life your way, aren't you? Then why can't I? Stop interfering in my personal life." Damien uttered glaring at me, "Don’t you dare to question my life, Ms. McBride. By any chance, if you are telling me to be loyal to you because you are my fiancee then put a thing in your mind that YOU are my fake fiancee. Fake. And I don’t have the useless wish to interfere in your so-called personal life. But unlike you, I have a reputation that will get hampered if you continue falling into a stranger's arms like last night. I won't like the news about my fiancee stepping out from a stranger's place in the early morning or roaming with some

"You're disgusting! Get out of my way!" He hadn't expected me to curse him out, and his face darkened instantly. Without hesitation, I shoved him aside, took Jordan's hand, and headed straight out. Livio froze, staring as we walked away. Then he exploded. "Diane Ward, this is pathetic! You really think faking a marriage will force my hand?" "Fake marriage?" I snorted. "Whatever you say." His lips pressed into a thin line. "This has gone far enough! It was just a dumb bet. Do you have to make a fool of yourself like this?"

This story is about a first date gone extremely wrong. By the way, this story is all FICTION! None of the characters or situations that happened are based on real people or real events. Everything came up from my head. I only took inspiration from learning a lot of sexual abuse and reading stories from women and men. So don't think that The Pink Devil is based on a real life individual, because that's not the case. Who is this story for?

Van sighed knowing her friend would keep insisting. "Fine. I read this novel last night and the hero pursued the heroine relentlessly out of revenge and even got married to her." "it's only fictional it's not real Van." Rella said. " See I told you it was silly." Van grumbled. " But I can't help but think about it you know. Imagine something like this happened in real life." " I doubt it but you never know there's a lot of weirdos everywhere." It was pure coincidence that Jake happened to catch the latter part of their conversation and it made his blood run cold.

” He said jokingly. I let out a surreal laugh before talking. “I’ve never been alone, My Girl has always been with me and….” I stopped talking immediately I realized I was subconsciously made mention of Alessia. “Who? Who's your girl? Is Miss Brown now your girl. I've seen you both quite a couple of times.” Cassio said and finally settled down by sitting by my side. “Nonono uhmm..I've been reading a book lately, and the protagonist happens to be someone that matches my energy; I think I developed a platonic love for a fictional character.” I said, lying and smiling at the same time.

Rolling my lips onto one another I stare at the dark ceiling. He stands, his ass cheeks clenched to perfection as he heads to the bathroom. I thought a fake relationship would make my life of being single easier. I had no idea I would slowly fall for my pretend boyfriend, wishing for the first time since I had my heart broke...that I could try my chances at love one more time without being terrified. *** Rae Sun filters through the blinds, splitting across my face in a ray of warmth that wakes me from my sleep. Yawning, I slowly roll over and come face to face with a sleeping Max. His eyes flutter open and a devilish smirk crosses his face. I pull the sheet up, covering my own smile and morn

We eventually drifted apart as waiter came. All four of us talked about many thinks. How carol and harry met. How he proposed her. How he sneaked out of the hostel in the night for him. How she faked her own aunt's death to go and meet him in his city. She was happy with him. And i was sitting with my bf feeling nothing." I need to end this" but I don't want to hurt him either. It was too much for me. And what was this? Was he faking all this today? Pretending that he cared.

**This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Apparently I am procrastinating my real life by writing far too many pieces of erotica about far too many different characters. Enjoy.**

They were towering, wealthy, and radiated ghosts from a past life I thought I'd left behind. "I must be losing my mind," I slurred, a hysterical laugh escaping my lips as I shook my head. "You're not real. I'm fucking hallucinating." "Does this feel like a hallucination?" another voice murmured low, dark, and predatory. A large, warm hand, heavily tattooed at the wrist, slid firmly onto the small of my waist, gripping me through the fabric of my dress. I didn't care if it was a dream. I was hollowed out, broken, and desperate to erase Julian's mocking smirk from my mind.

“How else would you have survived your mother’s lethal glares, the ladies’ attempts to fix your single status, and all the juicy gossip about your thrilling private life?” “Oh, I don’t know, darling. It wouldn’t be that hard,” he echoed, smirking. “I’d just say I pined for a dazzling socialite—Aurora, the charming lady who broke my heart in that one unforgettable night of passion…” “Oh no, you don’t!” I gasped in mock outrage. “Don’t you dare make up corny stories about me! At least make it exciting—like how the brave Aurora swooped in to save you from the blazing dessert—!”