Si Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She was suddenly aware of how shabby her jeans and simple sweater looked in this opulent space. "It's okay. Call me Damon." He gestured to the leather sofa. Ara sat, clutching her bag like a shield. Damon remained standing, studying her. “I’ve read every book you’ve written,” he stated. “All twenty-three. Your imagination is… exceptional. Filthy. Creative. It's a shame you've landed in this current situation.” Hearing a stranger acknowledge her erotic work so bluntly made her stomach twist.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

Susan’s POV I was lazily scrolling through my OnlyFans page when a new comment popped up under one of my latest posts. “I wish I could get a video of you getting fucked. That’s my biggest fantasy.” My heart skipped a beat. I bit my lip and typed back immediately:“I wish I had someone to fuck for y’all, but I don’t.”

The world around her blurred, only the murmurs of the men as they dragged the body away. She closed her eyes and sighed. While in college, she used to have this weird fantasy of dating some cold, ruthless, obsessive mafia don that would make her shiver with just a glance. Sofia used to laugh at her fantasies. "You should stop reading these novels, there's no such man in the world," she'd say to her in the end.

' With annoying face she said, 'I would drastically change my name if I had any other options, but somehow I just made it shorter, so that people may not laugh when they heard my name. She keep scrolling down on her laptop with the book she wrote. 'Anyway What's done is done, no one can change the fate.' a gentle smile on her face, 'so, where I was??' turned around towards the camera. 'Yeah! I was introducing myself, correct. I am a Fiction/Novel, Content writer. My hobbies drawing, painting and dancing.' 'Recently I started working on a Fan-fiction Novel, where I'll write about the most handsome and popular face of the China, non other than Mr. Xiao Wie, the famous Actor & Singer.'

She teased and I was very flustered. Baby gems my foot! Her imagination is getting wilder by the second, she's been watching too many fan fictions lately, her innocence, jeez! "Shut up Ione! Grab yourself a man first before you tease me," I challenged and she knew she lost. Because she has too many idols, though some of them are K-Pop idols and some of them are fictional characters, she's never going to have a boyfriend unless she isekai's herself or if she lowers her standards. That fandom is eating her alive.

"I'll repeat. What the fuck?" "It's a fan account," Sabrina explained. "I told you I have guy and girl fans, right? Well, I don't know who it is, but someone has decided to start this account and is roleplaying as... well, as you? But it's actually more from the perspective of your penis. Look at the first few posts."

Jenny got cut off by Selena “OH dear god, please stop whatever you were thinking of saying” Selena exclaimed “Oh come on Selena...you have never had such fantasies? Sex is boring without fantasy. Don't you ever yearned for a change?” One of the other girls said “I don't have fantasies– I don't need a change because I never had sex. Excuse me but I have to go” Selena tried to get up but the girls pulled her back down. She landed with an impact on the ground.

Clucking her tongue, Freya popped another cookie into her mouth, "Who the hell am I kidding? I see you all the time. Tv, magazines, books. Hell, you're like fucking Mariah Carey or something. Only, you're a doctor" Sre sipped her coffee, "It's a good thing to me". "No, it's not. Stop working too hard. Get a penis in your vagina. You're too tight". Me or my pussy? ~•~ "What the fuck, Sreya", Luna said as she greeted Sre with the customary side cheek pecks. "I hate you for looking amazing". Sreya rolled her eyes. "This is why you have no friends", Luna finished. "Trash-talk but you're classy so I forgive you".

I moaned, unable to stop it. “Look at you,” he said, his voice was low. “All shy and trembling. But you’re not a nun yet.” He leaned closer, his breath was warm on my cheek. “Let’s make sure you never want to be.” Then his voice dropped into a growl. “You’re my filthy little angel tonight. So go ahead… confess your sins to Daddy.” --- TO BE CONTINUED… --- Author's Note: Hey everyone, thanks for checking out my story! I've been so excited to share Mirabel's journey with you all. I've always been fascinated by stories about forbidden love and impossible choices, and this one has been a blast to write.