Sick Fanfic Novels & Stories

' thought Claire with an expression ready to puke . " It's such an honor mr Fan but I am afraid I may have to turn it down . You see, I.........unfortunately I am diagnosed with AIDS . My life won't be long anyway.......that's why , I.....I am working hard to fulfilling all of my dreams before I die.....Please ! Find it in your merciful heart to spare this unfortunate person . " said Claire looking at him with a crying expression . " Haaah ! This sure is a tough situation for you . Although it is unfortunate , this is not how we do things in our group . " said mr Fan with an understanding expresison .

Sofia I think I’m falling for a skinhead. It’s a dirty fling, I tell myself. One where I’m forced to stay with a hot guy, clean up his and his gang’s shit, and have nasty sex with him. Sounds sick when I think of it that way. The kind of sick that turns me on.

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

Enemies who fvck like the world is ending. Sex-enemies, that’s exactly what we were. Pure hate-sex in the snow, raw and desperate. I cracked my knuckles, took a long sip of the coffee I’d brought with me, and dove straight in. This story was going to be long, dirty, and dripping with the kind of banter that makes people melt. I typed out the title in bold letters: 'Snowbound Enemies: A Hate-F-ck Holiday'.

On and on, I tapped on his name, wishing there’d be some kind of miracle that would suddenly make the call connect. His phone was always off. “Emily!” I heard, and looked down. There was Sadie and Jude. “Emily.” Sadie called, waving madly, and I smiled, waving back down at her. “We made a fanfiction of you and Lucas. Check it out.” Jude said, throwing a drawing book up. It took a few tries before the book finally hit me in the face. “Sorry!” Sadie shouted, giggling. “We have to go now. We’ll be back.” Jude said, waving, and I nodded, watching them leave.

PRESENTLY... My biker Boy Fantasies, that was what everyone was calling it. Everywhere Elias went, people's gaze followed her. She was the hottest topic in school right now, and she's never felt more vulnerable in her life. People made fun of her as she walked by. They called her all sorts of names and a few stood out to her especially 'Pervy Nerd' 'Hardcore Hottie' 'Kaelen's number one fan' 'Miss XXX rated'

“It sounds like me, yes. But it isn’t. That’s not me. It’s a fabrication.” “How can I know that?” “Because I love you!” he shouted. “And I would never say those things. Not about you.” The server whirred. Smoke began to pour from the back panels—self-destruct protocol triggered. “No time!” Damien grabbed Serena’s hand and pulled her out as the room lit with sparks. They ran—choking, blinded, coughing into the stale air. Back at the Safehouse Serena collapsed onto the bed, shaking. Was it all fake? Could that have been a deep fake? Could she have nearly turned on the one person still standing beside her?

Only it was in my head. Blue fades to blonde and Euphoria shatters into ice shards of Sokin’s eyes driving that stab harder, deeper than it’s ever been. ‘Who the fuck are these people….?’ Sokin. My subconscious asked. The accusation. Suspicion. Malice of me holding his woman like she’s mine. I’m the sickest piece of shit on the face of the fucking Isle! 40: Ayame - Lies of Omission

“Damn, babe. Gorgeous tits.” Kate clenched her jaw, forcing back the heat rising inside her. He’s married. To her best friend. She shoved him off and stormed back to the counter, ordering another drink. “Sex on the beach,” she muttered to Briggs. Of course, Niu followed and sat right next to her. “Leave me alone, Niu. I’m not into married men,” she hissed. He only whistled, unfazed by the insult. Kate thought about his scandal—the affair with that actress. Sure, his marriage with Claire was just for business, but still. He had no shame.

"What do you think?" Julia smiled. "You are a sadistic genius," she said. Michael pulled the blade sharply upward and Mickey screamed until Julia got sick of it and stuffed a bar towel into his mouth. She leaned over him. "Now, listen to me you fat wanker. This is just a dream, so my friend hasn't really cut off your tiny little dick. Thing is, when you wake up, it'll be just like he has. You won't be able to get it up, and I doubt you'll have much interest in sex anyway."