Sick Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Sane wasn’t really fond of reading the news as he barely had enough time with his duties in life, especially now that his attention was already taken by the utterly alluring girl, Seleen Y. De Castro, and he wasn’t even complaining! In fact, he even liked it. He liked giving her attention, and he also liked being given attention by her. How great it was to be loved by her, to receive all of her little kisses now and there, to see her life, to feel her against his skin, everything about her was addicting for Sane.

"A sick person? Zachary, take a good, hard look at her. Does she look anything like a sick person? Someone with real depression hides themselves away so that they can be sad in secret. They don't make a huge show about it or constantly get between a married couple like she does to us!" Furrowing his brow, Zachary snapped back impatiently, "What do you know? Vivian's depression has always been different from the norm. She's timid by nature and can only rely on me. Can't you be a little more understanding of her?" When I heard that, my tone noticeably cooled further. "I've been understanding of her for the past three years! She barges into our room in the middle of the night and pretends to be

“Lila? You up yet? I brought coffee!” My heart hammered. Ethan smirked and thrust a little harder, making me whimper. He covered my mouth with his hand, eyes gleaming. “Be quiet while I fuck you, Lila. Or do you want her to find out how much you love your best friend’s brother’s cock?” The risk made everything hotter. I nodded frantically, sucking on his fingers as he continued those deep, lazy strokes. My breasts bounced gently with each thrust. He leaned down to suck one nipple into his mouth, biting just enough to send sparks straight to my clit.

My pussy clamped down hard on the dildo. No. Stop. That's wrong. But my body didn't listen. The fantasy twisted; Sebastian’s hands instead of Marcus’s, his younger, harder thrusts, his voice younger and rougher while calling me something dirty while mom slept in the next room. Forbidden. Slick and hot. I fucked myself faster. Harder. The vibrator mashed against my clit until stars burst behind my eyelids. “I'm gonna come…fuck daddy… I’m gonna squirt thinking about you…” I didn't say whose name. Didn't want to know.

org Subject: Re: Inquiry: Les Plaisirs Interdits (1782) Date: March 9, 2026, 11:17 PM Senna, Something real. I’m twenty-nine. I collect rare books because I like the way old paper smells and because I’m fascinated by things that were once forbidden. I live alone in a house with too many books and not enough furniture. I’ve been thinking about you constantly since your first email. Wondering what your voice sounds like. Whether you wear your hair up or down when you work. If you blush when you read these messages. I want to meet you. Is that too fast? Too much? I can’t tell anymore. You’ve made me forget how to be careful.

Disclaimer & Content Warning This novel is written under the pen name "Sasicha" and is classified as PWP (P**n Without Plot) with explicit erotic content. This novel is a dark, erotic reimagining of a classic fairy tale. It contains explicit graphic sexual content and dark themes that may be triggering for some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. It is strictly intended for mature audiences only (18+). Explicit Sexual Content. Dirty Talk. Dark Themes: Includes themes of obsession, dub-con (dubious consent), and power imbalance.

Lila’s heart slammed against her ribs like it wanted to burst out. She sat frozen on Ethan’s lap, his thick cock buried all the way inside her dripping pussy. Every tiny movement made her feel him even deeper. Alex stood at the fridge, the soft light spilling across the floor, only a few feet from where his little sister was secretly riding his best friend’s dick.

His eyes were icy as he walked toward the door, intent on finding me. Darcy, sensing her opportunity slipping away, tried to catch Felix’s attention again. She pulled out a video of me being tortured, trying to get him to watch. She pouted, feigning hurt. “You don’t even know how shameless she was. Look, I uploaded the video online, and everyone’s saying she deserved it!” Felix wasn’t interested at first, but as he heard the familiar sound of my screams from the video, his gaze shifted. He watched, unable to look away.

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I felt stupid enough to apologize to him tomorrow and bring him a cookie. A flood of nonsense hit first: roleplay forums; romance book rec lists that looked suspiciously like my browsing history from lonely winters; wikis that read like teenagers high on Mountain Dew had built them at three in the morning. I dug harder, forcing my way past fanfic to the kind of folklore sites with ugly fonts and long paragraphs.