Super Fan Novels & Stories

Another question by another media person, “Ryan sir,….About you it is said that… the great artist you are, the more arrogant and ruthless you are!.. Is it true about you…?...” “What do you think about me…?...”, Ryan asked the female journalist in a witty flirty way, that all the conference room echoed with laughter. The female journalist blushed, “Sir,… You are my favorite… and I am a big fan of you… Frankly speaking…I don’t believe in it…I think, as superior and wonderful as you sing… you are also an excellent person…”. Ryan puckered his angular eyebrows with a sweet smile, “To me… my fans and supporters are very important as my music… And I will always be grateful to them…”.

I put on my sunglasses and watched as Hayden walked over to Zeek, only to be approached by a girl. She started talking, her hand latching onto his bicep, and I couldn't help but snort. It was amusing to see him getting annoyed, removing her hand and crossing his arms over his chest. She called someone over, and suddenly he had a group of girls surrounding him. "Slim gets that a lot," Brad said from next to me. I hadn't even realized he was sitting there. "Really?" I asked, and he nodded. "I would've loved that much attention. God knows why he fucking hates it," he rolled his eyes, sipping his drink.

Before she lets go of me, she whispers, "Just go along with it." How can I go along with it? Hayden knows I don't know him. She's just making a fool of herself. Hayden looks at our exchange with a question in his eyes. "So, Avery is my fan?" Eva smiles at Hayden. "Yes, she is,She's just so excited to meet you that's why she isn't saying anything and a little angry because I told you the truth."

“My perfect sub.” ---

“Save the knight routine for someone who asked.” “That arrogance’ll get you hurt someday.” He glanced at my drink, then flagged the bartender. “Put hers on my tab.” I leaned back. “Should I be flattered?” He took a sip of his whiskey, his eyes still on the screen. “What club do you support?” “The best one. Shadow Shifters.” Justin froze. His mouth parted. Then he barked out a laugh and shook his head. “No fucking way.” “You're a Titans fan?” I asked, my tone dripping in fake curiosity. “That explains your inflated ego and poor decision-making.”