Novel & Cerita Taylor Swift Fan Fiction

She did not need her mom poking that hornet's nest when she still had to go to school with them. The girls kept tormenting her after that, cornering her in the hallway in front of everyone and mocking her for her crush on Ian. “As if he would ever go out with someone like you, Smella!” Taylor had said with an evil grin. "You fall for any guy you see when you know that no one will ever like you back!" “Yeah, you can't even wash your fat, stinky ass, you cow.” Sydney had added, making everyone around them laugh.

All the pain and headache from the moments ago quickly left her as she heard his magical voice. "I promise, Triantáfyllo. Once you wake up, we'll together listen to all the Taylor Swift's songs but please just wake up. Please, my love. I cannot live without you." She silently laughed in her heart hearing his words. Taylor Swift? Finally? Fine, I'll hold you onto it then! Once I meet you, I'll make you sing each and every Taylor Swift song with me. There was a constant smile on her lips all this time. Her heart felt at peace and she felt....she couldn't explain but there was this really really good sensation inside her heart. Like it was blooming with full happiness and joy.

Taylor leaned closer to Dante, whispering something I couldn’t hear. But Dante’s eyes narrowed. “What do you mean?” “I don’t know,” Taylor replied, sounding defeated. His shoulders sagged. “She said she copied her. Then the swapped things. Can a person swap souls?” The knife slipped from my fingers and clattered against the floor. The sound echoed too loudly in my ears. My eyes widened, my heart skipping so hard it felt painful. Soul swapping. The words rang inside my head, over and over. Did she tell Taylor about it? Did she really say it out loud?

But staying in the fandom despite knowing they are not valued would be torture to their sanity. Even she, as a fan had tried to distance herself from Celene Swift's music. She no longer believes in the sincerity of her songs after she hears how the singer feels toward her fans. "We are hoping we will earn your forgiveness. We have been deceived but the words that the fandom threw on you are inexcusable. We crossed the line of disrespect" A sniffle escaped them while trying to contain their tears.

Whenever I am with Roy, I don’t think of myself as an obsessive weirdo stalker weirdo, I am just me, he breathes life into me, even though he won’t clearly admit it. -- Wanda: Taylor Swift’s music plays softly in the background, blending with the cool night air in my bedroom. I lay on my bed, blankets draped all over me. The romance novel I brought from the bookstore last week sits open on my lap, eager to be read. But I can’t focus. No matter how hard I try to stare at the words, it seems to blur with the music, because I can’t seem to stop thinking about a man with dangerously green eyes, black hair, and a wicked sexy accent.

Every notification ping made her frown deepen, her eyes narrowing into sharp, calculating slits. Freya grinned as she shifted to her next target. She opened a new tab and created a fake Savage family T*****r account, designed to look official enough to be believable. Then she typed, fingers flying over the keys: “Xander Savage really believes he’s untouchable. Can’t even handle a small scandal.” The first tweet went live. Notifications began almost immediately. The responses were instant. Outrage, disbelief, and confusion. Fans of Xander, loyal and protective, were furious. Random T*****r users joined the frenzy, spouting memes and misinformation alike.

He was probably the first guy I know who likes Taylor Swift which was insane. Are you for real, Tyler?! "Well, in that case I am willing to be your girlfriend only because of the fact that you like Taylor Swift." I added in a teasing manner and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Hmm.. that's funny because I don't remember asking you, Princess." He teased me back, earning a slap on his shoulders.

Taylor got dressed in a very chic dress as usual. Life was perfect for her. She applied her makeup carefully. Emily was taking her on a picnic date. They were going to have dinner in a yacht. She sang happily as she perfected her hair. Life was perfect wasn’t it? Once again, she had succeeded in taking Ruby down. Her fans didn’t disappoint, she had instructed them to troll Ruby and Esme and they did it effortlessly. "Where are you going?" Mr Wyatt demanded as he stormed into his daughter's room

Adrian’s nostrils flared like a raging bull, and his eyeballs looked one blink away from launching across the room like stress-propelled ping-pong balls. Some fans connected the dots and discovered that Riley was married to Adrian. The latter read aloud: “Adrian King is handsome, but Taylor West is DELICIOUS. Riley upgraded.” “DELICIOUS?! I AM NOT A LEFTOVER LASAGNA!” Adrian reacted. “I’M THE MAIN COURSE, BETTER THAN ANY RIB-EYE STEAK!” Adrian pointed to Taylor, his hand shaking, “YOUR FANS EVEN MADE A FAN EDIT WITH YOU AND MY WIFE. WITH BACKGROUND MUSIC. ‘CAN’T HELP FALLING IN LOVE’? REALLY???”

Maybe that is what I’ll do when it’s finally time to hang up my hockey stick. I catch her looking at my fingers as I drum the steering wheel to the beat of Taylor Swift’s Love Story. “Didn’t figure you for a Swiftie,” she says sarcastically. I shrug, “I like her, what’s not to like about Taylor?” “Typical man,” she says sarcastically. “Are you jealous, Princess?” “Ha, you have got to be kidding me. No way. I’d have to care first and I don’t so go fuck your ass!”