The 100 Fanfiction Novels & Stories

What is this guy saying all of a sudden? "No." I coldly rejected him and went out of the clinic. "Why?" I felt someone grab my arms again. But thankfully I manage to stop myself throwing the guy again. What is this a deja vu? "Why we can't be friends? Simple, You." A famous good-looking lead vocalist of the Dare. "And I..." Someone who kept repeating her life and never reach adulthood... Should just stay as a nobody, a loner unseen by everyone. "Should have nothing to do with each other. So please stop bothering me ok?"

Mila politely shooed him off. "Right, pardon me." He chuckled inoffensively and walked away. She did not care taking a second glance at him…whoever he was. She needed minimum distraction right now. ________&&_______&&_________ Heyyyyyyyy everyone, We have finally hit 100 chapters. Thanks to all of you reading. Your support means a lot to me…and Mila, lol. Please, don't forget to vote for My Rival's Desire as your favourite book so that others can read the story too.

That night wasn't going to happen again in this life. I went home and dug out my old diary that I'd hidden in a deep corner of my wardrobe. I was ten years old, homeless and wandering the streets at night when Graham—18 at the time—took me in. He was cold and aloof with everyone else, but he was very gentle with me. I knew that I had fallen in love with him when I was old enough to realize it. However, it was a secret that I could never reveal to anyone else. I grabbed the diary and tore it to pieces, shredding every page. Then, I threw the scraps into the toilet and flushed them down.

I heard muffled chattering , Raven glared at everyone and they were shushed. “First one is writing the story. It is about making an album about love. I know it’s been anticipated a lot from Mr. Kian to write about love. According to my maths,” he showed a slide showing statistical data, “ ninety people who are fans of Mr.Calloway have written fanfics about him. It means they fantasise about Mr.Kian being in love, and if we use this, I can say, there are more than ninety percent success rate of the album. Even if it is on a lower budget.” he was right. I looked at Raven, he looked at me with an expression that said that he was somewhat convinced of it.

“I thought rape fantasy really turns you on, does it?” She gulped down the drink to avoid answer. “One question only, now it’s my turn. How many girls have you been with? Like serious relationship?” I shrug. “Four. One high school sweetheart, dated three in college. Most of my relationships last more than half a year.” “Really? Half a year?” “Yeah, you don’t believe it?” “I thought you are a toxic F boy or something.” “If you know me enough you will know that I have grown up in a loving family and therefore cultivate an extremely healthy idea of relationship.”

"We're only thinking about Abend Group's future. Daisy really likes your bedroom, so why don't you let her have it? Once she gives birth, she'll return it to you. "I gave you the title of my wife, so I need to compensate Daisy in other ways. I promised her I'd repay her ten times over," Edward continued, trying to persuade me, but I couldn't listen any longer. His words made me nauseous. "Edward, how did we end up like this? There was a time when we truly loved each other. We vowed to love only one another for a lifetime in that chapel." He hadn't expected me to say that. He was stunned, as if recalling the happy moments we had once shared.

He turned and kicked Zachary hard in the leg. "Shut up! Ms. Tanner is the institute's largest sponsor. Every cent of your funding over the last eight years of your PhD came directly from her personal donations! And you think you can talk to her like that? Who do you think you are?" Those words struck Zachary like a bolt of lightning. His legs gave out, and he almost collapsed to the floor. Amelia was just as stunned. She clutched his arm tightly, her voice trembling. "Zachary, what's going on? Didn't you say she was unemployed and was completely dependent on you?"

I looked at Rosalind's reddening eyes. Suddenly, I was reminded of how she looked when she was crying in the pouring rain back then. I believed the raindrops clinging to her lashes were real then. And now, I believed the bitterness and hatred in her eyes were just as real. "I gave you 99 chances," I said as I got up to gather the documents. "It's time for me to step back for the 100th time." With that, I gave a small wave. Alain stepped in and escorted Rosalind out.

He will have a hard time being gentle. ///♡/// We are only 10+ chapters away from the ending. Stay tuned! Luv y'all ♡

Without brother Ming, Tofu's life would be completely stagnant. Finishing out the shower and then dabbing some moisturizing lotion on her hands and face, Tofu directly went back to her bed and lied down turning her head towards Ming and kept looking at him with her sleepy eyes until she fell asleep. -------- We have made it! Yay! I want to take a moment to thank all of my readers who have supported me and helped me to reach till here. Today on our 100th chapter, I want to thank a reader who has 100 in their name =Ingrid100=