Tricky Fanart Novels & Stories

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We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and mind you it was the most beautiful voice I've heard, even in her scared state....she started blabbing about how she doesn't taste sweet or how the gods won't accept her flesh, the most funny one was her sayings no one will buy her organs as they won't work without her, she thought we were carnivores, she must have really been scared, my parents and sister fell into a fit of laughter but I just managed a smile, the soul must have been scared and I was the one

Morana and Nox straightened in their chairs. Kian walked to the logo, which was a mess of spit and dirt of the basement. “This logo indeed deserves some drama because this logo is a fan adaptation from an X-drama. A famous one,” Kian said, pulling out his phone. He showed me the article on that logo in the Circus Master, which was probably a world famous drama. The logo had a skull instead of a star at the center, otherwise everything else was the same. “Stop trying to act like someone important, hiding something important just to save your ass, Morana.”

Reese added dryly. “I liked the comic,” I said, nudging Forrest. “The one with the forest that bites back.” He looked pleased. “That’s the beta sketch. The working title is Rooted Rage: Rise of the Pines.” Makayla, beside me, reached for my hand under the table. Her fingers found mine and stayed there—gentle, present. I glanced at her, and she wasn’t smiling exactly, but there was something softer in her eyes. Something lighter than I’d seen in days.

she glances at the bulge in my pants. "Oh, you’re definitely going to suck my cock, Kira." I rub her parted lips with a thumb. "Wear that lipstick I like tomorrow." Her eyes widen when understanding dawns on her. Did she think this was a one-time thing? I meant it when I said I was going to act out all those fantasies of hers as well as some of my own. ______ Shane’s text message arrives as I reach my car. [I found Grisha’s lackey.] It’s accompanied by the picture of a man stripped to his underwear and strung up the roof of Shane’s favorite spot—the container he prefers to call ‘purgatory’.

He asked. "We're really doing this, now come on dummy." Leona giggled as she entwined their hands teasing him a bit. After whole lot of bickering with cheapskate Eric, they finally had their T-shirt's on. It was a simple plain black, well Eric chose black but Leona chose white. It was the bands logo on the front (a simple drawing of a house). "Can't believe we spent $75 dollars on some stupid T-shirt's, makes me wonder how much the tickets cost.." Eric said as they looked for their seats.

Disco lights swiveled around the room and for some unknown reason, there were few people on the dance floor. “Any reason why you think it’s not?” Anna questions while her eyes search for a particular face amidst the crowd. “Just get this over with,” He says as they get settled at the central bar where a tall guy with dirty blonde hair and sleeveless shirt puts on a show. His abs were quite vivid from the light cotton shirt he had on and his whole left arm was covered in a tattoo that had the image of a lion. He had piercings on both ears and his tongue. From the stare and attention he was getting from people who surrounded him at the central bar, Anna could tell some of them were sexualizin

fan club into a global phenomenon, she decided to capitalize on the craze by launching a series of NFTs (Non-Fungible Tokens) based on her "Alpha-in-law." She commissioned a notoriously eccentric digital artist who specialized in "abstract emotionalism." The resulting NFTs were a series of bizarre, vaguely wolf-shaped blobs of clashing neon colors that looked nothing like Jack. They were, by all objective standards, hideous. The launch was widely considered a flop.

And the best ones are always the BL girlies. They post fanart. Edits. Soft-core music videos of us with K-drama OSTs in the background. Sometimes Lucian sees them and mutters, “I don’t know whether to sue them or hire them.” And then proceeds to scroll through all of it anyway. He pretends to hate the attention, but I know he secretly loves being the villain in our love story. Because that’s what we are. Villain and chaos. Cold and color. Blood and brushstroke.

Thank you all for always supporting “Sweet Treachery”. I couldn’t have asked for better fans. I love you all!!! I rush to the window to catch a glimpse Of how life used to be wonderful How there were no worries and I was at ease I had my family’s love in full But all I see is the tears of the moon In the form of dew And the life which I once knew Is now a poor shadow of itself PenaciousShewa