Weirdest Fanfic Novels & Stories

I believed he would soon return her to a safe place. But the next time we met, he asked to end our engagement. “She is different from you.She needs my protection.I will turn Sylvia.Do not stand in my way.” I could not believe it. The gentle and composed Kael wanted to turn a human without the elders’ approval. He denied our love and fell in love with a human instead. I could not accept it. So I told everything to our parents. Later, the human woman was sent back to human territory by my family. She was even given generous compensation.

Only, they had woken up in the exact position they were in… with the monster still before them. A/N: Hi guys, I am back. And we have three more chapters for the week to go, yay! I just wanted to shine some light on my F* group, Rara's Ebooks for those on F******k who are interested. I'll be really glad if you join as that'll be a means to interact with one another and share your thoughts with me on WAST. On another note, I opened a space for character art in the reviews below, but they're also available in the fanart chapter as well.

I needed to know if the reason why I kept fantasizing about Alpha Damon and even giving in to each of his sexual advances were because I had the heat period going on for me or if it was because I was possessed by something I had no idea what. Either way, I was bound to find out with my little escapade with Alpha River. So, I moved one of my hands to the back of his head and also balanced the other one on the grass, then leaned in even further and began to kiss him in delight. The man must have noticed my enthusiasm because he deepened the kiss. I drank in his lips hungrily and even flattened a hand on his chest.

Imagine I even feel his touch when I am asleep. This man has done some black magic on me I am telling you! It's been weeks but still, he is everywhere. In my class, in my dreams, in the canteen and even in my washroom!! Yes, these crazy fangirls have pasted a big poster of his in our girl's common washroom. Like really there is a limit to his fandom. The girls are behaving weird I mean I was used to getting that weird looks from boys but now even girls look at me like I have murdered someone.

I take a deep breath and walk in front of him, making him lock eyes with me. “Not today”, I whisper, and his eyes move from mine to Paul. I can see his brows furrow. And I can almost tell what he is thinking. I pull Alec to our table, and his parents join us to celebrate our fake wedding day. I could almost swear that he was real to him. I wish it were, and I hope he would think like that at least, because I feel myself falling head over heels for him. I think my heart is being shattered every time he says this is fake, that he only wants my body.

“I dinna kidnap ye. I doona mean harm tae ye.” Her accent was so Scottish and he loved it. Was she from way up north? Highlands? "If this is not a kidnap, what is it?" And why did she call him Fenris? They thought he was Fenris. So they kidnapped him thinking he was Fenris. This was getting interesting. Suddenly a thought left him feeling worse. Did this girl have interest in his assistant? Now even Fenris was added to his list of getting ripped apart in pieces. She continued, “I— I—” she gulped. “In fact I am your biggest fan!” she blurted. Then she fluttered her eyes over that pale face of hers. “I admire you a lot!”

She’s probably going to make it look like an accident, she’ll strangle me in the shower, make me have a tragic fall down the stairs, have a mysterious peanut allergy that was definitely never there before. And Felix's father? He is going to lose his mind. The Future Alpha, found in a compromising situation with his stepsister? That’s not just a scandal. That’s pack suicide. I press my face into my knees, trying to muffle the sounds I'm making. I sound like a dying walrus. A very pathetic, sexually-active dying walrus. "Soren?" I look up, my vision blurred with tears. Indie, Jazz and Kyle are there, looking like they just saw a massacre.

“They don’t always bite. Sometimes they touch. Sometimes they make you beg.” “They get stronger the more you want them. If they feed too much, it can change you.” Her throat went dry. She scrolled down to the comments. It was a storm of sarcasm and mockery: “Is this Twilight fanfic?” “Girl, get off Tumblr.” “Anything for likes these days, smh.” “Vampires feed on sexual desire? Tell him to come suck me dry 😏 lol” “Another delusional weirdo.” “You really need therapy, not a blog.”

And I… was apparently mated to his son? What kind of fucked-up, forbidden romance trope was this? Seriously, if my life had been a book, I would’ve thrown it across the room. This was the kind of thing you saw in those overly dramatic romance novels—where fate had a twisted sense of humor, throwing two people together just to watch them suffer. I turned onto my side, trying to shake the thought. Werewolves were weird. Mates? Destined partners? soul bonds? It all felt too surreal, too fantastical to be real. Yet, here I was, stuck in the middle of it like some kind of tragic heroine.

I tug my breeches up loosely, not bothering to lace them, and let my head fall back, staring at the flickering shadows from the dying fire. My mind drifts to how far I’ve come, or fallen, into this isekai mess. “Okay, brain, recap time,” I murmur to myself, voice barely above a whisper. It’s a habit from my old life, talking through fan theories alone in my apartment. “In Thorns of Desire, Cillian’s supposed to be this untouchable scholar, topping everyone in his path, building his harem without a hitch. But me? I bottomed for Ardyn on day one, topped them both awkwardly, and now we’re in a threesome competition? Plot’s derailed big time.” I chuckle softly, running a hand through Cillian’s b