Weirdest Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He pressed the lubed tip against her ass while he was still inside her pussy. Double penetration. The stretch was intense—burning, overwhelming, perfect. Inch by inch he worked it in until she was stuffed full, Victor’s cock and the plug separated only by a thin wall. Jade reached back, finding Lila’s clit with expert fingers, rubbing fast and hard. “Now,” Victor growled. “Come now.” Lila shattered. Her entire body seized—pussy and ass clenching in waves, squirting hard around Victor’s cock, soaking the sheets. She screamed into Jade’s pussy, the sound muffled and raw.

Later, I changed the sheets to gray. Sophia kept talking, unaware. "So if your fiance couldn't even handle pink sheets, maybe he didn't love you enough." The cup burned my fingers. I almost dropped it. I tried to smile. "Maybe he didn't." The room went quiet. Sophia looked confused, but Luca's voice turned cold before she could ask. "Or maybe he came back and found out the woman waiting for him hadn't waited at all." My breath caught. Sophia frowned. "Luca, what does that mean?"

We watched the rain fall outside, and it was therapeutic, filling me with a sense of calmness, and joy. “Now there’s only one more thing I need.” I said, watching Sadie and Jude scream as they played dress up, jumping over chairs and tables. “What’s that? Let’s get it done.” “I want to turn Sadie and Jude’s fanfic into reality.” “You want to put the story out into the world?” He asked, curiously.

She slipped off the boulder and lay on the ground, and she began to sob softly. She cried herself to sleep and when she woke up about two hours later, she felt dizzy and disoriented. The sun was still up in the sky and blazing like a ball of fire. She thought it was odd that there was this much sunshine at this time of the year, or maybe this sun was being manipulated by Nikjin and his mystic buddy who seemed to be an expert in creating this sort of grand illusion. It occurred to her then that this place wasn’t real, it was Nikjin’s torture chamber for all of his enemies. He could make the weather as hot or as cold as he wanted, regardless of what time of year it was. That was an insane amou

It might hurt but it's better than ruining her future. "One question though to test if you're now really in your right mind." Hillary said gazing at me. "Sure, go on and ask," I welcomed the task. "What is my greatest sexual fantasy?" He questioned making Ace snicker. I smirked. I can never forget. "F**king a girl who's all tied up in the middle of nowhere, surrounded with snow and the weather is freezing." I listed. "You left nothing out." Hillary stated fake crying. • AFTER SCHOOL •

I just don’t care, because I can do whatever I want to do with him when we’re home. We spent our whole time talking and not attending our first subject at all. (Please don't skip classes!) "Kanna, I have seen a makeup tutorial for a 002 cosplaying. Wanna try it out?" Noni asked. One thing that made me become close to Noni is because she is also a weeb like me. I remember when I found out that she also kept various tarpaulins and pillows of male characters in her room. She really thought that I would find it weird and I would suddenly ignore her! But I also immediately explained to her that I would not be angry because I am also a delusional fan girl. Good thing to have a friend like her but

I heard him say something, but I was still in a daze, only concentrating on the one thought was was fueling my fire. "Huh?" I asked. "What are your wildest fantasies?" He asked. "Mmmmm, they might make you think I'm a little crazy." "It's alright, I can handle it," He said. "You have to promise you won't freak out." I said. "It's fine, I promise." He answered. "Ok, well the one that terrifies me the most is to be tied up, and have a bunch of guys use me over and over over again." I answered.

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.

Damien could read her mind so what if he's aware? She shut her eyes and tried to drift to sleep. Barely thirty minutes into her sleep, she heard loud howls. Like a group of wolves were being attacked or howling out for signal. The noise came out in loud repititions and she shut her ears hard with her palms and shut her eyes tight too. Garwin had ensured he'd give them a brutal death. She refused to think to that direction. “I forgot to tell you that we werewolves can be rebirthed. I'll be back for you fuckmate.” She heard Damien's voice inside her head and screamed loudly.

"If that is what it takes to give me some breathing space, I’ll cuss you out till one of us gets tired and it won’t be me.” They looked at each other, having one of their annoying silent conversations. And in the heat of the moment, my phone vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and my stomach dropped to the floor. Notifications everywhere. Videos already posted. Comments exploding. "OMG THE PRINCESS HAS FOUR BODYGUARDS" "are they all dating her????? REVERSE HAREM VIBES" "this is literally fanfiction come to life" "she looked SO pissed lmaooo"