Novel & Cerita Weirdest Fanfictions

Alice said "So Nikki what's you're hobby"..I asked "Texting"...she replied immediately while we stared at her in amazement "Am kidding"...she said and we laughed "I love dancing".. I said "And I singing"...Alice said "Now will you tell us your real hobby?"...I asked "Oh, I love reading"..she said "Oh my gosh".. Alice screamed "You read?"...I asked in shock "Yeah"..I said "well I thought you would be a... "Spoilt brat"... She cut in

I felt the falling temperature as well and noticed that there must something terrible happened, so I said to her: "Well, Miss Isabella, if it's hard to say you could just ignore me will be alright." Isabella, who had been silent at first, suddenly interrupted me, then changed back to her sloppy appearance at the beginning and said: "Weirdness is the result of the unwillingness of people after death, the spiritual wisdom born after a hundred years of immortality, and the rumours spread by word of mouth. In the final analysis, weirdness is the existence of hatred and resentment, do you understand, little cutie."

Weirdo. This story will also contain some mild reluctance/non consent sex. The universe this story exists in is in my head. There are no STDs, no crazy people that want to machete you in the dick, none of the reasons it would be terrifying if this were a true story, which it isn't. Doing any of the things in this fictional story in real life could get you a very real STD, stabbed, raped, arrested, imprisoned, or worst of all, grounded. Please take this for what it is, yet another of my ridiculous fantasies spewed out onto "paper" for you gaggle of perverts. Is that the right word for a group of perverts? Ah, I've got it. A gangbang. A gangbang of perverts. Perfect. This is a delightfully dev

Its name is 'What if A prodigy got reincarnated as a prince'. Please add this to your library and vote if you like it.//

I whispered. "I heard from Jonas that the fan war started because Amethyst's fans called Heidi a mistress, a snake, and a jealous bitch," she giggled. "Champagne problems. They just can’t sit on their thrones, sip champagne, watch a white firework show, and get a facial." I gave her a side glance, catching the edge of her crude humor. “Why are you so serious?” she asked, frowning at me. “I don’t know what’s going on with you, but you’ve been really quiet and always spacing out for a week now.”

Joey hung up without saying more. She leaned against the car seat, feeling annoyed. If Zachary hadn't been so active in attacking others online, would their fans ship them? Would their ship trend like that? She blamed it all on Zachary. … In the office, Zachary was sitting at his desk with a smile on his lips. With a swipe of his hand, he also liked the fanfiction written by the netizens. One had to admit that netizens nowadays were quite creative. Although the plot was simple, it conveyed true feelings and had a good touch to it.

… Clinging to the 18 male hosts Mandy had hired, I bawled my eyes out. Sipping on a cocktail, she laughed at how pathetic I was. "Oooh, looks like you like him!" Was she serious? I was heartbroken after being abandoned, yet there she was, rubbing salt on my wounds. "Hmm, fake incest—just my thing! I'm definitely writing fanfiction about you two tonight. If you like him then just jump his bones! Once you get into it, you'll forget all about everything else…" Pursing my lips, I retorted, "You're one to talk. Why aren't you making a move after hiring so many men?"

Another laugh escaped me, and the tension that had been gripping my chest and neck all evening loosened slightly. FELIX: What is it with you and these comparisons? And yes, apparently, I am the weirdest one in Whitmore High. There was no need to explain further…it was a matter of time before she’d choose to abandon me for the bandwagon of Elias’ crazed fans; everyone always did NOVELLWARRIOR: I’m an eighteen-year-old girl obsessed with morally grey male leads and crazy five-hundred-year-old fictional male beings….of course, I’m a bit quirky.

I closed my eyes breathing hard then chukled by my last statement, not like I have watched his porn video, that shit is gonna be understanding. "Mummy I can't do this.." I screamed dramatically and covered myself with the duvet once again, groaning and rolling on the bed at the same time. "He is not even handsome with the way girls always gushed at him, yuck!, All his fans are girls and definitely they've all seen his dick. Unfortunately I am getting married to my worst nightmare, I bloody hate him!" I yelled raising my legs up and hitting it together. "Aghhhhhh" I shouted dramatically and my door flung open with an angry look from my worst nightmare, speaking of the devil.

“This isn’t biology! This is N*****x with trauma!” And as if that wasn’t bad enough, Lena was been controlled like some robot. At that point, I just laughed. A weird, hysterical, tired laugh. “Of course she is,” I muttered. “Because why not? My ex-boyfriend is pregnant, his sister went full WWE on him, and I’m over here wondering if I accidentally walked into a telenovela written by a sleep-deprived alien.” I grabbed my phone and opened G****e because clearly, the only reasonable thing to do at this point was research.