Weirdest Fanfictions Novels & Stories

"Another one? Emma, this guy sounds... he sounds obsessed. He’s talking about 'ten minutes.' And 'Rose'?" "It’s just a creep, Han," I said, my voice gaining a steady, rehearsed quality. I looked at the message and rolled my eyes, though my heart was still trying to punch its way out of my chest. "I’ve been getting these for weeks. I think my number got leaked in one of those writer group chats or a promo list. Some guys think that because I write romance, I’m an open invitation for their fan-fiction fantasies." "But he sounds so... specific," Hannah whispered, her gaze still fixed on the phone.

"Move, Kaelen. Or I'm telling Jax you're bothering me again." ​"Jax is busy," he whispered, leaning down until his lips were inches from mine. "And you don't want me to move. You want to know if I'm as rough as the stories you probably make up about me." ​"Get off me and stop writing fanfics in your head, you prick!" I hissed, even as my breath hitched. ​"Is that what this is? Fanfiction?" He smirked, his eyes darkening. He didn't move an inch; if anything, he pressed closer, his heavy chest crushing my soft one. "You don't want me to move and you know it," he whispered.

Chaos is out of the gene. I smirk and entered inside my room…. All those dramas…. I hiss they always come back…. I don’t want them to ever…. I took my phone and click on my I*******m page…. Then I posted the picture I wore just my bra…. Then I wrote….What if I open an only fan page? and all my fans started commenting…. I started reading…. The holy ones were asking me not too why some naughty ones were asking me too. I then search for professor winsley but he was nowhere to be found…. Every name I search for…. He wasn’t there….

“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!”

Then, I see myself eating ice cream and a caption, dating Wifey, my little piggy, and these were photos six months ago! When we ate outside, and he treated me to some ice cream! I see that most of the comments are from my fans. [OMG, IT'S TRUE!] [WOAHH!!!] [OMG! Authornim is gay?! I SHIP!!!!] [Is he his inspiration to write the Lovers in Cirrus] - Definitely not! I just randomly thought of that concept.

But I guess it's my fate, I would be admitted into the university this year, and I guess meeting Mr grumpy would be fatal, the devil doesn't bargain anyway, it's a losing game, after all, a mafia won't have a use for me. Maybe my fairy god mother decided to make one of my silly wishes come through, and she chose the silliest, maybe this might be the hottest guy I ever set my eyes upon, he ends up being unreachable. I laid my back on the bed in defeat I can only imagine. My imagination has worked for me for ages now, i pictured a scene in my head, the perfect fifty shades scene, one of my R18 novels, taken from Kate's house, it disrupted my sexual fantasy, though I am stuck in my little house

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****** Sam's stepfather shares her body with his friends. This story features reluctance and non-consent as well as sex between a stepfather and his daughter. It is rough and hard and deeply unrealistic. This is fiction and only fiction, every fictional character is over eighteen and it should be read as fantasy, entirely unrelated to anything remotely acceptable in the real world. Nothing about this is okay, but it is hot to read fictional characters experiencing it. Enjoy. ******

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.

He asked in a soft, hoarse voice. I rolled my eyes and punched him slightly in the chest with the side of my fists. He laughed softly and stepped back. “About my fans,” he said and sighed. “Look, they are extremely crazy. Delusionally crazy. One time one of them snuck into my hotel room two seasons ago. Those people think they own me. Some even send me their underwear… ew.” I blinked, shocked at the statement. Just how crazy were these people? They knew nothing about Paul or even Drake but their fandom was toxic.