Wicked Fans Novels & Stories

Lila’s heart slammed against her ribs like it wanted to burst out. She sat frozen on Ethan’s lap, his thick cock buried all the way inside her dripping pussy. Every tiny movement made her feel him even deeper. Alex stood at the fridge, the soft light spilling across the floor, only a few feet from where his little sister was secretly riding his best friend’s dick.

Wicked’s voice was silky smooth, a dangerous purr. “I care.” I couldn’t move. “Obviously I care about him Wicked, he was just comforting me. Just being a friend.” “A friend?” Wicked’s eyebrows disappeared into his hairline. “A friend you share saliva with huh? Is that the kind of friends you need?” “What has it got to do with you Wicked? You aren’t my brother.” He ignored me totally. His free hand popping the button of my black jeans. “Is that the kind of friend you need Chelsea? This type of friend? Because this is all you are going to get from this club.” His hand delved downward. Straight into my panties and across my clit.

Their features were twisted with rage and resentment, and those who did not know what happened would think that Vicky had murdered their families. Vicky came to an assumption that the young women had to be Sheila's fans. There was no point in reasoning with fanatics, so she immediately backed away into the hotel. Seeing how she was running away, the fans ran after her. "Hurry! Catch that b*tch! Don't let her get away!" "Karma will get her! If justice isn't served, we'll give her the punishment she deserves!" "Avenge Sheila!" The security in the five-star hotel was strict, and the guards immediately hurried over.

She realized that he had already lost five million fans on Weibo. In the short period that she scrolled through the hot topics, the number had already reached five million. Josh’s fans were different from other idols’ fans… Other idols would purchase fake fans to make themselves appear popular. However, Josh’s fans were all genuine fans. The company had never bought a single fan for Josh. What did losing five million fans mean? This was an inestimable loss. “You’ve already lost five million followers…” Annabeth added. Josh was still calm. “Yeah, as expected…”

I said. He glanced at me, a flicker of surprise in his eyes, then waved over the waiter, ordering a double vodka for me and an espresso for himself. “I need alcohol to process this reality,” I said quickly, cutting him off before he could comment. “This is a first, getting pranked through Tinder. And the mastermind are teenager?” Julian chuckled softly, his laugh low and rich. “Kids these days are creative. Unfortunately, they don’t always use that creativity wisely.”

"Bullshit. I'm not twelve, Sierra. I'm giving you one more chance." So much for trying. My head dipped low, and I drew a shaky breath as I lifted it up. "I'm sorry." Scarlett's brows rose, and for a split second her mouth opened; she clearly didn't believe me. "I thought you were better. You know the rules; the Vixens are exclusive. We do not sleep with customers, not even if they're VIPs." Lifting my head up, I protested. "It was one kiss; I've not been sleeping with Dante."

"Chaotic Private Life, Alice's Elimination from the Girl Group Show Expected" "Alice Hypes Her Romance, Wade's Fans Dissatisfied" "Rich Girl Alice's Road to the Top, Unimaginable and Disgusting!" The trolls dug up dirt about Alice during the girl group show, which damaged her public image. Wade's frenetic fans were dissatisfied with Alice and Wade's shipping, to begin with. The trolls left negative comments on the sore point, claiming that Wade refused to ship with Alice from the very beginning and that the cheeky woman piggybacked on his popularity.

The man cleared his throat and introduced with pride, “Miss Laking, these are my friends. All of them are your loyal fans and have come to Alice’s Table this evening because of you!” Gwen and the others stood up hastily, a little panicky and all over the place. “Miss Laking, nice to meet you. I’m Gwen Gonzalez, your ardent fangirl! I’m a Bella!” Annabelle’s fans had a name—they were called Bellas. Annabelle smiled when she heard it. She reeled her gaze in from Zayn and beamed at Gwen. “Miss Gonzalez, nice to meet you too. Thank you for your support.” Gwen pinked and grew more flustered. “No, no, Miss Laking, you’re so gorgeous. You look even better than you do on TV! It’s really my honor to

"Did she use black magic to harm her own flesh and blood? How despicable! She deserves to suffer a horrible death!" "Adelia Quentin got what was coming to her! She tried to steal her sister's grades and health, only to end up stealing AIDS! That's karma, bitch!" "Take her down! She deserves to suffer!" Words like witch, evil woman, and demon were quickly associated with Mom. Adelia, who was Mom's favorite and all, was naturally involved in the online hate as well. Adelia's photos were edited into terrible things. Her past was revealed for all to see. She was doxxed in all ways possible. She soon became everyone's target of hatred, her reputation ruined for this life and the next.

Then, with a sinister grin, he said, "I'll make that man regret refusing me." "Exactly! That woman has no idea what she's missing. She's so ungrateful." "Don't worry, Skyler. I've already mobilized the fans. We'll make sure they have nowhere to hide," another person said. "Excellent. All of you will be rewarded well tonight," Skyler said, throwing himself at the two women. Meanwhile, Henry closed the door and returned to check his phone. Sure enough, the fans had gone wild, pushing multiple topics onto the trending list.