'She didn't see shadows. She knew the steps because she had already walked them." When Krystal woke up in 1898 in the arms of a young Polly Gray, she brought twenty-five years of modern 2026 memories into the cold, coal-dusted grime of Watery Lane. She remembered the shows, the books, the dates, and the exact sequence of tragedies destined to tear the Shelby family apart. For two decades, she played the quiet background character: scrubbing step-stones with lye, painting futuristic glass spires in secret, and binding a dark blue thread to Thomas Shelby's wrist before he marched off to the mud of France. She promised herself she'd stay a spectator. She promised herself she'd let the canon timeline run its course. She was wrong. You can't watch the man you love drown in war noise and stay silent. You can't watch Arthur break, John bleed, or Michael rot in the Highlands when you hold the pen. Rewriting history comes at a price. As Inspector Campbell closes in, IRA bullets fly, and the looming shadows of 1924 threaten to drag her into the sea, Krystal must use every line of her secret knowledge to save the Shelbys. Because Thomas Shelby isn't just building an empire anymore. He's executing a holy blueprint written in her ink -and he will tear all of England apart before he lets her go. THIS WILL HAVE A BOOK TWO

You pick up a call that was never meant for you, and suddenly your nights are shared with someone who is technically a global idol but mostly just tired and funny at 2 a.m. Somewhere in between a very large dog and random late-night conversations, the texts and calls become something he starts looking forward to more than he should. You don't feel like a fan to him-more like a long-lost, unusually calm best friend who somehow fits into his life like you were always there. And maybe something more.

"𝙄𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝-𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙖 1, 𝙊𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧 𝙋𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙞 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙖 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙯𝙚𝙧𝙤 𝙫𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙨-𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙎𝙞𝙤𝙛𝙧𝙖 𝙇𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚." For Oscar Piastri, life is a series of high-speed equations, a disciplined vacuum of data, telemetry, and clinical precision. But when he returns home to the rugged coast of Australia for the off-season, he finds his quiet sanctuary occupied by a variable he didn't calculate: Siofra Larkin. Siofra is a writer who is messy, poetic, and fueled by the very human chaos that Oscar has spent his career trying to eliminate. Forced into a shared living arrangement by a twist of fate and family connections, the two are a study in friction. He views her work as inefficient; she views his life as a hollow pursuit of speed. As the season looms and the pressure of the global stage beckons, they must decide if their connection is merely a temporary detour or a permanent change in their trajectory. In a sport where every second counts, they are about to learn that some of the best stories happen when you finally stop watching the clock.

Hwang Mingyue is the kind of woman the world worships from a distance. An elusive global actress, fashion darling, box-office monster, and certified "Digital Ghost," she appears online once every few months, attends a few public events a year, and leaves the entertainment industry guessing whether she is being mysterious on purpose or simply forgot Instagram exists. Kim Seokjin, meanwhile, has survived military service, global fame, BTS chaos, and his own dramatic tendencies. What he has not survived is Mingyue accidentally walking into the wrong lounge, running into glass doors, forgetting her phone in impossible places, and looking at him with those calm, devastating eyes like she has no idea she is ruining his life. Between secret dinners, luxury apartments, missing phones, family holidays, jealous misunderstandings, and a growing problem called "Kim Seokjin is down catastrophically bad," two people with impossible schedules try to figure out if love can work when the whole world is waiting to watch. Or worse- when BTS finds out first. --- Genre: BTS Fanfiction, Romantic Comedy, Celebrity Romance, Idol x Actress, Slow Burn-ish, Chaotic Domestic Fluff Main Pairing: Kim Seokjin x Hwang Mingyue / OC Vibe: "he fell first and fell loud," emotionally sincere menace x dramatic husband material --- Disclaimer This is a work of fiction written for entertainment purposes only. I do not own BTS, Kim Seokjin, any real public figures, brands, companies, locations, songs, films, or images referenced or used for inspiration. All real people are fictionalized within this story, and no claim of ownership is made over them because owning people would, in fact, be human trafficking 🫠 Original characters, fictional plotlines, and story-specific worldbuilding belong to the author.

Korea's biggest snowstorm in decades. You're stranded at Jeju airport with thousands of other travelers. Sleeping on benches. Eating vending machine food. Watching the snow pile higher outside while departure boards flash "CANCELLED" in red. OR Your ultimate bias, Min Yoongi, your favorite of seven, whose lyrics you know by heart, looks at you and says: "I have a friend with an empty cabin. There's a fireplace. Real food. Want to wait out the storm there instead?" Which do you choose? For Samantha Clarke, the choice should be obvious. But three days snowed in with Min Yoongi, no cameras, no managers, no performance, turns a simple survival decision into something dangerous to her heart.

If you're new here... I really hate writing descriptions.... if you're not new here.... I started re-watching One Piece again....expect more stories >.< hahaha

[UNDER EDITING] When Jouno Todoroki was born both quirkless and blind, his father immediately dismissed him as a failure. But over the years of being ignored by everyone but his mother, he learned how to heal. Experimenting on himself to create the ultimate medical serum for his future brothers and sisters that he knows will get hurt.

Danbi dies in her world... only to wake up inside her favorite historical novel as the villainess destined to die. Now trapped as Lady Hwayoung, the ruthless noblewoman who ruined everything for love, Danbi knows exactly how her story ends. Execution. Betrayal. Tragedy. Determined to survive, she abandons the villain role, befriends the story's heroine, and tries to live quietly. But the Crown Prince Heesueng who was never meant to look at her begins watching her differently. And fate? Fate does not like being rewritten.

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The war between gods should have ended with victory. Instead, Odin All-Father returns from Jotunheim carrying three children- one born of thunder, one born of frost, and one... whose origin even the gods cannot see. Reborn into the Marvel world as Odin's third son, Alexander Ashborn Odinson grows beneath the golden halls of Asgard-quiet, observant, and far too calm for a child of gods. While Thor shines like lightning and Loki walks the edge of shadow, Alexander sleeps peacefully... as if the universe itself has agreed not to look at him. But silence does not mean weakness. Hidden beneath his innocent smile is a sign-in system, awakening powers drawn from worlds beyond gods and myths. Fire that should not exist. Wisdom that predates fate. A presence that makes even Yggdrasil bend its roots in protection. As Alexander grows, so do the questions. Why can divine authority not command him? Why do cosmic beings fail to notice his existence? And why does Odin-ruler of realms-hesitate when he looks upon his youngest son? In Asgard, laughter echoes and brotherhood is forged. Beyond it, the cosmos stirs-aware that something is missing. Because some flames are not meant to burn yet. And when the world finally dares to look at Odin's third son... it may already be too late.