medieval world where zombies, dragons, wizards, witches, monsters, vampires, and everything else one can imagine exist. And where a young boy sets out to make a name for himself.

Scarlett Williams, strikingly beautiful, but those lips never smile. Max Cole, impossibly hot, but those eyes never stay on one girl. Then she walked into his school. Now he can't look away. And she can't figure out why he keeps trying. nigerianstory #1🏅06/06/26. abusesurvivor #1 🏅 21/06/26. protectiveboy #1 🏅 26/06/26.

just Thai Women One Shots reader's name is Sophie (Cover is from Pinterest)

"Where there is absolute light, a shadow of equal magnitude must exist." As a first-year student at Tokyo Jujutsu High, your technique is pure, radiant, and fueled by positive emotions. You distort light to dissolve the monsters born from humanity's malice. You are an outsider trying to find your footing in a world of jujutsu sorcerers, completely untainted by darkness. Then you meet Yuta Okkotsu. He is a boy drowning in a suffocating ocean of grief, carrying a terrifying Special Grade curse that isolates him from the rest of the world. Everyone sees him as a ticking time bomb. You just see a lonely boy who needs a friend. What starts with a simple strawberry candy and quiet conversations in the twilight slowly blossoms into an unbreakable bond. But the jujutsu world is unforgiving. When tragedy forces you to tap into the forbidden, terrifying counterpart of your technique-a dark beam powered by absolute loathing-an ink-like corruption begins to crawl up your arm. If it reaches your heart, your soul is lost forever. Surrounded by curses and shadows, you find that the only thing capable of pushing back your spreading darkness is the gentle touch of the boy who carries the greatest curse of all. A slow-burn, friends-to-lovers Jujutsu Kaisen fanfiction (2ND PERSON POV) Yuta x reader Inspired by "Blue" by Yung Kai. JJK BELONGS TO GEGE AKUTAMI

In the Fire Nation, every future is decided long before it is spoken aloud. [Y/n] grew up inside that certainty, trained not as a warrior or a ruler, but as a strategist shaped to stand beside the next Fire Lord and quietly help guide the course of an empire. However, after his uncle's execution for opposing Fire Lord Ozai, his family is forced into exile, and the boy who once studied Pai Sho across from Crown Prince Zuko vanishes from court life entirely. Zuko, once a frustrated boy who hated losing at games he didn't yet understand, grows into a scarred banished prince searching for his place in a world that rejected him before finally returning to his destined role as Fire Lord. The memory of those childhood matches, of a calm boy who always seemed to see too many moves ahead, fades into something almost unreal. Almost. Almost a decade later, everything changes when their paths collide again. Because some games never truly end. They only wait for the players to return. [Cover art by @AjtaiV9M4iMxtyq on Twitter] [Originally a Zuko x OC story with my OC Raiken, but changed to male reader]

Y/n's little life of hiding her bending quickly turns to finding the Avatar at her grandmother's herbal shop. And in an instant, she was locked inside a Fire Nation prison and was about to be sent off to the Fire Lord just because she was an airbender, when a masked figure swoops in and frees them. Then, after separating for a short while and meeting the group back in Ba Sing Se, she met Lee. Aang, much to his relief, learns he wasn't the last airbender anymore. Sure, it was just the two of them, but, hey, it was better than nothing. (Sorry for any mistakes; English is not my first language, and it will definitely show whenever I have to write a fight scene.) (I want just an Airbender Reader, okay? They're just as rare as Aang trying to find one.)I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING!

Naomi Park spent her entire life fighting for a future she refused to lose. As a first-generation Stanford student studying International Human Rights Law, she's only one semester away from graduation when financial problems suddenly threaten everything she worked for. One late night beneath Stanford's famous Crying Tree, she meets Kim Namjoon. What was supposed to be a single conversation between two exhausted strangers slowly turns into something neither of them expected. Between Stanford, Brussels, Seoul, and New York, Naomi and Namjoon try to navigate ambition, distance, career, fame, and the terrifying realization that love doesn't always ask you to give up your dreams - sometimes it asks you to grow beside them. A slowburn story about timing, longing, emotional honesty, and the kind of love that feels impossible until it quietly becomes home. Maybe we can both hope for a miracle.

Pond and Phuwin were married to each other for three years. A marriage in name , as Pond never wanted this and Phuwin , on the other hand , had already devoted his life to this marriage. Leaving his dreams behind. But that was before. Before that one evening, where Pond did things he would regret forever. Will he be able to correct his mistake before it's too late ?? Or Will he only regret it forever? . . . . #pondphuwin #arrangedmarraige #williamest #forcebook #auoboom #geminiforth #perthsanta #yatchsammy