Yuzuru Hanyu is currently one of the best figure skaters in the world, and with the Olympics looming in just over a year, the stress of whether or not he will successfully defend his Olympic title is slowly wearing him to the bone. However, when Yuzuru suddenly decides to move to Toronto, Canada to train with his fellow skating competitor Javier Fernandez, everything changes.

Javier Fernández es un exitoso patinador artístico que entrena junto a su mejor amigo y acérrimo rival Yuzuru Hanyu. El amor también le sonríe: tiene una relación estable con su novia Miki con quien planea casarse pronto. Pero, un día unas pastillas misteriosas causarán un enredo que provocará que su vida perfecta se caiga a pedazos. ¿Será Javier capaz de reconstruir su vida?

Darren Conte is rich, famous, spoiled and an asshole. He's your typical popular guy and not to mention that he's a playboy too. One day, he met a girl that made his life miserable. She crashed her motorcycle to his brand new car, she then managed to slap him in front of a lot of people and not to mention he's going to be her mentor. He hates her but can't help to think about her multiple times a day.

the ideal we should strive for is peace. strolling in a field of zinnias, taking in their smell, taking in their touch. wouldn't that be lovely? unfortunately, such a field does not exist in the physical. at least not in the current form of the physical. - Zinnia is a woman who only dreams of her ambitions taking her as high as the ceiling of life will let her go. Albeit being only 24 years young, she has grown up in the farmlands of Texas amidst her mother and two older brothers, Travis and Walt, but yearns for a taste of the big city. A city away from the pain of her exes, a city where she could lick her wounds and find her purpose anew. Also, to escape being badgered with a loveless marriage to a man with eyes as wandering as a bee fluttering in the wind. Her eye for detail and her split-thinking gave her the perfect opportunity to make her daring escape to the lovely city in the sun, Miami, Florida. Her new role is small, a Senior Technical Writer at the Miami branch of Wolfe Enterprises, but puts her eyes privy to the information that dwells both in and outside the walls of the glittering building in the Miami skyline. A crooked detail noticed in a document one fated day puts her in the eye of the biggest wig himself, Apollo. Named after the sun-god himself, eyes bluer than the depths of the most beautiful sea, but in their hollowness lies pain. The funny thing about life is, no matter how much one tries to run from their destiny or to avoid the simmering truths, it is that mere avoidance that rears back to hit tenfold. Problems do not go away, they adapt. And nothing stands in the way of life's will. Along with life's love. What seemed to be an innocent mistake, was a mere shift in the cards of life to bring them one step closer to their very own field of zinnias. And what seems to be an impossible pairing is more than a coincidence. May the resilience of the Zinnia be an omen to how their pairing will fare in life's plans for them.

❝ Your love for someone can make you loathe yourself ❞ "Why are you late?" I asked him. He dropped his coat on the couch and seemed tired. "I had some important works to complete, " he avoided my eyes, making it less obvious. My gaze stopped on his neck, there was a fresh hickey. I felt a strong pain in my heart as if someone stabbed me right there. ••• AU | Park Jimin HIGHEST RANKING: #2 IN FANFICTION 18th June 2018 Started: 29th September 2017 Ended: 6th February 2018 Copyright© 2017-18 onemonsoon Rewritten version - ongoing

"Why won't you let me in?" "Because last time I did so, I became broken. "We can be together. Let me love you." "Love is the thing that tore me apart." _____________________________ Jimin, a Hockey player who has had a dark past Jungkook, a caring person who wants to make Jimin have a bright future

" Sex!! That's all you want ParkJimin! Then i'll show you how it is done!" Jungkook said yelling at the small boy in front of him who's looking terrified. PS: Hey fam, so... umm that s my firs fanfic, so i m sorry about some grammar errors tha t you may remarque. I m just addicted to jikook that i can watch videos and read stories about them all the time nonstop. So yeah hope you enjoy?☺ Highest ranking #1 ranking : 2 in mental #2 ranking: 8 in bromance #3 ranking: 13 in kookmin #4 ranking: 25 in vhope #5 ranking: 39 in Jikook #6 ranking: 5 in abuse #7 ranking: 12 in one-sided love

A soulmate AU where your eyes match the hair colours of your soulmate, there first name tattooed on your right wrist, and whatever is on your body appears on your soulmate Hate Love Could you possibly expect these to live in harmony? The universe works in mysterious ways. Jeon Jungkook has always hated soulmates. His eye colour changing with that of his soulmates hair, the irremovable tattoo of their name on his wrist. Park Jimin could not love soulmates more. The inseparable connection, nothing short of destiny. Who would have thought these two would end up together? Fate maybe? Will love find a way to bond them? Or will there connection be forever broken? Thank you @KookiesNCream1228 for the title and description! You really are the best!

Jeon Jungkook wants you. Like nothing he has ever wanted. But when you keep your distance due to your job, and are close with his hyungs instead... Jungkook's jealousy is unleashed... ----- "Aside from my hyungs, I've never felt--I've never cared. And I thought it would be that way forever. But then... you-" Jungkook's voice caught in his throat. He was looking down, his dark bangs almost hiding his eyes entirely. His hand trembled, once, at his side and he immediately curled it into a fist. "Jeon Jungkook," you try to say warningly. Because there was a line. And he was about to cross it. And then there would be no going back. You hated yourself for how your voice trembled on his name. His head jerked up at your broken composure, his mouth parted in surprise. You immediately take a step back. He was overwhelming you. Your heart was pounding with something painful and sharp. No, you tell yourself. Don't you dare break for even a moment. You take another step back. "Jungkook ah," you say in a nonchalant voice, forcing a smile onto your face. His eyes widen. "No, please," he leans forward, he sees you collecting your composure, he feels it slide back into place, locking him out. His eyes search your face frantically, looking for the brief glimpse of something he may have hoped for just a second ago. His hand twitches, lifting toward you ever so slightly. You look away. "I'll see you tomorrow?" You say gently. He panics, closing the distance between you in two large strides. "...What? No! Wait. I'm trying to tell you that I--" He grabs your wrist. "Call me noona," you say coldly, cutting him off. He freezes. You pull your hand out of his warm palm, the heat burned into your heart. You make yourself look at him. "I'm your noona," you repeat, your voice flat. "I--- I know," he stammers, "but, it doesn't matter. I--" ---- I do not own the BTS characters in this novel. All plot is fictional.