VODKA | JJK
love travels in many paths. a jeongguk fic. © ULZZANGS.
"How can you not be on time for a simple arrival?" He laughs a little too evilly. "But I understand why your father put you as this low ranking job. Just a pity employment, I'm assuming." "We've only met and you're being such a-" I stop myself quickly. Oh, my goodness. I nearly just ruined everything my father truste...
Doctors. They are one of the busiest people ever on the planet Earth and out of all, Park Jimin is one of them. Serving as a part of the crew in the ER Department of Seoul Hospital, Jimin is always devoted to his work and he spends most of his time in the On Call Room. All forms of entertainment of his are put on hold...
in which a girl with an unhealthy love for starbursts and a boy whose hair has been accidentally dyed purple meet at a pharmacy and end up trapped
Luke's ass sits on a throne at the top of the social chain, but with popularity comes limitations. Don't do this; don't do that; you like which movie? As Luke loses sight of who he is, Ari Quiroz steps into his life. Spunky and loudmouthed, the fearless Filipino teen inadvertently shows Luke what it's like to live lif...
It's you, May. You're what I want forever. [COMPLETE] achievements: #1 in fanfiction
In which a girl and a boy have a one night stand and they meet again two years later.
I try so hard to forget her, but I can't. I can't forget, Brooke. Change is good, right? People change all the time. So why is it so goddamn bad that I have?
"Calum, why is everyone in this town so afraid of you?" [this isn't scary i promise]
❝i don't know whether it was the way she bit her bottom lip in concentration, her eyebrows furrowed to focus on one spot, her straight jet black ponytail swayed every movement she made, or how her brown almond shaped eyes squinted. all i know is that i found myself becoming more than willing to get injured just to see...
He just keeps proposing in the wrong ways. | © 2014 all rights reserved | teenlord | [ short story #46 and fanfic #12] [Book #1] Started: August 3, 2014 Ended: September 17, 2014
in which the number fifteen could very possibly save a poor boy's life. © calbain || lowercase intended.
[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well;...