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Hybrid Island | K.TH by Kim_Hyun_jae_95
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100 years ago hybrids were found and exposed to humans for the first time. After a few incidents caused by hybrids they were forced back to their island. What happens when 100 years later a human comes to their island out of curiosity? What do the trees hide from the shore?
Let Me Know BTS;Suga by ItsPow
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I wish I never met you, because of you I'm letting you inside. I know you will destroy me and leave me broken, but I can't help but feel free when I'm with you. Let me know if you will hurt me, even if you will I'll enjoy the pain you bring me even if its just for a while. Kim Solbi has grew up watching her father live in lies with her mother. The late nights and sudden phone calls. Watching her mother cry late at night knowing what her father was doing with other women has led young Solbi to believe that all men are the same That love is not real. That all men cannot be trusted. Until Min Yoongi the wild youngster with a dark pass enters her life. Can he break down her walls or will he corrupt her?
우산 (UMBRELLA) || MIN YOONGI by bangtanfanficshere
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A very short story. ||"Everything started with this umbrella, it all ended with this umbrella." || A Yoongi story. -COMPLETED ON : 16/07/2016- ⚠️ Everything/Everyone in this story is PURELY FICTIONAL! Any similarities with any other stories you have read, it's just purely coincidence.⚠️
W I L D : BTS | suga by Pocahontasmind
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It's three in the morning and we're out here, celebrating something not worthy of laugh. But we keep on doing it, we keep hurting our souls pretending it's fine because we're young, pretending time will heal us. For two years we've been pretending that this aching pain in our chest isn't slowly eating us alive. We hide behind smiles and cheap alcohol like it'll trick our brains into believing we're okay. For a while I really did believe we'd be fine, that we'd always get away with it, but right now at three in the morning at the edge of a cliff staring the ocean I'm not so sure.