"Hello neighbour!" She drunkenly smile with her eyes half closed. "Get out of my apartment." Was the first thing that Yoongi told her. Credits for the cover goes to @Jiminfication ❤️ Started: June 14, 2017 End: Sept. 25, 2017 Highest rank: #7 in fanfiction (9/23/17)

❝ You're my first love. ❞ Completion: ✔ Revision : ✔

"Hi my name is Jimin and we've been next door neighbors at this apartment complex for almost two years but I just said hi because I heard you crying ugly last night- are you okay?" Completed October 30th, 1:34 a.m

"Getting turned on, noona?" He asked coyly. "I'm too sexy, right?" He winked at you, causing you to scoff. "I know I'm handsome, you don't have to say it." "Because I'm not even gonna say it." You said. "Stop being full of yourself and work with that stunt you can't even perfect." With that, his jaws fell and looked at you unbelievably. His eyes popping out of his eye sockets as he asks you again, "You don't find that sexy nor hot?" Yes you did, but no! You're not going to admit that. "Nope, you look. . ." You acted like you're thinking, "You look like a kid, trying to act cool. Tsk, such a baby you are." -- "Wherein, Jeon Jungkook finds comfort in YOU." - golden_usagi17 Date Started: [October 30, 2017] Date Ended: [August 13, 2018]

COMPLETED "When I saw you crying I just want to hug you tight and tell you that everything's gonna be alright." -Kim Taehyung What happens if a crybaby meets a cold-hearted boy that hates people crying? Lee Soeun, a crybaby and Kim Taehyung, the deadly attractive yet cold-hearted guy. Will Soeun be crying more, or will she manage to make the cold-hearted boy, Kim Taehyung turn warm again? •HIGH SCHOOL AU• My first fanfiction 🌺 🐨 HIT 1MIL IN 04.02.21! 🌻 Story started: 1/7/2018 Story ended: 29/7/2021 *English is not my first language* SLOW AND LONG PROCESS STORY 🌼 GOT A FEW OF RANDOM CHAPTERS 🌼 [The chapters gets better and interesting at the back!] ⚠️⚠️ I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING IN THIS BOOK EXCEPT FOR MY OC ⚠️⚠️ ©seokprinceu2018

who doesn't love a good ol' slow burn & pining fan fic? . After your 6th year at Hogwarts, the Weasley family invites you to spend the summer at their house. A long-harbored crush on your best friend Ron proves to make your summer at The Burrow very interesting... . p.s: in no way does this fic follow the storyline of the actual books. it's just something light hearted so the events that happen during the Half Blood Prince (such as the burning of the Burrow) don't occur in this story.

Book 2 Everyone knew the story of the Boy Who Lived. But many weren't familiar with the story of the Girl Who Knitted. Eleanor Ross knitted her way to victory, her knitted garments protected those who fought against the Dark Lord and his followers, and to think it all started with a prank. Back in their fifth year of Hogwarts, Fred and George Weasley attempted to unleash one of their pranks on the unsuspecting Hufflepuff, and when it failed, they were determined to figure out how Eleanor deflected every single one of their attempts. They discovered so much more. George discovered that knitting posed an actual threat. Fred discovered that behind the innocent knitting was a fearless badger ready to fight. Eleanor discovered that she fell in love with a boy who smelled like gunpowder and cinnamon. The war might have been over, but the adventure was far from it. Book One: Tightly Knit Book Two: Gunpowder and Cinnamon Book Three : TBA

"She could always help me find light in the darkness." Weakening her, wilting her, a blood malediction poisons her. Astoria Greengrass was never destined for much. Never destined for love, or adventure -- never destined for life. But despite it all, the fates, the stars, destiny -- a life, she lives. And what a wonderful one it is. In her unexpected romance with Draco Malfoy, she discovers that just being alive and truly living are two different things. part one of the 'Astoria Greengrass' series

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Judith Wagner didn't want to talk to the dead, but the dead didn't really give her a say in the matter.