In which seven gods convince an introvert to travel through different universes in order to regain their powers, because how bad could it be, right? ... Mount Ego was dying and so were the gods. With no admirers left to believe in their existence the seven creators of planet Myra had no choice but to wait for their death, trapped in cycles of despair and fear. Where everyone had given up on hope for a change in fate, Jimin -god of dreams- kept his, believing that someone out there would think of them. That someone would show up and give them the chance to make things right. Because after all, all they needed was the littlest of glowing light to cast away the darkness that had filled their worlds. And like that light Nora flared, her simple school assignment turning in so much more as she suddenly found herself in front of seven beautiful gods; gods that were dying. And so her adventure began. ... A BTS god AU • fantasy ff ... (Let's get it, I'm excited to write this one! ^-^)

Who is Ace? Besides being the deadliest hitman on the market in the underground, whose really under the hood? The answers simple, well for you at least, because you are Ace. When you're not busy blurring yourself into the background noises of school, you were making a killing in the underground, both literally and figuratively. For years now Ace has become an infamous name among the other gangs and holds the reputation of being lethal and untouchable. But that all changes after a slip up that causes you to attract the unwanted attention of one persistent seven member gang. A gang that's been dying to know, who is Ace? Disclaimers: *It's my first book + no smut (also I only really write smut if it fits the plot, and I think stories can be good even without there being smut in it) ~~~ Originally posted on Wattpad, if you see this story outside of this platform, please exit and immediately notify the author. Text copyright © tokki-maknae ™ 2018 The moral right of the author has been asserted. All rights reserved. This story is published subject to the condition that it shall not be reproduced or retransmitted in whole or in part, in any manner, without the written consent of the copyright holder, and any infringement of this is a violation of copyright law. A single copy of the materials available in this story may be made, solely for personal, noncommercial use. Individuals must preserve any copyright or other notices contained in or associated with them. Users may not distribute said copies to others, whether or not in electronic form or in hard copy, without prior written consent of the copyright holder of the materials. Contact information for requests for permission to reproduce or distribute materials available through this course are listed below: tokkimaknaewrites@gmail.com

in which you find your soulmate, but it instead of one person, you have seven

Quand j'étais au collège on me maltraiter plus particulièrement les filles parce que j'étais souvent dans mon coin mais c'est parce que je suis timide et j'étais tout le temps dans mon coin tout seul je n'arrivais pas à aller vers les gens et les garçons venez tout le temps me voir et ça a énervé les filles de ma classe et quand j'ai fini le collège j'ai pris une décision je voulais changer de personnalité et d'apparence pour ne plus jamais revivre ce que j'ai vécu au collège mais est-ce que c'est le bon choix ? c'est ma première fanfiction sur wattpad mais j'ai fait des fanfiction sur YouTube mon nom et Korari si vous voulez aller voir et je mettrai aussi cette fanfiction sur Youtube en juin. Et vous pouvez me dire en commentaire si elle vous plaît

NOW AVAILABLE AT DREAME When a young 17 year old girl and her friend went to an empty mansion that is reported as 'haunted' she never knew that her life would changed when she accidentally woke up 7 dangerous vampires that has been asleep for centuries. And boy is she in for a long-ass ride of fantasy shit that she never even knew about. **** NOTE: DIS IS A BTSXREADER WHICH MEANT 7 BOYS SHARE THE SAME GIRL AND IF Y'ALL DON'T LIKE STORIES LIKE THESE THEN GTFO... tq WARNING: VERY CLICHÉ SHIT IF YOU LIKE CLICHÉ SHIT THEN WELCOME TO MY SHIT... What Start: 30/1/2018 End: 13/12/2018 Edit: The whole story is still unedited which means there's spelling and grammatical errors that I'm too lazy to fix but will eventually lol

Fire is never a gentle master. But they couldn't help it. She burned so bright. Hot to the touch. An all-consuming force. Of course they wanted her. In a world where people have the privilege to pay for their abilities, she spent her life mastering the flame she hid inside. Is she the spark they've been waiting for? Or is it destruction that she brings? A BTSxReader AU story [12/17/20 - ongoing] chapter lengths bw 2000-3000 words

The eyes that looked at her was heavy and dark with passion. He slowly walked towards her, each step measured. Anya stood still, waiting for the predator to reach her. "Burn with me in this insanity." His whisper, a silken temptation. "Thirst with me for this passion." "Let me serve you.... Let me ruin you...." He stopped before her, their lips inches apart. He closed the distance as another pair of arms wrapped around her from behind. His lips touching hers, he spoke against them, "You are my addiction and salvation. And we, will never let you go." 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸 🌸 A darkly forbidden Auction in the veils of night catering to the morbid appetites of the wealthy in a world of legalized slave hybrids. Results in A melody of storm uniting the fates of a powerful Heiress with 7 mysteriously seductive & deadly hybrids The dark spiralling descent into the fever of passion & longing entwining their hungers while being targeted by an unknown enemy. What will be the result of the lethal games to Anya & the hybrids caught in a velvety prison of their own cravings for each other.... But slowly, the realization trickled in. . . . All was not normal as it should be, the love they forged, was a test of devotion that was still withstanding the time since before time began. . . Warnings : Abuse, R@pe, Dark Themes, Blood, Possesive behaviour, Mature subjects. Romance, fluff and Comedy is in abundance too 😉 #1 btsromance

Surprise! Your parents have been keeping a secret from you - you are royal princess and sole heir to the throne. To break the news to you, your parents have sent you to a neighboring kingdom where seven handsome, irresistible princes will teach you all you need to know about becoming the next ruler. But as soon as you arrive, threats of all kinds find you. Someone in the castle does not want you to take your place as princess. Is the prince you're falling for the very one trying to destroy you? *You do not need to be a BTS fan to enjoy this story. **Disclaimer: All characters in this story are completely fictional, and do not represent the real personalities of BTS members. Random Ratings ~ #1 - Fluff (Aug 2018) #1 - Hoseok (7.8.18) #1 - Royalty (Aug 2018) #2 - Princess (Aug 2018) #2 - Namjoon (7.8.18) #3 - Jin x Reader (Aug 2018) #7 - NamjoonxReader (Aug 2018) #7 - Suga x Reader (Aug 2018) #8 - Namjoon x Reader (Aug 2018) #10 - Jungkook (Aug 2018) #10 - Princess (Aug 2018) #10 - TaehyungxReader (Aug 2018) #18 - Jimin x Reader (Aug 2018) #18 - Yoongi x Reader (Aug 2018)

Dans cette académie particulière, je portais la couleur blanche, celle des moins instables. Il y avait aussi les bracelets verts, les oranges, les rouges et bien évidemment, les violets. Ceux là, ils étaient les plus dangereux. Peu d'entre nous avaient croisé leur regard, mais la rumeur racontaient qu'ils étaient fatalement beaux. Mais moi, je ne savais rien de tout ça. Et moi, pauvre brebis égarée, me suis retrouvée au centre de leur petit jeu de loup. "- Est-ce que tu as...tué des gens ? - Mon pauvre agneau, j'ai fait pire que ça." Et voilà comment je suis devenue le passe-temps de ces malades bien trop malins. Ils s'étaient lancés dans une compétition dont j'étais la clé, et mes sentiments leur importaient peu. Blanc, symbole de pureté et d'innocence. Vert, symbole de courage et de vaillance. Rouge, symbole de guerre, de colère et d'amour. Pourpre, symbole de luxure et de désirs. Il n'y avait pas plus interdit paradoxe que ces quatres couleurs, et de leurs rapports.