Adoptedchildren Stories

I am a system. Everyone calls me Golden Finger. I am intelligent and as gorgeous as a flower, desired by all. I have carefully selected a host who is stupid and cowardly, unmotivated, and absolute trash, one who can best show off my wisdom and brilliance. I had originally thought that in this place which reveres alchemists, I would be able to work with my host to refine godly elixirs and accomplish great things. But I'm starting to realise, something isn't quite right... Cowardly=killing off his evil disciple with 2 words? Trash=refining a legendary elixir in 2 seconds? Huh? Wait, why am I being used to refine poison, help! Only later did I find out, this host has another identity, the villain!! The infamous demon of the neighbouring continent that turns people's faces pale with fear, the evil demon king that can silence the cries of children in the night.

Your ex, Gru, has shown up unannounced. Despicable as he is, why is he here? And, why does he look so... sad? No matter; he needs to leave. Collab between my colleague and I.

The perfect life with Marco is all that Jean ever wanted.

It had been a while since Actvia had been summoned. She never expected her next one to involve adopting a mortal, though.

"I will come, I will come for you, just hold one. I'll meet you again in my next life, remember me , I will make sure just believe me just trust me trust on us " he said holding her hands . "I know you will make it , I will wait for you , please come as soon as possible. I can't live without you " she said in her last breath. He was holding her in his arms but it wouldn't help him. He saw that her eyes were closing slowly. "Sleep sleep my princess " he said and kissed on her forehead for the last time , he felt like his life also wanted to go with her princess so he let it go . Prince of Olympus Matthew and Princess of Atlantis Aastha were madly in love but they failed to be with each other. Their love was so pure that the angels gave them another chance. Will they find their way back to each other ? Will Aastha find Matt ? Will Matt spend his life with his love? or will they be separated forever? Read to find out those questions . THIS Y/N STORY OF MATTHEW AND MY FRIEND 💜

On one dark gloomy night, The fathers of two adopted children are dragged from their home thus making the two adopted kids, stranded, alone and once again orphans. But are they really dead? And who- what was the beast that took both, Gravin and ______

Set post-Season 2, so you know, SPOILERS. Grogu is gone, far away from his adopted father Din Djarin. They both feel the agony of their separation and try to go on with their lives without too much success. Luke Skywalker decides to intervene.

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It has always been a mystery for them why the Generation of Miracles, their phantom sixth man, their manager and Kagami seemed so closed. It could be understandable for the former Teiko students, but what about Kagami? What did those longing stares, those cryptic conversations mean? One day, they had the possibility to ask them all. And the answer shook them to their very core. "Kise, Midorima, Aomine, Murasakibara, Akashi, Momoi, Kuroko, Kagami... There was a time where those names didn't exist for us." "We were united under one same name." "Moriyasu..." [Kuroko No Basket Fanfiction]

Quentin Warner seemed to lose everything in one night; first his best friend, then his home, but little did he know he'd gain a new home and family on that fateful night.

In an unnervingly ordered house ruled by the exacting Miss Catherine Abbott, young Peter Sutton enters a household of adopted children trained to music, study, and perfect obedience, only to discover that beneath its polished manners and stately appearance there lies a dread too terrible to name. When Josephine, one of the house's most composed and dutiful daughters, suffers a strange encounter that leaves both body and spirit refashioned, the discipline of the home begins to give way to something darker and more ravenous. The children are forced to reckon with the possibility that the evil haunting them has long been fostered within the very walls meant to shelter them.