Foreigner Stories

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BTS 8th Member • • Eli is a mistreated 14 year old, born into a family who never wanted her. Her mother, Elizabeth, had her by mistake and she is now stuck as her personal servant, even as she is her daughter. When past secrets of Elizabeth come out and Eli's whole life comes crashing down on her, she has to make a choice. Live with the rocks or be stuck always thinking of the lemonade (reference to the first chapter) Now Eli has to live with the life she was given, through best and through worst. Maybe it's not as bad as she thought, maybe she might just have a life in the spotlight, and with the people she could have never imagined.

In a kingdom bound by duty and tradition, Mi-ran and Crown Prince Yeong-hyun share a love that must remain hidden. Sent to China, Mi-ran returns years later as a brilliant high advisor, her presence stirring desire, jealousy, and political intrigue throughout the palace. Amid whispered conspiracies, stolen glances, and the weight of crowns and crowns-to-be, their hearts must defy tradition, ambition, and danger to claim the love they've always wanted.

"you don't look Korean, are you from somewhere else??" A Kim Seokjin fanfiction •ON GOING• □On hold ♤Important A/N: The last chapters (ch 14 to 17) are bit mixed up. I published them in correct order but Idk what's wrong, they're just rearranged somehow. I'm trying to fix it but please don't mix them up. And read them in number order. Thank you♤ started: 04/04/2023

A new student has arrived at your high school. Not just any student, a foreign one! Her hair is long and black, eyes dark and doe, and seems to have a love for the color blue. Literally the cutest girl in the world, but one problem. She's from Korea, she doesn't know English. You promise to stay by her side at all times, but can you keep that promise? "You understand me..?" -For fanboys and girls! -Son Naeun x reader Cover: PicsArt

It's the early 70's and Augusta or Gusta has a love for playing rock music. Her instruments are, electric guitar, drums, and tenor saxaphone. When a band calls her up and asks her to join she thinks her dream will come true but will it be enough? Or is it just one of those punky rock bands that don't get anywhere?

A college dormitory is home to students from the world, as they make new friends, find new loves and new experiences Note: this is based on the Netflix show call ' So Not Worth It' it's a really funny k-drama sitcom and it haves English dub and subtitles! Also Se-Wan and Hyun-min won't be in this show but other two oc's will be takin' there places, hope you guys like the book and I recomend you guys to watch it and I'll tell ya I love it!

Haeun is adopted. With no knowledge of her parents, she sticks out in South Korea. Her life is constantly busy, but that's the way she likes it. Otherwise things like constantly feeling out of place become more aware. Managing and organising makes her feel purposeful. With an uncle that owns an entertainment company, she lands a job managing K-POP groups. Meeting her new group to manage, Seventeen, her comforts of order and control become pushed to their limits. She's forced to acknowledge who she is as she meets new people. Finding comfort in the members of Seventeen, and in some more than others, she is faced with the biggest decision of her life.

"Is this the end? When all the people have had enough....I'm begging please just one day..." Nothing was said.

Fatima found herself stuck at a foreign country, with no one supporting her, she had to take care of her baby and protect him from his own father, praying to allah everyday and night to give her hope to hold on into....will she survive the cruel world alone ? let's find out.

In a world where a black girl who loves Korean culture, transfers over seas and meets seven boys who think brown skin and braces with a tongue piercing is sexy. "So, where did you come from?" Jimin:Busan Yoongi: Daegu Hoseok:Gwangju Namjoon: Ilsan Jungkook: Busan Seokjin: Anyang Taehyung: Daegu "...I came from, Hartford."

Chan is a good boy and is probably giggling and kicking his (not) tiny feet. Han and Lix are good friends. Anxiety and Overthinking are main characters. Brother being a brother. Uncle is weird, but good. The ex is a A level jerk. The world is weirder by the minute. Denial is not a river in Egypt. The Friend™ is a good friend. [Straykids Bangchan fanfiction. This is a slow-burn in a glaciar slow kinda way, so long chapters, bottled emotions and the longing of a hand touch in a victorian way. Just sad, fluff and stuff. Adult because there's some heavy topics.] [Soulmates AU, but right in the moment it all started, so get ready to people loosing their shit.] [Also, get ready to read (or ignore) a million author notes.]

Every year, the sacred hill town of Tirumala, home to Lord Venkateswara, draws millions of devotees from across the world. For Non-Resident Indians (NRIs) and foreign nationals, the spiritual calling is often accompanied by logistical challenges. To ease their pilgrimage experience, the Tirumala Tirupati Devasthanams (TTD) has made special arrangements - most notably, the Supadam Entry for NRI Darshan at Tirumala.

"My bitch a foreigner and she love to fuck She suck it up, make her fall in love"

Giselle Macalino posseses goddess like beauty inside and out, but like a butterfly, she can't see how beautiful she is. which makes the fact that she's obsessed with butterflies all that more interesting. what happens when the shy filipina girl moves to Tulsa Oklahoma and meets the town bad boy? will he just see her as another body to add to the list? or will she be different? read to find out.

but the absence of her is everywhere i look. it's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest. but in a way, i'm glad the pain is my only reminder that you were real, and that whatever we had, was real, too.