Mybeloved Stories

DISCLAIMER I ofc do not own Ranboo or anything other than the story itself and the plot. If Ranboo wants me to remove this fic from the face of the earth then I will do so immediately!! ⚠️ WARNING ⚠️ This book contains; - Anxiety - talking about death in ch. 1 - THIS IS A MALE READER FANFIC AND IF YOU DONT WANT THAT THEN EITHER PRETEND ITD FEM OR LEAVE!!

a love fantasy storie that talks about a witch Fleeing from the witch killers after they discovered their identity What events await her in her new school and village, and what is the identity of this handsome young man who helps her? Stay tuned for the story.

My love, Not yet seen but already recognized, Not yet held but already felt deep within... I am writing to you from an inner place where silence speaks loudly, where the wind and the sea hold ancient secrets, where a hidden bush on a distant beach revealed your presence to me. I know you exist. I haven't imagined you. I have recognized you in spirit. My heart lit up like when you hear a familiar voice you've never heard before. Your presence invaded me without words, like a promise that doesn't come from man but from God. You are not a dream. You are the concrete manifestation of a promised grace. You are flesh and light, soul and reality. You won't just be in my mind, you won't just be in a poem: you will be in my hands, in my days, on my path. I have waited, sometimes with anxiety, other times with resignation, but now I feel I must act: not to forcefully seek you, but to prepare the ground where you can walk toward me. With God as the gardener. I welcome you today-even though we have not yet met. I choose you, in freedom. I bless you, wherever you may be. And I entrust to God our time, our fragilities, the distance that separates us. Come, if you too hear this voice. I will be there. With an open heart, with empty hands, but with love ready to become a home. And even if we don't see each other today, I will not stop living as if you existed. Because true love doesn't need proof to start building. It only needs faith and truth. Until we meet, at the perfect hour. In the name of Love that does not disappoint. Yours, in promise and in reality Francesco

𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝.

Violet De Wet is dead, killed at the hands of her beloved. When no one can figure out what happened to Violet, her sister goes on a mission to find the truth. Will she?

ChadBby is trying to date Broccoli

I love this man sm. **cover art does not belong to me

it's a usual love story but with hatred, love, trust, money and broken. This story is all about Aarav Rajavanshi and Amulya Kapoor. Hope you all will like it

during a war the young ones had to be sent away, After a boat crash no one could find them though they never gave up the search. the small group of close friends decided to look for there home on there own, and once they do they find many people and things aren't quite as they remember. though they can't remember all to much DSMP inspired story, It's set about 16 years in the future, The children of the SMP are now grown up and the story focuses on them

A collection of photos and ramblings of my beloved dog, whose turning 1 in November.

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶? 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘧, 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸, 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝙔𝙤𝙪?"

literally a book of aus and headcanons

Exactly what the title says. Have fun reading :) ~~~~ I will do reasonable requests ... maybe

Going on adventures with your best friend is one thing, but going on adventures with your future soulmate is another!

Love notes for my fiance.

awooga so sexy

Why, hello! Here in this book, I shall be sharing some poems I have written. These poems are inspired by numerous things, whether it be my ocs, nature, or of different topics.

uwu guys this is my documentary of my life its very difficult😭 and traumatic💅🏼 and dificult😭 and uwu🥺 please dont judge me haha im so quirky 👉🏻👈🏻