Namu Stories

"He killed my father. He destroyed my family. I need justice. I will take revenge. I will make sure to destroy his life and his family." Want to know what this story is all about? Well it's better if you read the first part till the end. I will do my best to update the next chapters during my free time. Thank you for all my followers for reading my stories. Thanks for all your votes. I apologized for making you waiting to write a new story. Thank you and enjoy reading "The Revenge of The Lost Boy"😊 Don't forget to vote😉

yıldızım⭐️; özledim gukkie; bende seni çok özledimmmm💗💖💕💝💘

sadece bebek bakıcılığı yapacaktım oysaki

You seen him over there. In the corner of the bowling alley. Fidgeting with his fingers. "What's wrong man? It's your turn" "Oh what- yeah I'm fine here I come." He smiled at you brightly and followed you back to the lane. He takes off his jacket and you look on his wrists that were red stained.

|| i miss you namu || || completed: 9•18•19 || 9:30 pm || author: I've been busy with school and volleyball that it took me so long to write this crappy fic if you read this, i'm sorry for making you waste your precious time - k ||

Sunggyu met Woohyun when they were in high school. They became the best friends but there was a lot of things that Sunggyu could not tell his friend. Then, after an argue when they were students, they severed all ties. But, two years later, Sunggyu contact again Woohyun and tell him everyting. This was my first OS and I decided to translate it in English , so please be comprehensive if I made mistakes. I hope you will enjoy it anyway ~

Nag simula sa isnaban, tinginan at walang pakelam sa isa't isa hindi mo alam na sya yung perperpekto ng buhay mo yung taong tatakip sa malaking butas sa puso mo ang taong matagal mo na palang gustong mahanap yun pala andyan lang sa tabi tabi. Paki vote naman po hehehe

Namjoon, a young boy tried to do that famous thing roaming in their city. Knowing who's your soulmate. He did this and at the first attempt he find out it was Jin he tried again and it was Jin again. He didn't wanted to accept this fact but he just had to. Let's see what happens in their life. 🏅6 for #namu on 20th April 2025 🏅37 for #destinedlove on 20th April 2025 🏅2 for #namu on 26th April 2025

"Y es que cuando estoy en el escenario, me siento el hombre más afortunado"

book 4 in Shipping series

this is only about Kim namjoon not about other rats

♡ 𝑁𝑎𝑚𝑗𝑖𝑛 ♡

"You are a really good hugger." "I do that all day everyday."

RETO RELÁMPAGO #HappyBrithDayWooHyunnie Disclaimer: Esta viñeta participa en el Reto Relámpago: Happy Birthday, WooHyunnie. del grupo de Facebook Inspirit'Fiction para celebrar el cumpleaños de nuestro fanfarrón, Namu. Feliz cumpleaños a nuestro árbol. ~Disfruten~ P.D. Agregué -"It was you" de Wild Belle porque amo la letra y me ayudó bastante al escribir esta viñeta además de que me pareció perfecta para ambientar esto, ahora, por una extraña razón el video no tiene audio en dispositivos móviles pero en PC está perfecto. Tip por si quieren conocerla. Cambio y fuera.

Yumi - a determined young woman faces a new venture in her life. New place, new experience, and new neighbourhood. Thinking that everything would sail softly, not until she met her new neighbour. A BTS RM Fiction💜

One day i asked my mother, "Why are demons after Angels?" "I don't know, sweetheart." She said, tucking me in the covers. "Some of them are tied of killing them." "What does that mean?" I asked. "Angels and Demons comes in many different shapes and sizes... Angels are good, and Demons are Evil." "What's Evil?" My brother asked, poking his head out from the covers. "It's like violence, witch craft, sorcery, bad thoughts, harming others, harming themselves, killing yourself or others. But there's also other kinds of Evil. Just never go with it, do you understand?" "Yes mother." We both answered. "All right," Mother said as she had stood up from the spot on my bed, "Time for sleep." Me and Namu buried, ourselves in our blankets. Mother smiled as she watched the both of us falling asleep. Mother slid the door closed, and walked to the balcony. She looked up at the night sky and began to sing, "Vigilate in timono, vigilate in timono, cealetibus gloryiam, cealetibus..." Mother's hair began to flap as the wind began to pick up. "Angeli..." She whipered.

Let's Count. Haha.