Oneill Stories

Most likely to mainly consist of amadakko and diakko oneshots, but well see!!! Requests welcome!

A fictional Love story following the life of Luke Robby

Petite soirée en équipe en dehors de la base.

After being in Japan for two years, Amanda flies back into England and meets the person she had the hugest crush on when she was still a student. Will her feelings die out or will she relight the flame of love?

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" how long have we been together? " " going on, what? 10 years or so. " " oh. " jethro gibbs and jack o'neill have been together for years. for a while jethro forgets, and jack does at one point as well. but they always end up together [ ncis season 11 ] [ stargate franchise ] [ jethro gibbs x jack o'neill ] [ part of the 'special agents' series ]

English is not my first language so sorry for any mistake:)

Lana loves her boyfriend, Barrie. But will all of her feelings change when she meets her favorite singer, Marina Diamandis?

Smaller story tripple drabble, crossover to Doctor Who and Stargate SG-1. Just one day it had to come when it haunted in my head... Short written treatment of pictorial joke fans of these two series. http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m5xh0jh5BG1r1vyc0o1_500.jpg ("Furry blankets," they say in my country, when someone says something very slowly, reluctantly...)

Fanfic where a girl gets transport to SGC world but as she is not a being of that univers the univers gives her a call she can't control. Facing of death, wars and love.

Était-ce juste une valse ? OS Sam/Jack accompagné des paroles de la chanson "Tomber dans ses yeux" 1789 Les Amants de la Bastille.

“He lay there…. He lay there on the pavement. His body in an odd.. abnormal position. I told myself that he was okay. That he was fine. But somewhere within the frantic mess that was my mind I realized that he wasn’t okay. Because anyone who had blood oozing from their head and was splattered all over the pavement definitely was not okay. But do you know what told me that Freddy was gone? Do you know what told me he was dead? It was his eyes. It was the way they stared back at me... lifeless.” William was young. Maybe way too young to see and deal with the scary side of New York City on a daily basis. But being a cop didn’t give him the option of living oblivious to the city’s problems. Despite how young William was he knew there was something unusual about the number of people jumping off the abandoned building on 54th street. But no one else seems to be worried about it, and it seems to be up to William, and Sally the optimist, nosey journalist, to figure out why these people are jumping off. ChickLit #648 Mystery / Thriller #934

Your bones are only hostels.