Seiji Stories

Our Time

Y/n was You'd adopted sister and older then yui she was tortured at a young age she can't see since then until she was send to live with yui but she was never scared and she was a manners and she love to sing when she was trying show her emotions and she hate when people hurt her or try to have funny of her and she never wanted to live with yui.

Roselle Kimori is Yui younger sister and completely different than her older sister. They arrive at the Sakamaki Mansion and see wait awaits them

Nie potrzeba żadnego bodźca, by wywrócić swoje życie do góry nogami. Czasem wystarczy tylko podjęcie ważnej decyzji bez przemyślenia konsekwencji. Może jednak warto spróbować zaryzykować wszystko i postawić na jedną kartę bez zbędnych analiz?

Blood Moon, the night that changed Yui Komori's life forever. Twelve vampires in the same room as her that night, a wicked plan brewed up by Karlheinz. They were all so wild, cruel, hungry, and sadistic...Yui finally had enough and managed to run away from that god-forsaken house before they could have their way with her again. But their animal-like hunger left an effect on Yui, forcing her to give birth various of times to their children even though they weren't there. But does Yui despise these children? No, they were hers and she would love them till the end of time. Even though they remind her sometimes of that horrid night. Years have passed and when Yui thought she finally had her life together with her adorable children...They come back into her life.

Adagio Sonata is the legendary Siren and the legendary Nightingale, the top singers and a complete mystery. Nobody knows that Lyra is the Siren or the Nightingale for she wears a disguise when she is either. She decides to join Muranishi Co. as both the Siren and the Nightingale. How wool this affect SHIPS and Kirari? Will love bloom? Read to find out. I only own my OC not Kirarin Revolution.

Historia stworzona przez widzów Seijiego i Pograjmerki. Na grupie Urwisy Seijiego wstawiłam posta odnośnie zabawy w historie i tak o to powstała ta Powieść xD Zapewne pełno w niej błędów czy literówek, ale nie chciało mi sie tego poprawiać :P Stworzone jedynie w celach humorystycznych i nie ma zamiaru nikogo urazić !

two guys. rei and yoru. secretly watching each other. which starts with observation, slowly turns into mutual attraction, then becomes a dangerous emotional dynamic. the story here is not just about love, but also about control, fear, and about how far you can go for someone..

A soulmate AU series for the following ships: Shingen x Emilia Seiji x Mika Shinra x Izaya and Shinra x Celty Kadota x Erika x Walker x Saburo Shizuo x Tom x Vorona Mikado x Anri x Saki x Masaomi Shiki x Namie Takashi x Haruna (don't worry it's as properly fucked up as you'd expect) Akabayashi x Aozaki Aoba x Mairu x Kururi Rocchi x Non

❝Butterflies can't see their wings They can't see how beautiful they are But everybody else can People are like that aswell❞ ❝Mind the butterflies in your stomach ┅ They're trying to tell you something❞

A diabolic lovers fanfic, made with my own male oc. Yume. I do not own Diabolic lovers or any of their characters.

Four people; two couples. A marriage which should've been happy and everlasting, turned out to be nothing more than a fraud on a piece of paper and all because two out of the four people decided their partners weren't enough, so in the name of their companies and work; they cheated. Sai and Neji were able to get away with the cheating behind their husbands back for two solid years, however by the third year both Sasuke and Naruto were very suspicious of their husbands actions and so taking matters into their own hands; they begin to investigate. Those investigations led them to the one place they wouldn't of ever dreamed they'd be at. Catching them in the act, both Sasuke and Naruto divorced Sai and Neji. Both went their separate ways. A coincidental meeting at Naruto's cafe called 'Sweets and Treats' starts the friendship of two feminine boys and their kids that lasts for a lifetime and beyond. Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, that right belongs to Masashi Kishimoto. The plot line and story belong to me and it was inspired by a Hispanic song called 'Si tu te Vas'. English translation 'If You Leave' by Christian Daniels. Any and all images used belong to their original artist/creator. This is a platonic SasuNaru/NaruSasu and there will be no pairings. Please read and enjoy.

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Will include some fanfiction I suppose...

Vampires, such deadly and soulless creatures whom are so easily misinterpreted as humans, already roam the deepest and blackest of shadows. Hundreds, and possibly thousands of them, prowl and lurk in the darkest woods at night in this world that we call, Earth. Now, each one of us walks through the path of death without a single spark or warning... Butlers and Maids as Masters of the vampire line? Vampires and Vampire Hunters intertwined in the same house by fate? Lives are on the line... and her destiny... is now immortal...

Is there such thing as vampires? Then you're about to find out?

careless. that might just be a word to describe akira. careless in a sense of not giving a single care of those around him? no, oh no, definitely not. careless of impulsiveness in the face of danger, where his fists work faster than his very own brain? perhaps, but that statement wouldn't quite be in this assumption. now, careless in himself and perhaps other matters? that might be about it. ; a fic where it's akira's bday and he forgets about it, but seiji comes by to remind him and it blossom to something kind of deep. this is a present for my bf mel's bday!

Yep..

Opportunity. The chance to do something. The chance to go somewhere new. To get a new job, knowing that if you take it you could lose it all. Ivy and Ash never planned to go back to Japan. It was an opportunity that was given to them by the principal of U.A. They never wanted to teach the students about the world, but it was something they were offered to do. It was a way for them to get away from their ordinary lives. A way to get out of their small, grey rental house on the outskirts of Moscow. A way to end up doing something worthwhile instead of living small, insignificant lives. A way to tell other of the immense knowledge they had gained during their travels. A way to go from a nobody to a somebody.

Salut tous le monde, voilà le kilari que moi je vois comme...