North Stories

TeeteePor's story.

A fanfic of forever you

چیرۆکێکی کوردیە kurdish story تاوانی من چییە کەناتوانم ڕای خۆم دەربڕم ئایا تۆئەوهەستەت هەبووە کەخۆت بەکەم بزانی لەنێو خێزانەکەتدا تەنها لەبەرئەوەی تۆ ڕای خۆت دەرنابڕی لەسەر کێشەکانی خێزان من تەنها بەقسەی خێزانەکەم دەکەم پێ لەسەر بڕیارەکانی خۆم دادەنێم سێڤیاXبیار سیڤانXئەحمەد

THE BUAYOI FAMILY isn't something a summary can explain. Reading is the only way. 💫

Aegor was mysteriously transported to Westeros and forced to join the Night's Watch. Struggling to survive in the brutal north, he knows the legends of the White Walkers are true and senses their imminent return. As the realm edges toward chaos, Aegor must choose between escaping his fate or standing against the coming apocalypse. #No Cheats #Slow-Paced

Some meetings are not random... they are written long before hearts understand them. Nadra never thought much about what life had planned beyond her quiet routine. She had her peace, her goals, and a life that felt steady enough. Until families crossed paths. Until Nazeer became part of her world. At first, it was nothing. Just presence, polite words, familiar gatherings. But some connections do not stay simple. Some begin softly... then slowly change everything. She thought she could keep her heart untouched. He made her believe it was safe to feel. But not every closeness is what it seems when you look back. Because sometimes... what feels like love is only the first step into something you didn't agree to feel. And once it starts shifting, it doesn't ask for permission. So the question is... when you realise that something has changed, will you still recognise yourself in it? One day. Three rankings. 🥇 Abuja 🥈 Arewastories 🥉 Arewaromance }24/4/26 🥂

Disclaimer not my charcters but my own plot. Follow the Blackbourne and Toma team as they navigate through life, raising a toddler,

Why can't heart stay out of the matters of body.

Different team in Blood Gulch, not blue or red. What are they doing there? Let's see what happens next or what interesting events unfold.

Asma'u believes in marriage the way she believes in oxygen - necessary, non-negotiable, and somehow always just out of reach. She comes by it honestly. Growing up watching her parents love each other with the kind of ease that looks effortless and never is, she decided early that she wanted exactly that. The same warmth, the same certainty, the same soft place to land. What she got instead was a series of men that can only be described as practice for patience. After enough disasters to fill a journal - and she has, unfortunately, filled one - Asma'u is starting to wonder if the problem is her. Then Yahya comes back. She remembers him as the neighbor's son who was nineteen when she was twelve - patient, steady, the kind of person who made the world feel safe just by being in it. When he appears at her parents' door years later and asks for her hand the same evening, it feels like an answer to every Dua she's ever made. She says yes before she finishes thinking. This is a story of love, desperation, and the quiet cost of marrying a memory.

Alice returns to the northern town of her childhood. Her father, a police officer, investigates a series of mysterious disappearances, while the locals whisper about a "night visitor." Outside her new bedroom window, a forest gazes back at her.

This is a Countryhumans story. This book contains -Ships -Romance (not smut) -Mentions of war -maybe some gore -and more If you feel uncomfortable please stop reading This is a Rusame book. This takes place in a fantasy world called Obi.

Betrayed by his family, Ezer has no choice but to head to the cold Northlands where beasts rule. Pursued by men at his back and by beasts in front, he must use his instincts to survive by accepting unexpected help. Perhaps these lands hold the answer to his visions of a world known only to him. Author's Note: Revised and corrected translation. If you read a previous version, thank you for giving it another chance.

in which, shaquon sacrifices his sinful lifestyle for dakotas love.

Liora Ravella was born with a noble name, yet she grew up imprisoned by it. Within the Ravella estate, cruelty wore silk. Her stepmother, Isadora, and her stepsister, Seraphina, turned her days into quiet torment, while the servants learned to look away. Every corridor held a memory she wished to erase. Every night, she slept knowing tomorrow would be no different. Until she made a choice no one expected. When a marriage offer arrives from a man the world fears, a man whispered about as a monster, Liora does not hesitate. She reaches for it herself. Not out of hope. Not out of love. But to survive. This marriage is not a rescue. It is an escape. But trading one cage for another is a gamble, and Liora knows it. The hand she takes may lead her to freedom, or to a darkness far worse than the hell she leaves behind. Can she truly escape her fate? Or has she simply chosen a different kind of nightmare?

A man from another world dies and wakes as a boy in the North. A bastard named Jon Snow. But Jon Snow is no longer the quiet child of Winterfell. He remembers another life-one filled with machines, memory, and the knowledge of what's to come. With Winter on the horizon and the South already scheming, he chooses action over silence. From the black walls of the Night's Watch to the burning rivers of the Riverlands, Jon-forged anew as Daemon-will reshape Westeros with steel, fire, and foresight. He builds, he plans, he kills, and he remembers. And the game of thrones is no longer played by the rules the lords remember. A character-driven, realistic self-insert fic exploring war, prophecy, power, and the long night ahead. Probably smut in the future. 🎁 Support me or read ahead 10 chapters on Patreon: [patreon.com/jajasx222]

'In his embrace, I feel myself start to cry. I don't even know why, but John B. notices and wipes the tears from my cheek. "It's over, Sarah. The chase is over." "Mhm." I nod through my tears, but the words mean nothing to me. "Hey, what's up?" "Nothing, it's just- it's never really over, you know? I can't help but wonder, what now?" ' - WHERE the beloved Pogues finally get what they're looking for: the lost treasure of El Dorado. Now, they have to grapple with their new lives, swerving between foreign themes and familiar troubles. How will the pack handle integration back into society, and how will they manage opportunities for new treasure?

North had never been more confounded. He had never been adept at finding love. What he longed for was simple in theory, yet impossibly rare in practice: someone who would look at him as though he had hung the moon itself. He wanted his first to be his last. And yet, on a lonely night, he found someone. Gentle. Sweet. Everything one could have ever hoped for. But something was wrong. Subtly, disturbingly wrong. It was as though the person before him was not the same one he had been speaking to. A quiet unease settled in his chest. "Who are you?"

Love is a demanding force that consumes the heart and soul, yet asks for more. Tasleem Abdul, a beautiful and intelligent young girl from a small village, has never known its true essence. orphaned and raised by her uncle, Tasleem's life is marked by hardship and deprivation, devoid of love's warmth. In the bustling capital city, CEO Rayyan reigns supreme - an arrogant, conceited, and aloof intellectual who sees himself above others. but when Tasleem's path crosses his, the icy facade begins to crack. Can this humble village girl melt his frozen heart and reveal the man he's meant to be? or will his pride prove an insurmountable barrier?

Jack Frost doesn't receive all of his memories he comes to realize when he notices that there's nothing to remember before he was six or seven. Thus Jack asks tooth and the other guardians one day leading to another chaotic adventure with surprising after effects.