blueberry fanfic

Kim Y/N never believed in love at first sight-until she met *him*. Park Sunghoon, the enigmatic transfer student whose quiet intensity feels like drowning in the deepest ocean. MY BLUE The first time I saw him, I didn't know yet that blue could be a person- not the cheap crayon-blue of childhood coloring books, not the faded denim of hand-me-down jeans, but this: the blue of glaciers fracturing at midnight, of oceans pausing mid-tide, as if the world itself held its breath to watch him walk by. Park Sunghoon. A name I'd whisper to my pillow, a color I'd trace in the margins of my notebooks: "My Blue." (Too fragile to say aloud. Too late to take back.) My Blue. My quiet storm. My impossible wish.

A girl named Sonia Jaxnson who lives in a foster home and being abused by her foster mother.

She didn't want to be a monster. She didn't want to kill. She didn't want to be killed.

Un niño de 6 años sueña con ser el mejor delantero del mundo y superar a Messi cuando tiene la oportunidad para seguir avanzando su sueño con un partido ya que el que ganará se le reconocería como un equipo oficial de la liga japonsa y se convertiría en jugador profesional pero pierde por pasarle el balón asu compañero al llegar ah su casa su mamá le entrega una carta que le había llegado en la cual lo invitaban ah un proyecto llamado blue lock que hiba ah crear un Delantero Revolucionario después de conversar este asunto con su mamá y papá lo dejan ir hacia blue lock en su cuarto un Sistema se activaba dándole recuerdos de su vida pasada y desde cuando era un bebe y aceptaba la misión de perder la memoria y como recompensa al comenzar blue lock elegiría cualquier talento después una enorme fila de jugadoras famosos como jugadores no famosos aparecieron frente ami dando la opción de eligir el Talento de Messi

Just met by chance. I went with him to the hospital.. I was confused and frustrated what the hell happened all of sudden. I was holding his hand when one of the doctor was putting all those needles in his hand. We reached to the hospital and they told me to wait outside I sat down there on the bench looking at my hand which was covered with blood. "please don't hurt me" it was starting again. I quickly ran to the bathroom and washed of the blood. I looked at the mirror "dad" I saw him behind me with the rod he use to beat me with I turned around but there was nothing.. I felt like somebody was choking me I sat there for sometime try to catch my breath. When I came out I found namjoon near the receipter

(NOTICE:I was writing this for fun. you don't have to give vote or any other things. Give those to some deserving works. I don't think I will continue) He died while juggling a ball on the street, lost focus for a second, and a bus— and he said his goodbye to world. His last thought wasn’t fear— It was regret. “I wish… I could’ve played just one real match.” A voice echoes: “You dreamed too small.” “Your passion for football is overflowing. So—start over.” Light engulfs him. His soul stretches, twists— And then he wakes up in another world with some extraordinary talent's To become the ABSOLUTE disclaimer : blue lock and its characters are not mine it's belongs to it's owner I own just my OG characters

Watch as Akira Akio becomes the best striker in the world. Male OC, NO SELF INSERT. I seriously do not get why there are female inserts like WTF.

People of Mobius! Take a journey to the past, to where it all begins. Take a gander, and study the origins of your classic, snarky, one-liner hero. His enemies call him The Blue Blur, That Blasted Hedgehog, The Blue one. Others, who look up to him, love him, help him, take care of him, and/or has been saved by him. Call him by his true name... Sonic The Hedgehog

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.