Fanfics com a tag English com o gênero Romântico / Shoujo

When sixteen-year-old Clara finds a beautiful boy passed-out on her balcony, she doesn't think twice about trying to save him--or that doing so might lock her into a deal with a demon.

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It was a busy night in Newlake City when the disaster struck. It was documented everywhere, and people talked about it over and over. One of the precious stone mines and its headquarters were destroyed when they came into contact with pure gasoline, but the real concern of the scientists was the great source of radiation that was there and how it could have affected the entire city. However, the despair of people close to the site was the worst thing. A pure Torbenite mine, when heated, would release a deadly toxic gas, and that is exactly what happened.

Now, a group of friends will have to discover the effects of the explosion and what it can cost.

We're one, a piece of magic, a piece of all the good things that the future has for young hearts.

<<english time!>>
<<hyein>>

If I...
...would you...?

{ drabble | Youngjae!centric | 150 words challenge | level!A2-B1 }

-You promise?

-What?

-You promise never get away from me? Never leave me alone? Always be with me?

-Yes, Jungkook, I promise.

-It's lie, you is a liar.

- I can promise to try.

- I believe in you.

There was once a rabbit hole. Now, there is a cat hole.
Once you jump on it, there is no coming back.
Keep that in mind, little girl.
You will jump anyway. You are the chosen one.

They say love is clear to see.
But I say that love makes us see illusions.
And when we think we love someone, we don't.

"This is the last time", says Jungwoo. "Yes", agrees Doyoung. They’re both staring at the ceiling. Jungwoo ears his heart on his sleeve and Doyoung wears his on his neck. They pretend it’s fine. Even if there’s pain in their hearts and butterflies in their bellies. So way down they go, getting dressed and saying goodbye and see you never’s.

— I feel like we complete each other — he confesses. I smile back at him, thinking the exact same thing.

— Some people are just meant to be — I say.

[jisung!centric + ?]

It is a little story of a little Haseul and a little bird.
Because once she met a bird. It wasn’t just a bird, it was a white bird.
Little did she know that It would change something inside her heart.