Love comes in so many hues and ways., that it's impossible to predict the type of love you would experience until you actually experience it.. But as confusing.. happy or painful as it may seem.. love is still something we all look forward to experience it..What is their love actually..!?Will the undefined puzzle be solved..!?.. To know more.. read the updates further..Full copyright belongs to ©suba30™, 2017 ®
Hey! First of all before I say what this story is about and all, this is my first wattpad and I'm sorry if it's too much or too less. I tried and I hope you enjoy. Mya in this story uses she/her pronouns and is a girl. I'm very sorry if this disappoints anyone. It's hard for me to write these trying to make it for everyone.How Mya looks: Pale skin and full, pink-tinted lips. She has thick dirty-blonde hair and is 5'2.Mya is a Gryffindor. Mya's birthday is July 3rd. Mya has a best friend named Sofia. Sofia has black skin and dark, full lips. Along with curly hair. She is a Hufflepuff and they have been friends since they were 2. Their parents knew each other before they were born. It was a miracle when they both were excepted into Hogwarts. Knowing they had muggle parents. Although, Mya's grandma is a witch. So it wasn't the biggest surprise, knowing that she did in fact have magical blood. But Sofia had no one in her family that is a witch nor a wizard. Mya is also, a very smart Gryffindor girl.Backstory: Mya Smith and George Weasley are in their 6th year and the Triwizard Tournament is coming up along with the Yule Ball. She's had a crush on George for quite a while and he noticed in 4th year, yet decided to keep it a secret that he knows. Until...I GIVE CHARACTER CREDITS TO JKR! ONLY SOFIA AND MYA ARE MY CHARACTERS I ADDED!I got bored and just published it here. I'm sorry it really sucks. You don't have to waste your time with it.
I had been the selfish, self-centered and narcissistic man before she came.I never figured out that in just a snap of her fingers, she could completely change my life.
(Y/N) Rose is the older brother of Amy Rose. You were close friends of Princess Sally, and the group of children who would become part of the future Freedom Fighters. After Robotnik's rise to power, and the disappearance of your parents and baby sister, you joined the Knothole Freedom Fighters. Years later, Robotnik is seemingly defeated and the war is seemingly over. But what happens when Robotnik's nephew Snively takes over? Will you and your friends stop them once and for all? And who will win the heart of Sally Acorn? You or a certain blue speedster?(This story is a x Reader story combined with a SatAM Season 3 storyline, with a bit of Sonamy. I apologize if things get too complicated)
It has been 20 years since Dick Grayson went missing. 15 year since he was declared dead. 10 years since a virus killed off all the Talons and the Court of Owls. 1 year since anyone thought about Richard Grayson. Until Terry, the new Batman finds a boy trapped in the ice. How will everyone cope with Dick's return and how long till the virus tries to claim the last Talon?#Wattyaward2021Previous rankings: #1 - batman#1- dc#1 - nightwing#1 - dickgrayson#1- daddybats #1 - batbrothers#1 -batboys#1 - courtofowls#1 - batmanbeyond#1 - batfamily#1- youngjustice#1 - talon#3 - robin
I pulled away, "You have a girlfriend", I paused getting off of him and pulling up the straps of my tank top and bra, "You love her... The girl you've been with. She's the one for you. What you have for me is lust and you shouldn't be cheating on Mina", I said. He got off the bed and tried to hold my waist, I pushed him away and turned my back on him to make more space between the two of us. "Just go", I said, "Just leave"."You're right", he said, "I love someone else... But why are you still wearing that necklace?", he questioned and with that, he left my room and slammed the door behind him. (A Min Yoongi Fan Fiction)
Ketika suasana berubah, namun bibir tak kuasa bertuah, apalagi tingkah tak mampu berulah. Maka, ku biarkan ia menari dalam sepi, dan berbisik dalam hening agar irama dapat dinikmati dalam kata.
Hanya anonim, atau mungkin eksistensi kecil bagi semesta yang tak tau pada siapa ia harus berbicara.