What if Kim Heechul had an AFF account? What if the presently-blonde-haired diva ever stepped into the dark world of k-pop fanfiction? Okay, Kim Heechul, in reality, is a fairly secretive and mysterious man, who owns an AFF account and has million subscribers. He is proud of his stories. What can you expect from an atheist who created his own religion named "Rellagyo"? Well, of course, he wants dominate the fanfiction world! You might have seen him performing in different shows and the Super Shows. But, Kim Heechul *ahem* Heenim, in his past-time, is a man (or a flat-chested lesbian woman with a *ahem*), who stays behind his laptop screen, doing god-knows-what. What if the members find out? And most importantly, what will happen, when the ELFs find out?LOL! Too many questions!Here comes a glimpse of a day in the life of AFF's most featured author (and Super Junior's most drugged member), Kim Heechul.
I use this book to either relieve some stress or practice my writing.Disclaimer: I Do Not Own Any Of The Characters, unless it is stated that i do
ends with the famous platform scene. (i've made a few changes)[one shot // i don't own the cover]
{{REVISED AND REWRITTEN}}A curse for one and a blessing for another. When Christine noticed the swell in her stomach, she realized the price she was paying for one night when her heart belonged to another. There was no keeping the newborn that came. There was no keeping a reminder of that time. Raoul had a simpler plan- infants die everyday- but while they had been told the Phantom was long dead, Christine refused to believe it. Now the child is in the hands of her father, left behind at the Opera Populaire. A prize to the Phantom, a charge to the Giry's. The opera house will rise again if only to house the growing girl, named by her father after the leading lady in his opera. Aminta. A ghost in the opera house alongside her father, the Phantom.{{This story is an alternate to Love Never Dies. The events of that musical are non-existent in this story}}
It's a compilation of past and present experiences of a teenage boy , who is relating through poetry .Some experiences personal while others are shared ......
you were having a morning walk while listening to ateez songs."good morning!"what would happen if this was yeosang from ateez, accompanied by hongjoong?~ inspired by ateez treasure film epsiode 2 - yeosang's mission ~
When Titans rise from centuries pastTo Yokais who seek vengeance by their mother's castTo Trolls cursed by their grievous regrets.The world shall know ruin once more on a grander scale as evil forces emerge from hell and back to wreak havoc among the living as retribution from an era now forgotten by time's weltering age. What remains of this forgotten century, are the tokens left by the one true Lord to turn mortals into Masked Riders, beings with the power of gods based on 4 different pantheons to combat the evil forces once lead by the demon king Beelzebub and drove him away from whence he came.These token, be it belts or braces that are only active through the use of marbles, carry the wills of the gods long since the earth's creation. But as the war settles, the Demon King banished to his realm and the tokens passed down from one generation to the next, Hell's forces still remains on this earthly plane we live in. Destined to fight endlessly, residing in small niches in the world so that one day the prophecy of purgation may yet occur.For it foretold the release of humanities' darkness through Pandora's box, the "beginning of the end" made form through the flame's of birth, the everlasting war that will engulf the world in Ragnarok and the second coming of the Demon King with bolstered confidence as he fell the morning star with his might now his for the taking.Calamity approaches, yet the modern world grows evermore oblivious to catastrophe, so long as the Gods, the Masked Riders fight the onslaught that stand in their way. But knowing the world's end may come at last, the Lord finally offers his last remaining token to a certain individual to deliver the human race from evil. With it, that individual, becomes Kamen Rider Wahyu, messenger of the Gods and wielder of the fate of humanity.
If I could live a million lifetimes, I would find you and choose you in each one of them.
To you..... Even though we are world's apartI'll find you... I'll come to you... So. So, please help me.... Help me to make things right......