I will always fight for you ~Hobie x Reader

[Everything is fine but you will die no matter what you do ★][Synonym for a shitty game of luck ★][Is there anyone who has seen an ending other than death? ★]Death due to failure to debut, death for being caught up in rumors, death due to a traffic accident while trying to escape stalker fans, death due to stress, death due to a concert hall accident.An idol, or rather, a sunfish cultivation game, with an App Store rating of 1.2. However, my life got synced with this damned game?![Synchronizing 'Baek-Ya']Passive: R Sunfish[Passive cannot be disabled.]99% chance for a bad ending.The only way to survive is to succeed as a genius idol!

"Haath chorein mera(leave my hand)"i said wincing in pain.His smirk grew wider and now he held me by my shoulders and said "you don't have any choice noor,you were declared mine the first time i saw you.You have to say yes for this marriage.....or else"he pulled me closer."O..r..r.r e..lelse" I stuttered "y..ou willll..k..ill m..ee"i asked with tears in my eyes.He laughed ,he pulled my chin up and said"i cant hurt you noor...if you say no to this marriage....your family will face the consequences " i gulped. He released me and said"Now get ready,beauticians will be here,our nikah is in 3hours"he kissed my cheek and left.I slumped down on the floor,crying,thinking what had i done to get such a punishment.**************************************************************************************************************An innocent girl falls into the hands of a ruthless,arrogant mafia leader. Will they be able to love each other?Read on to find out.----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------This story was completed on 4 September,2018.

Heyy....Viewers...this is my first FF on Wattpad...I also write other FF's on my YouTube.... channel also.....so It may not be the first...FF~~The story is about you as a (subin), you are the wife of jungkook ....you love him...so much..but he is so rude towards you...and always makes u feel guilty...and useless...But you still live with him as a hope....that he will love you back some day...and understand your feelings...and moreover..you don't have any family...so you can't stay..anywhere...just to only have to live with him.........let's move on to the story.....the other parts...will come soon..soo please follow and... support me...On my YouTube channel also-https://youtube.com/channel/UCCQemvuUR7WjSe9FbkDXg9A(My FF channel)

"I'll have a whiskey and the lady will have a shot."A very tall man appears right beside me with a curly dark lock of hair resting above his brow that reminds me of Superman. His nose slopes down straight like a Grecian sculpture. His voice is cool and bares a strange accent I've rarely heard, the vibrations of which tickle my ears. There is a sudden minty aroma emanating from his being, which subconsciously makes me straighten my shoulders and hike up my chest. The undead bartender nods his head profusely and noticeably shakes while he pours out our drinks. He hands them over, spilling a bit of mine on account of his trembling hands."Alpha," he says as he bows his head.Guess I shouldn't be surprised an Alpha is out here enjoying the supernatural club scene. But when he turns his head and flashes a pair of blue and black mismatched eyes at me, my stomach drops.The black Alpha eye. -----Astrid Lee is a tiger among wolves, having lived her whole life in the Silver Bow pack. But when the Lycan Alpha, Rio Xenakis, declares her as his destined mate, she thinks nothing of it. Until, Bianca Greywood, the daughter of Silver Bow suddenly goes missing and Rio remains the only person Astrid can turn to. Together, they journey to find Bianca and discover that ancient sinister forces may be at play.

𝑷𝑶𝑬𝑻𝑹𝒀 𝑭𝑶𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑳𝒀 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑻.Lost Poetry || a small anthology of poems, prose, and other dark thoughts. Introduction Part I: Insecurities & Other Blackholes Part II: Letters to Unknown Lovers Part III: The Lost PoetryThis book is for all the poetry I had lost before; when I thought I would never write again - but would somehow always find the courage to pick up the pen once more.| Completed |ʜɪɢʜᴇsᴛ ʀᴀɴᴋɪɴɢ:#8 in writings#8 in poetrycontest

"I need to talk to you Elly""Why?!""I know that you're my mate"I laughed sarcastically. "What?! Are you trying to make fun of me again like you did two years ago?" I saw everyone flinched at that and Drake had this look of hurt. "I apologised Elly! Please give me a chance. We're mates after all" he pleaded. "We. Are. Not. Mates" I said angrily. "Do I smell like your mate?" I questioned knowing he had no answer for that."You're hiding it""Really!" I looked surprised but that made Drake angry. "Let's go for sparks then" he tried to grabbed my hand but Josh pushed me behind him."Are you trying to touch someone else's mate, Alpha?" Josh asked."Josh!" Others shouted and Drake growled loudly, his eyes turning black. And he looked at me with those eyes."Just remember Elly! I asked you nicely" with that he turned and stormed out of the library, others following him behind.________________________________________Elly was a quiet and smart girl who had a promising future as a doctor. Her mother being a famous and respected doctor in the werewolf society she had only one dream and it was to become a doctor like her mom. Being a Luna was something she never wanted and she didn't expect her mate to be the future Alpha of her pack, her enemy. What else she could do other than hiding when she knew he was not going to let her go no matter what. The future Alpha Drake waited his whole life for his mate and it only made him angry when he figured out that his mate was hiding from him. But he wasn't going to give up and he was already loosing control because of Elly. He thought finding his mate would put him out of his misery or was he wrong?

Charles Leclerc is 30 years old and still racing for Ferrari the only thing that had changed is that his daughter is now 13. Charles had his daughter young, her mother wanted nothing to do with the child so Charles had to step up at the young age of 17 to be a father and also a formula 1 driver ...

مجموعة خواطر قصيرة باللغتين العربية والإنجليزية. Some poems in both Arabic and English.