Daragon (7,242 daragon fanfics)
Love is an amazing feeling. But you must love yourself . Love can make you crazy in a good way. But it can also make you crazy in a dangerous way. You can find happiness with love. But you can also be depressed. Kwon Jiyong is the biggest mafia of the century. Without the Kwons, no one would be able to survive this cruel world today. Jiyong can never be loved. No one can ever love this cold hearted prince. Or can they? Jiyong can never love anyone. He’s too selfish and picky with girls. Life
My name is Dara, I am the only child. My father is a Doctor, working to a rich family that was living at the middle of the forest. I wondered why they live in there but never asked my father.
He had not seen her since their first kiss. The night before his enlistement. When she had told him to leave, crying hot tears. And now she has come to see him. Why?
Sandara Park and her older brother Seunghyun, have an abusive father. One night her brother's best friend Jiyong, sees her crying and climbs through her bedroom window to comfort her. That one action sparks a love/hate relationship that spans over the next eight years.
One Moment in Time by Whitney Houston One moment in time When I'm more than I thought I could be When all of my dreams are a heart beat away And the answers are all up to me Give me one moment in time When I'm racing with destiny Then in that on moment of time I will feel, I will feel eternity
This is the secret relationship of Sandara Park and G Dragon that all this time we did not know. Sandara in mid 2017 finally accepted Jiyong's love for her. Jiyong for many years had tried to mend her trust again because he already failed once when he dated another girl while he is still pursuing Dara, ignored by her and with the unknown future for them when she was still in Philippines, left him confused and broken and so he had flings here and there. BUT, he knew deep inside his hea
"You have to marry me,it's a must " that was the only sentence Sandara Maria park had to utter for a change in her life to occur. "FEMINISM is a word, a radical idea that females safety is more important that men's feelings " and to keep that word alive dara needs protection for herself,from the beast who ruined her life but what if she wont get full protection? Then she needs power that is enough to control everything and being the bride of the leader of
In which beautiful face do not matter when you have an ugly heart. In which actions speaks louder than words. In which where people lies, but actions don't. Sandara Park. A very polite girl with a petite body. She is shy and rarely talk. She always walking with her head bowed down. Although she is a girl with a goo
People say that trust is like a paper. One it’s crumpled, it cannot be perfect again. Hello, I’m Park Sandara. Call me Dara. I’ll just go straight to the point. I have trust issues, a really serious one because apparently, people around me always act like a poop. I want to say sh*t but that doesn’t sound nice. Because of this problem, I found myself hard to trust anyone, even my family or my best friends. There’s always a reason behind it. You know that feeli
“I hate my left hand. I hate to look at it. I hate it when it stutters and trembles and reminds me that my identity is gone. But I look at it anyway; because it also reminds me that I’m going to find the boy who took everything from me. I’m going to kill the boy who killed me, and when I kill him, I’m going to do it with my left hand."
a story surrounding between the two.. KWON JIYONG and SANDARA PARK please read the foreword for author's thoughts...
Kwon Jiyong is a playboy who has turned over a new leaf—just in time to become a new dad. NOTE: This is an adaptation of Leslie North's story. :)
A mysterious letter is read after four years it was written. What does the letter contain? And how will it effect the love lives of two people who never had a proper chance together? Could a look in the past change the present?
“Where’s love? Can you show me? Can I see it now?” “Love’s here... In our hands.” “If our hands are hurt, love’s hurt as well, right? And if my hand holds another hand apart from you, will love disappear?”