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I look into the mirror There's no perfection After the accident I have a question
Eun Ae, a curious being. She has a body of a beautiful woman, a beautiful spring green coloured tail. Her body movements smooth like the meaning of her name. She was always keen to learn more about the human beings. She has always surfaced to the water, hiding behind the rocks to look over to the pier, watching the humans. She has always wished to become one of them. However, because of her curiosity, she has put man
I was really good friends with Lee Jeongmin when we were younger. After a few years, he went missing. I thought he was studying overseas or just on a long holiday. But one day, he came back and I realised he was somewhat different. Not in looks, not in personality. It was something I couldn't figure out until one day, he told me. Only then I realised, Jeongmin is different.
Modeling for 5 years in a modeling company in the United Kingdom Of Great Britain, I was traveling around the world for runway shows. Winter, Spring, Summer, Autumn. Model, model, model, model. What else did I want besides a break? I was modeling for the Winter collection runway show in Seoul, South Korea and finally got a few days off. As I was about to leave for Chile for th
I was physically abused when I was young by my own father. He abused my sister and sooner or later, she left the house. I was left as his only victim. Always hiding in the little corner of my house, I never really opened up to anyone. At last, I left the house, deciding to open up more to others and find a job. Finding a job wasn't hard, it was only when I was on a radio show
I was from a rich family but pretended that I wasn't. Father didn't want me to get hurt when guys were dating me just because I had the money so I had to keep it a secret. I wore big black glasses and carried books everywhere I went. I was a nerd, you could say. But as the graduation party for senior year students were approaching, I started to be more of myself. On the day of
It was all just a nightmare? Was it? It didn't seem like one. Because once I woke up, I could see the effects of what happened in each and every dream. I didn't want to fall asleep. No one believed me. I was to fight this on my own. Was I? Could it all just be one big nasty nightmare? Was I fine every time I woke up? I'm afraid. I'm afraid to fall asleep. Afraid of what would happen. “It
Under the pale, yellow moon walks a creature. He is alone this time. Icy stare. Ice cold voice. Heart of steel.
I was blind since birth. Why? I was just unlucky, I guess. My father died in a car crash when I was 10 years old, which was 9 years ago. My mother is the only person left as my closest family, you could say. I had no siblings, my father was gone and all my relatives just disappeared? I was sent to a special school from a young age until they found out that I was a gifted child. I begged
Being a School's Student President was tough. Especially since a well-known artist suddenly transfers to your school, sits next to you and wants to be your best friend. Getting bullied everyday, I had no one to complain to or pour out all my feelings to. How will my days continue?