blu and jewel fanfiction

I have uploaded this for myself to listen to thank you and please don't eat my brain out for this.

discontinued original Cale henituse × who made me a princess. in this au Claude is 40 when he meets athy

Just an ordinary student with enthusiasm for anime, at an ordinary day Truck-kun took him away all of a sudden. When he opened his eyes, he found himself embraced by the biggest star of Japan: Ai Hoshino. Reincarnated as the idol's third child, along with Ruby and Aquamarine, Alexandrite has an unusual gifted kind of heterochromia-one ruby on one eye and aquamarine on the other, as if reflecting the dual destinies of his sisters. Alexandrite Hoshino is a rare jewel whose color changes depending on the light. But Alexandrite wasn't born just with memories of his past life; inside him awakens a sort of system of understanding wherein effort is converted into growth: every dance step taken, every word learned, every song rehearsed—all can be measured in attributes and skills and thus improved by him. Now, having learned of the ill-fated future and being able to improve through her resolve, Alexandrite must make a decision—will she accept the cruel fate she already knows, or will she shine so brightly alongside her new family that it will be rewritten? Thus, there began the tale of the third jewel in Ai Hoshino's gaze.

Reki was broken after his fight with Langa and while he was hurting he got a call from someone he never expected to hear from again, he was shocked when he heard Mikoto voice telling him that he was coming to see him alongside his 4 friends and the whole of the red clan as soon as he finds out he quickly gets himself ready. What if Mikoto sees how broken his beloved Reki has become and what if he asks Reki to come back and help him, so what if Reki leaves S behind just to follow Mikoto and Langa and his friends find out Reki has vanished and goes looking for him. How well they react when they see Reki fighting on the streets and whether they are able to convince Reki to return home with them or will Reki choose to stay by his King's side.

Kim Y/N never believed in love at first sight-until she met *him*. Park Sunghoon, the enigmatic transfer student whose quiet intensity feels like drowning in the deepest ocean. MY BLUE The first time I saw him, I didn't know yet that blue could be a person- not the cheap crayon-blue of childhood coloring books, not the faded denim of hand-me-down jeans, but this: the blue of glaciers fracturing at midnight, of oceans pausing mid-tide, as if the world itself held its breath to watch him walk by. Park Sunghoon. A name I'd whisper to my pillow, a color I'd trace in the margins of my notebooks: "My Blue." (Too fragile to say aloud. Too late to take back.) My Blue. My quiet storm. My impossible wish.

A girl named Sonia Jaxnson who lives in a foster home and being abused by her foster mother.

She didn't want to be a monster. She didn't want to kill. She didn't want to be killed.

Un niño de 6 años sueña con ser el mejor delantero del mundo y superar a Messi cuando tiene la oportunidad para seguir avanzando su sueño con un partido ya que el que ganará se le reconocería como un equipo oficial de la liga japonsa y se convertiría en jugador profesional pero pierde por pasarle el balón asu compañero al llegar ah su casa su mamá le entrega una carta que le había llegado en la cual lo invitaban ah un proyecto llamado blue lock que hiba ah crear un Delantero Revolucionario después de conversar este asunto con su mamá y papá lo dejan ir hacia blue lock en su cuarto un Sistema se activaba dándole recuerdos de su vida pasada y desde cuando era un bebe y aceptaba la misión de perder la memoria y como recompensa al comenzar blue lock elegiría cualquier talento después una enorme fila de jugadoras famosos como jugadores no famosos aparecieron frente ami dando la opción de eligir el Talento de Messi

Just met by chance. I went with him to the hospital.. I was confused and frustrated what the hell happened all of sudden. I was holding his hand when one of the doctor was putting all those needles in his hand. We reached to the hospital and they told me to wait outside I sat down there on the bench looking at my hand which was covered with blood. "please don't hurt me" it was starting again. I quickly ran to the bathroom and washed of the blood. I looked at the mirror "dad" I saw him behind me with the rod he use to beat me with I turned around but there was nothing.. I felt like somebody was choking me I sat there for sometime try to catch my breath. When I came out I found namjoon near the receipter

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!