North Stories

Johan has everything-money, power, charm, and a reputation that precedes him into every room. As the owner of a multimillion-baht empire, he's known as a polished playboy who never lingers, never commits, and never wants more than one night. Except for his assistant. North is efficient, composed, and painfully good at pretending he doesn't notice the way his boss watches him. Working at Johan's side means enduring teasing glances, suggestive comments, and a proximity that feels far too intimate for a professional relationship. North has learned to laugh it off, convincing himself it's just Johan being Johan-flirtatious, careless, and utterly unattainable. What neither of them realizes is that they're both trapped in the same lie. Johan's teasing is a shield for feelings he doesn't know how to confess. North's restraint is protection against a heartbreak he's certain is inevitable. Between late nights at the office, stolen looks across conference tables, and friends who see far more than either man admits, the line between boss and assistant begins to blur. Slowly. Deliberately. Inevitably. In a world of contracts and control, desire becomes the one thing Johan can't dominate-and North may be the only man who's ever truly owned his heart. Because when everything else fades, there's only one truth left: It was always only you, Mr Assistant.

North, Ter, Phoon, and Dao are four boys stitched together by shared pain-broken homes, emotional scars, and the quiet understanding that no one was coming to save them. Fresh out of high school and desperate for freedom, they run south, chasing distance from their pasts and a paycheck big enough to buy them a future. Their refuge? A luxurious golf-and-beach resort where survival comes in the form of tips, overtime, and biting sarcasm. Enter the Dragon Heirs. Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah-infamous, obscenely rich, and untouchable. The heirs to the country's most powerful empire are worshipped and feared in equal measure. Resort staff whisper about them like urban legends: rude, ruthless, and dangerously cruel. Everyone avoids them. Everyone-except four broke, traumatized boys who desperately need tuition money. Unlike the rest, North and his friends couldn't care less about family empires or terrifying reputations. To them, the Dragon Heirs aren't monsters-they're walking ATMs. Whether it's enduring verbal abuse as caddies, driving them around like unpaid therapists, serving drinks while being flirted with and insulted in the same breath, or simply standing there looking pretty enough to earn a tip, they take it all with a forced smile and a sharp tongue. Fear doesn't pay for college-but sarcasm might. When a runaway, problematic gang collides with four spoiled, power-drunk young masters, chaos is inevitable. Insults turn into banter. Power plays turn into lingering looks. Somewhere between arguments, accidental confessions, and very inappropriate tension, something dangerous starts to bloom. Is it just chaos? Or is it romance-loud, messy, ridiculous romance-threatening to ruin all of them in the best way possible?

It was a place where the weak were devoured, and the strong ruled. Disclaimer "This fan fiction, inspired by Howlsairy's North: How Much Is Your Love? and other works, focuses on Johan North. While Johan North originates from Howlsairy's original story.

This is another collection of small stories or incidents. The first one had too many stories in it and i thought to start another series. hope you like these too.

Aegor was mysteriously transported to Westeros and forced to join the Night's Watch. Struggling to survive in the brutal north, he knows the legends of the White Walkers are true and senses their imminent return. As the realm edges toward chaos, Aegor must choose between escaping his fate or standing against the coming apocalypse. #No Cheats #Slow-Paced

Nur is eighteen, full of laughter, and still figuring herself out. Surrounded by love, noise, and expectations, this is her story-messy, lively, and real. I don't really know how to describe the story but Insha Allah it is worth it. Just read it and thank me later❤ It is packed with everything, get ready to smile at some of nur silliness😄

Maybe, Just Maybe! It all started with a message I shouldn't have replied to: "How can I snatch you away from your man?" I thought it was a joke... but little did I know, that one reply would change everything. One DM. One unexpected love. Maybe, just maybe... He was just a random DM she never expected, sent without a second thought. She was someone he never imagined falling for. Two hearts from opposite worlds, brought together by a single message, clashed, laughed, and slowly discovered a connection neither could ignore. Through late night chats, stolen moments, and the quiet ache of longing, they realized love doesn't always wait to be planned... sometimes, it just happens. Maybe, just maybe, happiness can come from the most unexpected places.

This story follows the lives of two prestigious Northern families-one that earned its place, and one that can't afford to lose it. Salma Babajo-skillfully veiled, conflicted, and fiercely proud-has always idolized her father. But he lives by one rule: if you burn the midnight oil to secure something, you hold onto it by hook or by crook. Salma wears her last name like a badge, oblivious to the cracks beneath; until the secrets start to surface. Kabir Yabo is everything Salma is not-reserved, steady, and willing to bend to societal expectations. He tiptoes through life, careful not to step out of line. They have nothing in common... except for a fate neither of them sees coming. But what happens when the perfect son collides with the girl who plays by her own rules? And when what's expected threatens to overpower what's real? Will they fight to protect the illusion they were raised to uphold-or risk everything for a love that was never part of the plan?

Prompt/Idea: Ter falls asleep a lot more than usual *Hi. I'm new to the BL world and this is my first attempt at writing a fanfic for Fourever You. I love them all but my bias is Hill/Easter :) Please feel free to comment what you think.

💫▐ ˚. ☾ 𝖍𝔬𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝖋𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝖘𝔱𝔞𝔯﹆ ⤷ ❛ 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬. ❜ ✎ᝰ 𝖎𝖓 𝖜𝖍𝖎𝖈𝖍 the love child of brandon stark and ashara dayne changes everything and yet nothing at all in this game of thrones.◞ ❪ m!stark-dayne!oc x various. ❫ ❪ no endgame pairing decided yet. ❫ ❪ asoiaf / game of thrones. ❫ ❪ au, non-canon compliant. ❫ ❪ @ fireflwr, 2025. ❫

Six hearts collided, sparks flying-healing each other, shaping each other, becoming better together.

Characters 🌸Amina musa 🩷Ismail Mohammed Ibrahim 🌸Aliyah Aliyu 🌸Lisa Henry 🩷Samir Abubakar 🩷Alhaji Mohammed Ibrahim 🩷Alhaji Aliyu Usman 🩷Nur Isa 🌸Aunty Hazeera 🌸Hajiya Khadija 🌸Hajiya Nafisat 🩷Alhaji Isa Buba 🌸Hajiya Halima Isa Buba

My name is Huda, a young woman from Northern Nigeria, and this is my story. Life has never been simple - growing up in a home divided by separation, navigating the expectations of culture and faith, and stepping into the complex world of real adulthood. Every day, I balance lectures and assignments with the deeper realities of strained family ties, shifting friendships, and emotions I don't always have the words for. As I try to find my place in a world that often misunderstands girls like me, I'm forced to confront challenges far beyond the classroom. From love and heartbreak to moments of joy, pain, confusion, and clarity - each phase teaches me something new about who I am, and who I want to become. This is a journey of identity, growth, and quiet strength - a story of a girl finding herself in the middle of life's noise, and learning that everything truly unfolds as written.

A year has passed since the fall of Middengard. With the conspiracy against the Empress crushed under the Vangen's heel, an unlikely peace has fallen over the Empire. But the Empress does not sit idle. Now is the time for the licking of wounds and the settling of old scores, starting with the Vangen itself. For twenty five years Regis served the Empire faithfully, only to abandon his post and flee back to Danic, his frozen homeland in the north. Captain Libro has kept the Empress's vengeance at bay for as long as possible, but even her wrath cannot be stifled forever. With orders to bring him back to meet the Empresses judgment, the Vangen ride for Danic and capture the one man to desert the guard and live to tell the tale. But all is not as it was in the frozen north. A new King has risen, spreading darkness over the land and cutting off all contact with the outside world. Regis soon discovers the old life he'd left behind holds little recognition in the present, and yet the ghosts of the past still haunt him to this very day.

Umaiyrah Abdulmalik is soft like lavender-quiet, graceful, and content with living a simple life in Gwagwalada. Between supporting her family, planning events, and finding peace in routine, she has no room for the chaos of Abuja's elite world. Until the day she walks into a penthouse lounge in Maitama... and meets Zayd Yusuf Abubakar He smells of oud-rich, warm, and dangerously unforgettable. A multi-billionaire energy mogul with hazel eyes, a calm voice, and a presence that shifts the air around him. Zayd is the kind of man people whisper about powerful, quiet, and impossible to reach. But for reasons even he can't explain... he can't look away from the modest event planner who carries herself like she doesn't know her own beauty. Their worlds clash-soft and strong, lavender and oud. She wants simplicity. He lives in luxury. She plans events. He plans empires. Yet destiny weaves their paths together, drawing them into a slow-burning connection neither of them saw coming. In a city where status speaks louder than hearts, can a gentle girl from Gwagwalada and Abuja's quiet billionaire find a love that feels like home?

Just a collection of prompt fills from the kink meme. I'll put the links and prompts in the chapters. Also, I'm not really a shipper, so pretty much all the character interactions in here will be platonic unless you want to interpret it otherwise.

"Can I be him?" North has had a crush on his friend Otto as they grew up but North always became his #1 cheerer instead of the one Otto chooses. One day Otto comes to North explaining how he needs North to help him confess to his crush. How will North get over his crush? Or will something else happen instead?

Liora Ravella was born with a noble name, yet she grew up imprisoned by it. Within the Ravella estate, cruelty wore silk. Her stepmother, Isadora, and her stepsister, Seraphina, turned her days into quiet torment, while the servants learned to look away. Every corridor held a memory she wished to erase. Every night, she slept knowing tomorrow would be no different. Until she made a choice no one expected. When a marriage offer arrives from a man the world fears, a man whispered about as a monster, Liora does not hesitate. She reaches for it herself. Not out of hope. Not out of love. But to survive. This marriage is not a rescue. It is an escape. But trading one cage for another is a gamble, and Liora knows it. The hand she takes may lead her to freedom, or to a darkness far worse than the hell she leaves behind. Can she truly escape her fate? Or has she simply chosen a different kind of nightmare?

Aphrodite - the Greek Goddess of Love "Why do you feel guilty for something that isn't your fault?" "Because I could have saved him, I have the power to...so why didn't I?" I DO NOT OWN RISE OF THE GUARDIANS, I ONLY OWN ADORA

She has no idea how long she's been doing this. Her memories only go back three months, she could have been doing it for centuries before and she wouldn't know. But, if she doesn't remember it couldn't be that important. (Darcy is 45)(Lilac is 7-8)(Morgan is 195)