you grunted upon making impact face-first into the ground. the sharp blades of grass pricked your skin uncomfortably, but you could barely feel it over the intense aching of your limbs and head. weakly craning your neck, you could just barely make out a pair of boots through your hazy vision. you reached out, but the boots only grew further out of your reach.
you felt too exhausted to try anymore, and dropped your arm with a soft exhale. finding it difficult to breathe, you used every final ounce of your strength to roll onto your back. all that you could feel was your head throbbing crazily before your eyes rolled back and the darkness swallowed you whole.
[a/n]:
hi i did unpublish this book and am now republishing it so if u already read these earlier parts feel free to skip ahead 🤪 or not idk
FOR EVERYONE ELSE: hello!! i wanted to try out a more serious kinda story bc i kept getting so unmotivated to write my other ones (speaking of which, i think i've decided to archive maybe bc i rlly have no idea where im going w it and i cringe reading it and i also literally update it once a year so :/ sorry guys). but anyways this will be very different to what i've written before, and i hope y'all are ok w that :D
everything is written in 2nd person pov unless stated otherwise.
this was originally written as a dwt fanfic (yeah im a mcyt stan make fun of me all u want 🙄) but i repurposed it bc it's easier to manipulate the plot the way i'd like. so if u see any similarities, that's why hehe.
a couple of trigger warnings: language, blood, violence, and more
disclaimer: i am not a doctor or anything of the sort, so some of the things in this book will be wildly inaccurate
also another disclaimer: i am VERY slow with updates. and i also have a tendency to drop a story and never finish it, ever. so just keep that in mind lol
and with that, i think we're ready to start the book! happy reading!!
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Fanfiction❬ ✰❛ jaemin x fem!reader fantasy!au ❀❜ ❭ you wake up in the woods, wounded and without any memory of how you got there. or any memories at all. you find yourself thrown in the middle of a war, torn between the two sides, and forced to unravel your...