at long last, Kill For Me is finished. Can't believe it took me two years, but here we are. Please understand that I started the fic one day in G8. Its been two years since then, and it does not reflect my writing skill today!
That being said, thank you so much for sticking around so long. ❤️❤️ You and BTS thé assassins are done for now, but feel free to read over the book once again. I'll probably be re-editing as time goes by, so don't be surprised if you see a little notification every now and then.
There will not be a sequel to Kill For Me. Reading over this book again and again, I can't help but cringe insanely at what I've written - and to think when I first started it, I thought I was doing amazing 🤣
For myself, I've had enough of it.
HOWEVER. Finishing this book has inspired me to do a little more writing. I want to create a new work, one that is well thought out, planned, and will be much better (unlike Kill For Me, where I spontaneously updated when I felt like it and has SO MANY plot holes I hate meself what.)
This is why, my friends, ill be writing a new fic.
See a short teaser below :)
FIC NAME: UNRIVALLED (k.s.j)
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Excerpt.
Intoxicated, Namjoon stumbles, drink in hand. His lanky figure resembles a willow tree waving in the wind, his movements sloppy and a sluggish grin strewn across his face. All forms of thought are clearly out the window at this point, and you scurry after him in heels, furiously waving your arms in attempts to catch up.
"Namjoon!" You whisper yell, eyes wide and desperately trying to stop the man amidst his live concert ballad of "As Long as You Love Me" to unsuspecting strangers around the office. Oblivious, Namjoon giggles to himself, skipping down the halls before he finally stops.
Panting, you finally grab hold of his shoulder and curse under your breath. You never knew your friend could walk so fast. In your exhaustion, you fail to see Namjoon's eyes go smitten, and another pair of unimpressed eyes staring back at him, then you.
"You sir, are the hottest man I've ever laid my eyes upon." Namjoon blurts out, and your eyes widen as you recognize the broad-shouldered person in front of you.
You feel your face burn with embarrassment. "Namjoon," You hiss angrily into his ear, so close to throwing yourself out of the open window to your right.
