His finger traces my skin, his coffee brown eyes staring deep into mine as I feel chills run down my spine. "Taehyung." I call out his name, close to a whisper, afraid that someone might hear us. Why did being with him make me feel so good even though he wasn't mine to keep? [Highest Ranking: #1 in Fanfiction] Warnin...
"hey so my wi-fi kinda broke down and i was wondering if i could use your wi-fi? if yes, what's your wi-fi password?" in which a girl who tries to figure out her neighbour's wi-fi password.
Love is a brilliant tragedy. A story of a young millionaire, a contract, bay of lights, and swinging chandeliers. HIGHEST RANK - #9 in Fanfiction [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]
Here Joon and Hoseok are best friends since highshool. Joon inviting his friend to his marriage, Ee story ivarude anu. Avrde life ile past um present um ellam... Avarde life ile difficulties and adverse situations avar engane handle cheyum?? This story has a texture of Betrayal, Love, Friendship and untold love stor...
I used to be a fan of BTS. Life gets busy so I stopped being crazy about them unlike the old me. One day, I happened to coincidentally sit next to my bias on the plane from London to Seoul. Sounds lucky but not very lucky indeed. Especially when you are announced as a 'sasaeng' once you returned Korea.
okay the story's one line is... Jungkook is an engineering student (btech) , where Taehyung is a Nurse. Jungkook's dad want him to get married to Kim Tae tae... (ahhh bakki kadha vayikkumbol kittum) meanwhile , taehyung isn't interested in Jungkook (swabavikam) and.... click to read the story...
"Kiss me." He choked on his drink, gawking over at you instantly, "HUH?!" "You know, mouth to mouth action, maybe a little tongue if you're lucky," you piped grinning smugly. He looked like he had just got hit so far up between his legs as his expression grew pained. "Please tell me you're joking," he said breathles...
You, a fan, are dead and haunt BTS. Being involved in an accidental hit-and-run by the boys' tour bus on your birthday wasn't how you planned on dying. But it happened. A confused ghost you were, failing to find its place, you did what you could do and followed them back. You don't know why, but you targeted your bia...