"What the hellhounds??" "Oh Satan's butt, what have we done??" "I TOLD YOU THIS WAS A BAD IDEA!" ☽✧ ✦ ✧☾ In which three adolescent demons screwing around with an Ouija Board accidentally summons a human. ©Kiki 2019© ➢AU ➢Romance/Drama ➢Fantasy ➢Low-key crackfic Highest Rankings: #1 in JIMIN #1 in TAEHYUNG #1 in KPOP #4 in BTS #4 in Fanfiction Thank you guys for 2 million!! 💕 **Started: February 16, 2019** **Ended: April 24, 2019**

"Surely Seokjin told you that I was sick." the Prince said, "You wouldn't leave a sick person by himself, right?" He leaned forward, hands on the desk. "Well, um, I don't want to disturb you while you eat and you seem fine, for the most part..." you said in a quiet voice. You've never been alone with him for this long before. The space felt smaller than it actually was. "Are you accusing me of lying?" One of his eyebrow raised as the chocolate orbs pierce through you. "Your Highness, my apologies. I don't mean anything by that statement-" "Then sit down." It was a royal command and you took the seat in front of him. "Am I fun to look at?" he asked. It knocked you out of your thoughts, you realized you had propped an elbow up and your head rested on it, staring at him like a stalker. "My apologies, your Highness." you said, submerged in embarrassment. You really did want to leave now. But his gaze continued to pin you down. "I'm just joking. Please look at me all you want." Prince Namjoon, he was the epidemy is all that is good. You knew you didn't deserve him. You were only the Princess's tutor after all. But the palace is filled with secrets. And once you found out who you really were, you knew you could never be with your prince.

✅ "Any last words before the race starts?" "vroom vroom bitch."

What if one day you just happened to get the worst job of your life? not just working for a jerk, but working for the jerk who once broke your heart? how does Lei tolerate the intolerable Kim Taehyung? read more to find out ;)

The story of a man who abandons his wife and son to be with his mistress in a foreign country. He spends four years living a life of luxury, free from the responsibilities of his family. However, his world is turned upside down when he receives news that his son has fallen ill with a rare and life-threatening illness. The man is forced to return home to help his son and face the consequences of his actions. He must confront the pain and hurt he has caused his family and try to make amends. As he works to help his son, he begins to see the impact his absence has had on his abandoned family. Can he find a way to make things right with his family, or is it too late? As he grapples with the consequences of his actions, the man must decide whether he is willing to fight for his family and make things right. Will he follow through with his plan to divorce his wife, or will he fight to win her back and rebuild their family? ⚠️T/W: heavy angst, abuse, sexual assault, violence, misogyny, mention of blood, mental health topic. BOOK 2 ✅ BOOK 3 IS ON GOING! Highest rank: #1 in fanfiction out of 1.4M stories #2 in romance out of 2M stories Editor: Gray the Platypus PLEASE NOTE: Chapters 10-53 have NOT been edited and are in the process of being rewritten. Thanks for understanding. S&G

BTSs life turns upside down when they find out that their kids from the future are.....here? How will they get back? How does BTS handle their kids?....hell do they even believe that they are their kids?!

𝐖𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐤𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐨𝐧... 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐟𝐚𝐫, 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞... You have worked as his secretary for six long years until you finally say that you are going to resign. What happens to Jimin, the workaholic boss,who has become completely dependent on you? How will he stop you from resigning? For more read "His Secretary". What's wrong with Secretary Kim-(Partly inspired) #1 Jimin×Reader #1 ParkJimin #1 BTSJimin #1 ChimChim #1 Serendipity #1 Jungkook #1 Bighit #2 Fanfiction #2 Promise #3 Lie #4 Bangtansonyeondan #4 BTS #6 mochi #6 promise