Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]

If the word "bright" was a person? It would be Iya. Irene Yvette Athalia "Iya" Claveria was not as intelligent as her sister. Well, that's what people often tell her. She believes that she is much more of an artistic person than a person who finds science or math interesting and for her, that's enough. When Athelstan Lein "Stan" Aguilera entered her art room by accident, or was it? Was it an accident or fate? Iya gave light to Stan's suburban and insipid world. Now that may sound cliche, but it was true. After all, Iya is Stan's light. But what if she does lose her energy? Her light? Herself? Who would be there to power her again?

Daiyu Verity Sy is always thinking one step ahead. She studies every situation with a crazy amount of precision before she decides. If caution is personified, there's no doubt-it will be her. Running away is her forte. No one can make stop in her track and face the incoming sense of danger. Not until Rivo Jereos, her well-known troublemaker friend, helped her get out of her comfort zone. But what if after she finally got the hang of it, series of unfortunate things make her blame herself for putting his life at risk? Will she stay or run away again?

It's the day of visitors. But the visitors to Sin-si are unwelcomed, vengeful beom. Unforgotten animosity fills the air and rage collides, soaking the ground with blood. Seven boys take up their weapons to end this fight, once and for all. 7FATES: CHAKHO with BTS ***** Content advisory: this story contains some violence Original story: HYBE Co-planning: HYBE / NAVER WEBTOON

❝i may not be the best person to exist, but i'll always try to be the best person by your side.❞ she loves the stars and the night sky, but he's more beautiful than any of them. #1 - jake #1 - jakeshim [ short story // lowercase ] © hyunsucks┆ft. JAKE SHIM。 start; 02/08/2020 end; 25/08/2020

AU in which Jimin writes about his crush named Y/n and one day wants to confront her.

"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17

HORROR/THRILLER [BTS FANFIC] mortuary ˈmɔːtjʊəri,-tʃʊ-/ noun a room or building in which dead bodies are kept, for hygienic storage or for examination, until burial or cremation •♛• He had never expected doing his project last minute, with his friends, to happen that way. Now, he was the only one left. He felt hopeless and lost.: I saw my friends floating above me, smiling at me. I smiled back. ❝I'm not crazy.❞ Started in: August 2016 Ended on: 3 December 2016