❝ We don't meet people by accident. They are meant to cross paths for a reason ❞ Ibrahim Qureshi, 29-years-old. CEO of the Qureshi enterprises. Handsome and hardworking. His mother's only worry is to see him settled in life; with a wife and a baby. But he was too busy at work to care about marriage. Mawra Hussain, 24-years-old. Assistant of the famous CEO. Lovely and confident. Just like every other parents, hers wanted her to get married and have a little family of her own as well. But she was rejecting every other proposal, her parents thought was eligible for her. Theirs was a strictly professional life, they were never meant to cross paths apart from the office hours. Which took a huge flip when Ibrahim's family goes to ask Mawra's hand in an arranged marriage, shocking the both of them. Join in the journey of Ibrahim and Mawra, of how they become from boss and employee to husband and wife. ••• Word Count: 61,026 Ratings: The book is intended for mature audiences. But there's no explicit description. Fade to black only. •••

"You have a single bullet in your guns, you can kill the person in front of you or shoot the person aiming at you, it's your choice." When top female police officers have to go undercover as the biggest gangs bodyguards. Mission or love? CLAP!! A BIG THANK YOU TO @MONPEACHES FOR TAKING THE TIME TO MAKE THIS AMAZING POSTER FOR THIS STORY!!!!!!

❝Will you write me in your notebook? Will you write me in your heart?❞ Can you make memories with someone who can't make memories? Can you love someone who can't remember you? ➣AU ➣Coming of Age/ Angst ➣Short Story ©Kiki 2020© ©Cover by @gammarays__ ♥️

"So you're telling me I'm supposed to be dead? How the hell am I replying then?!" In which she sends texts to her dead senior until suddenly, someone starts replying back. warnings: mention of death, depression and suicide inspired from anime kimi no nawa and orange Highest: 1 in jin 1 in kpop 1 in textfic 37 in fanfiction [COMPLETED]

"Hello neighbour!" She drunkenly smile with her eyes half closed. "Get out of my apartment." Was the first thing that Yoongi told her. Credits for the cover goes to @Jiminfication ❤️ Started: June 14, 2017 End: Sept. 25, 2017 Highest rank: #7 in fanfiction (9/23/17)

❝ It's been seven days, Yoongi... ❞

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A girl discovers from her new friends at school that their music room is haunted by a spirit. The rumors say that if you visit the music room at night you will see the ghost. The main character decides to check it, to find out that there is no one, but a handsome boy playing the piano. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Min Yoongi --- Special credits to Suga_Kim <3 ---

He didn't have to save her but he did. He didn't want to ruin her life the way he did, but he did. He didn't want to love her, but he did. Hoseok struck a deal that's going to change his life...forever. Most Impressive Ranking: #1 IN FANFICTION ~ Most Impressive Ranking: #1 IN BTSJHOPE ~ Most Impressive Ranking: #1 IN HOSEOK

What would you do, if you find yourself in an unknown place? Without any memories about yourself or how you got there. And what would you do, if there is one guy, the only one being able to see and talk to you, who you're connected to in a strange way. Who makes you feel alive. What would you do, if you don't know if you're already dead or not? And what if you wake up? ©Taehyung'sMonster

"Who are you?" "Me? I'm a... pizza delivery guy!" "But..." I scanned him from head to toe. "Pizza delivery guys don't wear suits..." 🌹🌹🌹 "You know, you're acting more and more like a human lately," I smiled at him. "I like it." He smiled back at me and kissed my cheek. "I like it, too." His phone suddenly beeped inside his pocket. When he saw the message, his face turned pale and he dropped the ice-cream. "What happened?" I panicked and peeked at his phone. It was his new list of people whose souls he was supposed to bring in. There... I saw my own name. [This story is related to my other story 'Eternally yours'] [Can stand alone as a separate story] This story includes violent language and sometimes mature themes involving death. Proceed with caution. DO NOT COPY OR PLAGIARIZE.