𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧; 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴; 𝙖 𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙧 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙡𝙚 romance, drama, comedy ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ "You shouldn't be here, Jungwon," Minji's whisper trembled, barely audible in the dimly lit hallway. Her heart raced as she glanced toward the door, the weight of the palace walls pressing in on her. "If anyone sees us-" "I don't care," Jungwon's voice was low, hushed, but filled with a quiet desperation. He took a step closer, closing the distance between them until she could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin. His gaze held hers, intense and unyielding. "I don't care what they say, Minji. I only care about you." She tried to hold her composure, but the intensity in his eyes was unraveling her carefully constructed walls. Her lips parted, her breath shaky. "I'm going to be queen," she said, the words faltering as her fingers instinctively reached for the pendant at her neck. "We can't... I can't." Jungwon's hand gently caught hers, pulling her fingers away from the necklace. His touch was soft, lingering, as his thumb traced small circles on her palm. He stepped in even closer, his forehead almost resting against hers. "You can," he whispered, his voice now impossibly soft, sending a shiver down her spine. "But will you?" Her breath hitched. The heat between them was undeniable, their hands now intertwined. His presence was overwhelming, intoxicating, pulling her toward him despite everything she was supposed to stand for. For a moment, nothing else mattered-the crown, the kingdom, the duty. There was only him, only this. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ yang jungwon x oc forbidden relationship, duty vs desire soon-to-be queen oc x commoner jungwon longer summary inside highest rankings: #3 enhypenfanfic #1 jungwonfanfic @enhaheart ✧ ೃ༄*

After a series of unsolved murders, a small-town police station calls for a trio of well-known detectives to solve the case. As the case escalates things get left behind and new feelings are found in the depths of stacks of clues. Perhaps she is fit for an accompanying detective after all... "I rarely ask for anything sir, but for once in my life I will beg. I am begging you. Please put her under surveillance and protection. I am begging you." "Alright. We'll keep an eye on her... But if you're wrong-" "I'm not. I assure you. I will have this case solved before the two weeks run out." --- Started: Aug 12, 2024 Ended: -

Lee Areum and Park Sunghoon have been rivals, neighbors, and something in between for as long as they can remember. Competing in grades, bickering over the smallest things, and pushing each other's buttons-it was just how they worked. No matter how much they fought, they always found their way back to each other. Until one day, they didn't. A crack in their trust shattered everything, leaving them nothing but painful silence. Years later, fate plays its cruel game, forcing them to cross paths once more. Sunghoon, the boy who once filled her world with endless arguments and unspoken comfort, now stands before her like a stranger wearing a familiar face. The memories rush back. The emotions hit harder. But one question lingers-after all this time, is he still the boy she once knew? Or just the boy that she met before?

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Liliana swore off F1 drivers after a situationship gone wrong-until Ni-ki, the coldest racer on the grid, offers her a fake relationship she should have said no to.」 ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ Lily sighed, the sound heavy. She turned her head slightly to meet his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "What the heck are we doing? "You tell me," he said, his voice now a low, dangerous murmur, like a blade wrapped in velvet. The words cut, precise and cold. "You're the one who keeps insisting this is casual." "Because it is casual. We made a deal. That's precisely what this is." "Right," he scoffed, the sound a sharp, brittle shard of irony. "A deal. With carefully managed timelines and choreographed fake flirting and matching outfits and-whatever this is." He gestured vaguely at the small, white flower still tucked innocently behind her ear, its delicate petals stark against her dark hair. "You're the one who initiated this, Ni-ki. You wanted this." "Yeah, well, maybe I didn't think it would feel so-" He stopped himself abruptly, jaw clenching, his gaze darting away as if the very words he was about to speak were a betrayal. "Forget it." "No, say it," she challenged, the words slipping out, propelled by a dangerous curiosity before she could even register them. "You want me to spell it out, Liliana?" he asked, looking back at her now, his head shaking slowly, a profound, aching regret etched into his sharp features. "We were supposed to fake-date to distract the media and make some exes jealous. Not end up sneaking into each other's heads at night." "You think I wanted that? You think I asked for this?" "You shouldn't," he snapped, rising to his feet as well, his proximity suddenly stifling, overwhelming. "Not if it's casual, remember?" "Maybe you're right," she said quietly. She brushed past him, the contact brief, electric, yet she kept m

In 1996, a conwoman became entangled in the affairs of an underground boxer. Although her desire had always been money, gravity pulled her between her past and present, and forced her to make a choice: Train the young boxer that saw her retire to dominate the 'CONCUSSION CLUB' and the entire boxing scene, or continue to extort him for money, knowing at the end of the day, he was just the next-door florist? ©eerials2025, coming soon.

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Iseul returns to take revenge on her ex-husband, Sunghoon, by making him fall for her again-only to shatter his heart in the process. But as revenge blurs with old feelings, will she choose vengeance or love? 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ But before she could fully embrace the bittersweet memory, the sound of footsteps broke the stillness. Sunghoon's voice-sharp, almost venomous-cut through the night air. "Iseul," he said, his tone dark with something she couldn't quite place, but the way it lingered in the air made her spine stiffen. She turned to face him, a quiet shock on her face as he approached, his steps deliberate, purposeful. His eyes, once familiar, were now cold, distant, like someone who had been buried too long under layers of resentment. He shook his head slowly, almost as if disappointed, and his words hit her like a blow to the chest. "I know what you're doing. The dress, the perfume, the act. I'm not the naive Sunghoon you used to know." Her heart skipped, the subtle warmth she had felt earlier quickly turning to ice. She felt exposed, laid bare. His gaze was relentless, and his words-sharp, barbed-dug into the soft places she thought she had hidden so carefully. "Sunghoon," she whispered, but he wasn't done. He let out a bitter laugh, devoid of humor, and the sound felt wrong. It wasn't the kind of laugh she remembered, the one that filled the air with lightness. This one was a rasp, full of contempt. "I know exactly why you're here," he said, his voice thick with disdain. "It's because I own all of this now."

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Jungwon and I have been inseparable since childhood, a friendship that's survived every test-until now. In college and sharing an apartment, we're closer than ever, but a winter break trip to a resort with friends leads to a night neither of us saw coming. During a game of truth or dare, a kiss between us is a start of a slippery slope that ends in Jungwon's bed. Freaked out and desperate not to ruin our friendship, we made a pact: forget it happened and never speak of it again. Except now that it has happened, the pact is getting harder and harder to keep. Rankings: 11/17/2024 - #1 in yangjungwon 11/25/2024 - #1 in jungwon