as the final farewell to your soon-to-be-ex husband namjoon, you spend with him one last christmas in your parents' cottage far away from the city, reflecting on your life together before you will part your ways for good. . . . . . . . . . . . ⇢ warnings: explicit sexual content, fingering, oral sex (f receiving), unprotected sex (be safe kids!), dirty talk, just good, ol' emotional sex . . . . . .........Warning.......... • THIS CONTENT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER 18 . • DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE . • THIS IS ALL MADE UP BY MY IMAGINATION SO IT DID NOT HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE . • DO NOT COPY OR REPOST , ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO ME .

He was the leader of the biggest boy band in the world. Always in control. Always under the spotlight. Always composed. She was the opposite. Chaos in leather and ink, a lawyer with eyes like knives and no fear of burning bridges. Ji-a didn't care about rules or reputations. She lived to destroy them. She bled into places she shouldn't have, pulling him into choices that turned trust into jealousy and brotherhood into doubt. Namjoon should have walked away. Instead, he let her pull him under. With her, he wasn't the perfect leader, the untouchable idol, the man burdened by expectations. With her, he was stripped to nothing but raw want. It wasn't love. It was lust dressed up as something close. An addiction neither of them knew how to quit. They were fire and storm, devouring each other until nothing else mattered. Not feelings. Not futures. Not even the wreckage they left behind. Because sometimes the story isn't about happily ever after. It is about the ruin you crave on the way down. Because some stories are not meant to end in forever. They are meant to burn you alive. "He ruled the stage, but she ruled his freedom." Disclaimer: The book features heavy smut. I will not be putting a disclaimer on every chapter where smut shows up. Viewer discretion advised.

Live in 10 seconds. Namjoon has done this a thousand times-heart pounding, breath steadying, the countdown echoing louder than the cheers outside. 3... 2... 1... The lights hit. He opens his eyes. And just like that-he's no longer Namjoon. He's RM: the leader, the poet, the flawless idol with the million-dollar gaze. He delivers every verse with precision, every move with grace. And the crowd goes wild. He smiles like it's everything. But lately... it isn't. Performing used to make him feel alive. Now, it's just how he survives. Until she arrives. She's not even supposed to be part of this world. But with her quiet laughter and unshakable spirit, she starts breaking through the walls he built long ago. And suddenly, Namjoon starts wondering- what if living begins when the music stops? A show that was never meant to change anything. A girl who sees beyond the glitter. A love story between the world's biggest Kpop idol... and the one person who makes him want to be just a man again. *** Book 1 of the True Love series ***

There are stories written about meeting the right person at the wrong time. In your story, he was the right person who was all wrong for you to claim. He was your best mistake, while you were nothing more but a small chapter in his story. A story with an ending that had been written long before you came into the picture. But then life brings you back together again, allowing your unabashed hope to slither its way back in. The only thing you can do is to wonder-will this be just another interlude in his story, or are you given a second chance to rewrite your whole story, with a new pen to write your own happy ending? - ⤑ Title | The (im)Perfect Ending ⤑ Pairings | Namjoon x female reader ⤑ Genre | Past Lovers!au, Second Chance, Infidelity, Smut, Angst

Architect= Leader of the Elites. Kim Namjoon= The Elites's next target. The mission= Do whatever it takes to get him to trust you. You had no care in the world, except for the assignments, and you did them without any questions asked. Kim Namjoon was just like any other assignments, it'll be easy to take him out. But obviously, nothing is ever that simple. Lock and loaded, dear Architect.

"I used to wish I could teleport." Namjoon admitted from behind you. It made you jump and he caught your shoulders firm and delicately. He bowed a small apology. "Teleport? Why not fly?" "That takes too long. I want to get to where I want as fast as possible. Like if someone ever needs me, I'll be there to save them immediately." "Wow, that's so deep. I used to wish I was a mermaid because I wanted luscious hair." you replied in embarrassment. But he didn't laugh in a mocking tone. "Who knows, it could still happen." he said. "You can grow a tail and swim far from here. But don't go too far, I'll miss you." A picture is worth a thousand words, that's why he loves them. Photography is Namjoon's passion, while yours is to paint. While it might seem that your paths would never cross, something happened one cold day that led to an intertwining of lives and faiths.

The world is a lot bigger and stranger than you ever imagined. The boy in class isn't who he appears to be. Venture down the dark alleyway to find your true destiny.

What happens when young, rich, and cruel boys are bored? They play games. And what better game to play than to bet on the heart of their indifferent class president. There are many faces in the game, you never know what filter you're looking at.

You both hate each other from childhood but destiny bring you together and both knot together by force marriage on pressure of family aka Arranged Marriage Arranged by HIM 😏

Part 1: After overhearing something he shouldn't have, Namjoon promises to make it up to the bride by keeping her maid of honor company during the rehearsal dinner party. What was supposed to be an unremarkable night became something so much more. Part 2: It's a year later when Angie decides to visit Hyejin, both women looking to get away from their problems. But a certain group is just pausing their tour, and old feelings are rekindled when their paths cross.