"I don't like people who don't understand what they're putting into my music." "And you think I don't?" "I think you will. Or I'll make you." Jeon Jungkook doesn't ask for your lyrics. He takes them. Twists them. Turns them into something sharper, deeper-something that sounds too close to the truth. Working with him means long nights, quiet tension, and learning how to read the things he doesn't say. Because he doesn't cross lines. He waits for you to. And when you do, there's no pretending it's just about the music anymore. Especially when the one song he refuses to release... is the one that sounds the most like you. •toxic, mature content, a touch of thriller, smut

In a world where precision saved lives and emotions were kept under strict control, Dr. Jeon Jungkook stood untouchable. The youngest and most brilliant Chief of Surgery in the country, he had been known for his unmatched skills, icy demeanor, and an aura that left the entire hospital in both awe and fear. No one dared to cross him, no one dared to get close. Until her. Yn had been everything he was not, soft, inexperienced, and lost in the pages of medical textbooks rather than the complexities of life. A newly appointed nurse, she had spent her first month trying to find her footing, unaware of the quiet storm she had already stirred. Innocent to the world beyond her duties, she had never imagined her carefully structured life would unravel the moment she stepped into Dr. Jeon's cabin. Because from the very first glance, he had noticed her. What had begun as a simple professional interaction quickly turned into something far more dangerous, an unspoken tension, lingering touches, and a pull neither of them could ignore. Drawn into his world, Yn had found herself stepping into unfamiliar territory, where boundaries blurred and desire took control. "𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒅, 𝒀𝒏." They had called it an arrangement. No feelings. No complications. But Yn soon realized that being close to Dr. Jeon wasn't just intoxicating, it was consuming. And the deeper she fell, the harder it became to separate what was meant to be temporary from what felt dangerously real. After all, some lines weren't meant to be crossed... but once they were, there was no going back. [ This story contains mature themes, including NSFW and explicit content, which may be uncomfortable for some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. ]

How cliché to be utterly and completely in love with your best friend.

At Cousins Beach, sixteen-year-old Kaylee Rivers isn't looking for love - just flings, fun, and freedom. But when she hooks up with the one boy she swore she'd never fall for - quiet, complicated Conrad Fisher - everything changes. In a summer filled with secrets, jealousy, and unexpected feelings, Kaylee must decide if she's ready to let someone in... or risk losing the only person who ever saw the real her.

Maanvi is twenty-eight, a government school teacher who believes in routine, restraint, and staying unnoticed. She lives with her in-laws, follows the rules, and keeps her thoughts to herself. Her life is quiet by design. Safe. Predictable. Until it isn't. Digvijay Sahay is thirty-two and impossible to define. No one knows what he does, where he comes from, or what he's running from. He appears without explanation, disappears without warning, and leaves questions behind like footprints no one can trace. Their meeting is accidental. Their connection is not. As secrets surface and danger closes in, Maanvi is forced out of the careful life she built, while Digvijay is dragged toward the one thing he never planned on protecting. Lies blur into truth, attraction turns risky, and survival starts demanding choices neither of them is ready to make. Dark, intense, and threaded with unexpected humor, this is a romantic suspense thriller about quiet strength, dangerous secrets, and what happens when a woman who has learned to endure collides with a man who has learned to disappear. Some stories begin with love. Theirs begins with a mistake.

'The way everything seems so wrong, but so right. Was it when you promised me you will be back? Or was it the war that you never thought you will come back alive? I longed for you, mourned for you and prayed for you. How many deaths have you saw before you met me? Because this war will never end, same goes to my love for you.' With love and war in between, she hoped he will be with her again, safe and sound in her arms forever.