𝐋𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐁𝐀𝐋 thought she had finally outrun her past. After years of living quietly and piecing herself back together, she never imagined she would find love again-especially not in 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊, the man whose quiet charm and warmth made her believe in safety, in belonging, in forever. But on the night of their wedding, forever shatters. Jungkook's tenderness turns to ice as he reveals the truth: their marriage was never built on love, but revenge. As memories she buried begin to resurface, Lisa is forced to question everything-her past, her innocence, even her own mind. Haunted by fragments of what really happened, she finds herself trapped between guilt and denial, between the man who swore to ruin her and the one she once believed was her home. But vengeance has a way of blurring lines. And when love and hatred intertwine, someone always gets burned. ©𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐄

--- 📖 Lizkook Short Stories (smuts) Romance | Obsession | Mature | One-shots ⚠️ Warning: Contains mature themes. Not for minors (18+ only).

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When love whispers softly, can tradition silence its echo? Jeon Jungkook, a powerful CEO bound by family expectations, finds his carefully built world shaken the moment he crosses paths with Lisa, a free-spirited radio DJ. What starts as a playful dare soon transforms into a bond that neither

{Original work} In the glittering, cutthroat galaxy of South Korean entertainment, where every smile is a carefully curated performance, the raw, open animosity between Lalisa Manobal and Jeon Jungkook is less a secret, more a force of nature. She's the ethereal siren of the screen, known for her razor-sharp wit off-camera. He's the industry's charming 'golden boy' actor, with a mischievous glint in his eye that promises trouble. Their 'conversations' aren't exchanges; they're verbal duels, each word a finely honed blade. "Fancy seeing you here, Jeon," Lisa's voice purrs, a silken thread of sarcasm. "Still trying to find a role that challenges you beyond blinking on command?" Jungkook's smile, usually a weapon of mass adoration, sharpens to a dangerous edge. "And you, Lalisa. Still perfecting the art of making an exit mid-scene when the actual acting gets too demanding?" Their rivalry isn't just talk. It escalates into outright chaos, from 'accidentally' ruining each other's meticulously planned PR stunts with a well-timed social media post, to strategically leaking embarrassing set photos, leading to frantic "Damage Control" sessions that stretch the patience of their long-suffering managers and teams to their absolute limits. The entire industry watches, a blend of horrified fascination and gleeful expectation. But now, in a move that sent shockwaves through every studio and agency, these two titans of tension have been cast as the passionate leads in Celestial Bonds, the year's most anticipated drama. Forced to spend every waking moment together, rehearsing intimate scenes, and navigating relentless media scrutiny, the thin line between their scripted animosity and their very real, deeply rooted disdain begins to fray. Can two such formidable adversaries, whose careers have been built on outshining and out-maneuvering each other, truly find something other than contempt in the other's eyes? My original work Do not copy

Seven different narratives of two souls, loving each other, craving lust, resulting in sweet or tragic stories.

A short drabble consisting of seven chapters (or more) about how much Jeon Jungkook adores his lover, Lalisa Manobal. In seven different times, seven different universe and seven different scenarios But with the same souls, the same bond and the same love. With a Sunflower. 🌻 :) (Short multiple Aus)

"You're applying the wrong lip balm," he said, his tone a mix of concern and teasing. "If you say so, I'll just blindly trust you. What do you think of yourself?" she shot back, a smirk playing on her lips. "Lalisa Manoban, are you some kind of stalker?" Rose said, raising an eyebrow in playful accusation. "You've lost your mind! You've come here with a bag belonging to a girl idol," Jin remarked, shaking his head in disbelief. "What! Your fan? Not even in your dreams! Who do you think you are?" she scoffed, crossing her arms defiantly. "You're not even my type! I don't understand why all the male idols from 97 lines are after you. Are they mesmerized by your 'so-called' beauty?" he said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Stay away, don't come near me," she warned, her gaze turning sharp. "When I saw you backstage applying my lip balm, I couldn't stop thinking about how your two lips would taste," he said, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "Please don't leave me," he pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice. "But it's too late; goodbye," she said as she walked away, not bothering to look back, leaving him with a mix of regret and longing. A Liskook Ff

Description: After transmigrating as the male lead's troublemaking cannon fodder girlfriend- I diligently followed the plot. Every day, I relentlessly humiliated the male lead in bed, and lavishly squandered his money out of it. I was just waiting for the male lead to completely hate me so I could finish my mission. But no matter how much trouble I caused, the male lead always smiled gently and affectionately. He didn't care at all-letting me sleep with him and spend his money however I pleased. Just as I was completely baffled, the system that had been offline suddenly let out a scream: "Host, you're sleeping with the wrong person! This is the book's craziest villain, Jeon Jungkook!" Me: ...... No wonder he was so calm. Compared to him, my petty wickedness was as harmless as a kitten's scratch! Frightened, I turned to run, but as soon as I looked back, I bumped right into Jeon Jungkook. He threw me back onto the bed, unhurriedly undoing his shirt buttons: "You've bullied me so many times. It's only fair I bully you back once, don't you think?" "Don't be scared, baby. Just one night."