"We become the monsters we're most afraid of." --- "Jimin," she breathed out. "You're allowed to touch me." His plump lips slightly parted as a gasp escaped him. "I-" he exhaled, his fingertips slightly grazing her cheek. "I'm someone else tonight. Remember?" she aspirated, leaning in closer. "Just for tonight?" "Just...
UNFINISHED + DISCONTINUED "you're all mine; the hair, the lips, the body, it's all mine." highest previous rankings: - #1 in jimin - #1 in pjm - #1 in btsfanfic cover by: @TheChristianChimChim on Wattpad
Love is a brilliant tragedy. A story of a young millionaire, a contract, bay of lights, and swinging chandeliers. HIGHEST RANK - #9 in Fanfiction [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]
You look up at the scoreboard with fury in your eyes. Second place, again. Chest heaving and hands balled into fists, you look over to your left and grit your teeth. Jimin smirks at you with his perfect white teeth, hatred boiling in your blood the minute your eyes land on him, his voice smooth as silk when he speaks...
Малката-каза и той вбесено!-Слушай ме внимателно,няма да ти давам подаръци на св.валентин,няма да се извинявам и да ти пея когато се скараме,а когато те желая не си и представяй да обсипвам леглото с рози само за едното удовоствие,но си представи едно -каза той и прошепна в ухото й - ОБИЧАМ ТЕ!
Park Jimin, the popular guy who everyone loved. You? You were more like.. the opposite. No one knew you, you were not very popular. So, what happens if you and Jimin began talking...?