❝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞❞ Working at a bar just outside one of the fanciest hotels in the city, Evangeline Winters has seen it all-the drunken pop stars, the washed-up celebrities, the athletes celebrating wins they barely remember the next morning. So when Jesse Rutherford walks through the door after a long night, she doesn't think much of it. He is just another famous face in a place full of them. Until he keeps coming back. And somewhere between late-night drinks, empty bar stools and conversations that stretch far past closing, Evangeline learns that getting close to Hollywood's newest heartthrob is easy. Figuring out what happens when the night ends is the difficult part.

YEARNING. DRAMA. 18+ TOO MUCH SMUT. 𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲? 𝐈𝐟 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲? 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 the lead vocalist of The Neighbourhood, Jesse Rutherford becomes fixated on a fan who lives behind the camera just as often as she stands before it. They know they should stay away-but the harder they resist, the more destructively they are pulled back together.

"You always date older guys?" Scarlet shrugged, eyes still fixed on the computer screen. "Usually." "Why?" "I don't know." Jesse looked at her for a long second. "That's a lie." Scarlet Spencer didn't expect touring with The Neighbourhood to feel anything like this. Not the exhaustion. Not the constant pressure. And definitely not Jesse Rutherford - cold, controlling, impossible to read, and somehow always watching her a little too closely. What starts as mutual irritation quickly turns into something messier: long nights in recording studios, conversations that go too far, and a tension neither of them knows what to do with. Softcore, Jesse once tells her, is just another word for pretending something dangerous is still soft enough to touch.

She thought the bruises on her skin and the scars in her heart were all she'd ever know-until a boy with madness in his eyes and fire in his soul made it his mission to show her what it means to truly live.

"𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘗𝘜𝘕𝘊𝘏 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦?" After the murder of your best friend by one of her students, her father, the Minister of Education, establishes the Educational Rights Protection Bureau to stop the rising school violence and collapsing teacher authority. That bureau requires representatives and inspectors, who happen to be no one else but you and your beloved husband. ~ ° In this story, Gayun isn't Hwajin's wife but rather his younger sister: they are siblings. That makes Hwajin the Minister's son. Thus, Gayun's and her father's surname is not Choi, but Na, to fit Hwajin's iconic surname. ;) #1 in TEACHYOUALESSON, 25/06/2026 #1 in GETSCHOOLED, 06/07/2026 Enjoy!

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Baek Soyeon fights to survive in the underground ring, pays her mother's hospital bills with bloodied knuckles-and accidentally catches the eye of the Union's coldest weapon. 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Geum Seongje rules the streets without mercy, until he meets the one girl who hits harder than his fists and doesn't flinch at his name-Baek Soyeon.

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* - *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Two bruised hearts. One soaked court. Neither expected the other. ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* - *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Ji-eun has spent years surviving behind closed doors, keeping her head down at school and hiding every scar with a quiet smile. Hyun-tak - the loudmouthed, warm-hearted "basketball rookie" who always seems to find trouble - was supposed to be just another classmate. But late-night games and whispered phone calls turn into small acts of care. A joke, a shoulder to lean on, a hand she doesn't realise she's still holding. As they're pulled deeper into Si-eun's world of union thugs, missing friends and street fights, Ji-eun starts to feel something she's never allowed herself before: safety. And maybe, if she's brave enough, love. But will it really last? Go Hyuntak x fem oc

"Can't you just spit it out?" "I'm in love with you, okay?" or in which the one-sided love isn't so one-sided anymore ☓ based on the one piece live action ☓ started 22-10-23 ☓ completed 27-11-23

𝚂𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚝 ‡ ꜱʏʟᴜꜱ (ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴇᴇᴘ ꜱᴘᴀᴄᴇ) ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ "Sylus, this is too much! We still need to buy lots of stuff when the baby's born!" an incredulous glance is thrown straight at the man standing in front of you. Unfazed, Sylus merely chuckle as he grabs ahold of your chin gently. "Oh, sweetie," he tilts your head up, planting a loving kiss on your cheek. "A small amount of money for your safety wouldn't make me go broke." [ under revision . . . ]

Her eyes seemed deep. quiet. But never silent. His world was a black and white film who only knew one colour; crimson red. "Mai tumhe woh hifasat nahi de sakta jo koi sadhaan aadmi de paaye, meri jaan." "Koi baat nahi, hifasat naam ka shabd meri kitaabo me hai hi nahi." ("I cannot give you the safety an ordinary man can, my love.") ("It's okay, the word safety was never in my books anyway.") She is his power and his weakness. She is his colour in his film-like world. There might be some 18+ scenes, you will be warned before the paragraph comes on. enjoy reading :) comments and votes are appreciated!!