I met him again in the place I least expected. Is this meant to be or will one of us die? I can't bare the thought of it... how will the story progress?

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

- in which, you're searching for a book with imagines. if you're a park joonggil stan-this is your area. (i also do add other characters as well). cause all i do, -is listening to music and daydreaming with my comfort character. - contains romance, smut, violence. - most imagines aren't meant to be finished, the rest of the story is up to your imagination. cover pic found on google. cover made by @luminousnovaa. all rights reserved @luminousnovaa. completed.

"𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘯." urnotfictional ©

I was walking down the hallway when all of the Sudden I feel a hand grab me and pull me into a janitors closet . I let out a scream , not knowing who had pulled my arm . I look up to be met with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen . I hadn't noticed before ... there were sparks shooting up my arm and his scent was making me weak at the knees . "Mate" "What's your name beautiful " - Souline ... Souline Mikealson - "Beautiful " He just started at me for who knows how long , not that I could look away ... his god like features stopped me from looking away . He leaned down to my neck and I could feel he's breath on my neck causing me to shiver , I turned my head to give him more access. He kissed my neck causing me to let out a quiet moan . He looked at me in the eyes and then walked out . ........................................

Wednesday and Male Reader. Based on the popular Netflix series. The story will mainly focus on the OC(Y/N) and the interaction he has with Wednesday. I don't own anything other than the character that I wrote. *Update This story managed to reach No.1 in Wednesday 🤓 I'm so happy it's like a new achievement for me. Currently it's No.3👌

That day she left me with the world we created out of our love.... Our child. I stopped believing in love. I had already lived my love story but responsibilities don't wait. I remarried. Not for myself or for love but for my child. Marrying someone else felt like a betrayal even though that's what my first love wished for on the death bed. Then she entered my life. I was never going to love her. Because how can I love again when my heart still belonged to someone who was now no more in this world? She didn't replaced my first love. She slowly created a place in my heart and unknowingly I was healing. But loving her would mean my first love was less but then time made me realised that love doesn't replace, it expands. This means my heart even after breaking, knows how to beat 💓 Sometimes love doesn't come again to earse the old story but to remind you that your heart still have the capability to feel ❤️ I didn't leave my first love behind... I just made room in my heart to love again 🤍