JUNGKOOK FANFICTION ❝ It's just a thing you make me do And I could fight, but what's the use? I know I'd go back to you ❞

Ama Adusei never thought her life in Toronto would be anything more than classes, late alarms, and quiet evenings working at a bookstore. Lonely but resilient, she keeps herself afloat with calls to her best friend back home and the comfort of romance novels. Until a chance collision with a stranger shifts everything. Akihiko Murakami isn't just any man. He is the heir to a powerful Japanese family business with darker ties beneath its polished surface. Reserved, dangerous, and untouchable, he has no interest in love. But when Ama stumbles into his world, first by accident and then by fate, he cannot ignore the pull that keeps drawing her back. Caught between loyalty and curiosity, Ama finds herself tangled in secrets she was never meant to see, and Akihiko must decide if protecting her means keeping her close or pushing her away.

She was a ghost. He made her feel alive again. Amara Jackson spent five years hiding from the world that killed her father. Michael Jackson's only daughter vanished after his death-too broken, too famous, too afraid to be seen. Then she met Kendrick Lamar. A Compton-bred poet with dangerous roots and a soft heart, Kendrick saw past her ghosts. He fell hard. She fell harder. And for ten years, they built something the world tried to destroy. This is their story. From studio sessions to tabloid wars, from Lagos to Compton, from grief to Grammy stages-this is a love letter to healing, to Black love, to the price of fame and the power of being each other's home.

"Why you always look so serious after church." Roman asked, his eyes low . "You just spent two hours talkin to God." Serene adjusts the strap of her bag, looking around to make sure no one saw them. "You shouldn't even be back here." He smiled at that. "You always say that shit." "I mean it," she said, but her voice was softer than she wanted it to be. Roman stepped close enough so she could smell the weed on him. "You mean it every Sunday, church girl." Her cheeks heated up from the slight embarrassment of him calling her that. "Don't call me that." He tilted his head. "Why not? That's what you are." "I'm not just that," she said a little defensive and unsure; she didn't know what she was, but she didn't want a boy she thinks is cute to think of her as just the quiet preachers daughter who was a square. His smile faded as his eyes narrowed and he tilted his head. "I know." Then, after a beat, "That's why I like you." Serene swallowed and her fingers tightened around her bible. "You shouldn't." "I know," licked his lips, his eyes dropping to her hands before trailing back to her face. "But here we are." ㅤꨄ︎ ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɴ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀʀᴛʜ ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ, ɪ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴇᴡ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴜʀᴄʜ -Mariah the Scientist

𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐞 was the kind of girl who followed the rules; soft hearted, quiet, and careful with who she let in. 𝐌𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥 "𝐒𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤" 𝐑𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 was the reason people locked their doors at night; charming, feared, and loyal to a world he'd belong to. What started as something simple turned into something raw, all consuming, and unforgettable. He gave her a taste of danger. She gave him something to protect and want to be better for; but love in their collided worlds doesn't come easy. Especially when a thorn meets a rose. 🥇 in bwhm -06/16/25 🥇 in hoodromance- 06/19/25 🥉 in urbanromance- 06/21/25 🥇 in urban- 06/22/25 🥇 in thug- 12/3/25

"I know you don't love me baby, they're trying to take you away from me, only over my dead body" - Drake

After deciding to become a mother, Carmen Noel Grayson is overjoyed to learn she's pregnant, finally fulfilling a lifelong dream. But her happiness shatters when the clinic she trusted is accused of fraud, and Carmen is thrust into the unforgiving world of Charming. Forced to fight not as a surrogate, but as a mother claiming what is rightfully hers, she must navigate a brutal battle to protect the child she carries. Carmen's journey is a fierce declaration: she is no one's proxy. She is a mother, and she will be heard.

"ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍʏ ꜱᴀʟᴠᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇꜱꜱ. ɪ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ ɪɴ ᴍᴇ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ʙʀᴇᴀᴛʜ." ✦✧✦✧ɴᴇᴛᴇʏᴀᴍ x ᴏᴄ 𝑨 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆. #1 in Neteyamsully💌

Amira Jackson has lived her entire thirty-five years with the weight of stories-her grandmother's memories, her parents' mistakes, and the tragedy that took Ray's father when their son was only ten. Lynwood raised her, loss shaped her, and motherhood softened what the world tried to harden. Now, Amira spends her days guiding teens at the Boys & Girls Club, trying to teach them the same thing she's still learning herself: how to hold pain without letting it define you. When Kendrick Lamar returns to the community to speak with the youth he quietly supports, Amira expects chaos, crowds, and one stressed-out afternoon. What she doesn't expect is the way the moment he walks into the room shifts something in her-something she buried under years of survival, routine, and responsibility. Kendrick carries his own ghosts. Fame, past mistakes, childhood memories that still echo, the pressure of being the voice for a world that never stops listening. He recognizes the heaviness in Amira because he's been trying to outrun his own. As their worlds intersect-through Ray's admiration, community tensions, resurfaced trauma, and the shared ache of things left unsaid-Amira and Kendrick are pulled into a connection neither of them were looking for but both of them feel.

Amiri is sent to a summer camp by her parents Due to her always being on her phone with no friends on the phone to speak with. Amiri isn't really phased by this ,in fact she's kind of intrigued on what she might experience.