𝗘𝗡𝗘𝗠𝗜𝗘𝗦 𝗧𝗢 𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗦 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘, ❝𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚜, 𝚢𝚘𝚞.❞ 𝗞𝗜𝗠 𝗧𝗔𝗘𝗛𝗬𝗨𝗡𝗚; How can person be like infuriating yet appealing at the same time. She drives me insane. What I'm doing, I have to remind myself that I hate her guts or do I really hate her? 𝗠𝗜𝗡 𝗬/𝗡; I hate men. i feel horrible at slightest touch but what's wrong with me around him? His touch feels like sparkle in my darkness, I feel secured, protected in his presence when all he do is to act like total jerk and certified asshole he is. Is that what they meant by falling in love feels like? 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗲𝗿. ｡｡｡｡｡ The story of the most famous Idol as well as the CEO of Kim industries who is nothing but player and arrogant ruthless male meets the cold and mysterious girl hiding the heartbreaking past under the mask of beautiful smile. ❝"Let me love you, the you, you were hiding all along." "all you will find is hollows and emptiness. I have nothing to love about." "gosh! You can't be that oblivious. Your existence is enough for me to love you, baby."❞ ｡｡｡｡｡ CONTENT -18+ smut -rape, abuse. -selfharming -angst -adorable and romantic scenes - truamatising past. [It's my first fanfic. English is not my 1st language, I wasn't fluent when I started writing this, understand if any grammatical error.] Start: 4 Apr 2023 End: 4 Sep 2023 #1 to kimtaehyung in 62.4k #1 to truma in 34.6k #1 to jhope in 68.7k #1 to kth in 8.28k #1 to tae in 16k #1 to taehyung in 179K #3 to taekook in 61.1k #1

You, Nakahara (Name) were the twin sister of Nakahara Chuuya. Unlike your brother who manipulates gravity. You could manipulate time. While he went and joined the Port Mafia. You were struggling to leave the Port Mafia. While meeting many new people, and dealing with a particular suicidal brunette. Your life changed completely. . . \\ Follows the story line \\ \\ Dazai x Reader \\ \\ None of the images or characters belong to me\\

Four years ago, you were the brightest young detective in Yokohama-until a mission ended with ten thousand dead and your name written in blood. You vanished, choosing solitude over salvation, haunted by every scream you couldn't silence. But when Osamu Dazai shows up at your apartment door with that same lazy smile and a case that sounds eerily familiar, you realize ghosts don't stay buried forever. Now, between sleepless nights, tangled emotions, and the dangerous dance of two broken minds, you're forced to confront the one mystery you've spent years avoiding-your own heart.

1950s. ***Story contains mature scenes and Hindi phrases in initial chapters which are not translated in english*** Abhigyan Singh, a Sarpanch of the village named 'Tarapur'. The position was passed to him by his father at the age of 20, when his father was on his death bed. His mother, Surekha Pradeep Singh, is a cancer patient. And his brother, Abhisar Singh, 12 years-old, was still studying in school whereas his sister, Sunaina, was married off at the age of 21, as per his father's last wish, infront of his eyes. Such a huge responsibility at such a young age had made Abhigyan arrogant, rude, a very secretive person. When he turned 28, the only wish of his mother was to marry off his son with a straight like cow and good-looking like princess type of girl. Although, Abhigyan wasn't ready, he knew that he would destroy girl's life by marrying her, still he agreed when his mother and elder sister forced him. Let's see how his life goes like with an unknown girl.

"did you just draw a dick on my face?" Min Soojung was more than textbook perfect-- she's independant, crazy smart, and most of all: competitive. That's until the day her full score was smugly ruined by a hot-headed bad boy, who aces all his subjects. It's annoying, it's frustrating, and most of all, he's....strangely obsessed...with her rough edges? Will she be able to keep up her honor student streak, or will she let the gates run free of his inevitable growing charms? Highest ranking: #1 in FANFICTION [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]

"Out of all emotions I feel right now , it's hatred held in my heart towards you." Although I let out those words, I couldn't stare into those dark brown orbes of his. "Look into my eyes and repeat yourself." And Jimin exactly picked out my weakness. ************ They say "hate cannot drive out hate.... Only love can do that." Can it be similar to this case where two kingdoms who only want war from each other ? Kingdom of Jeonju and Busan, two most powerful and dangerous enemies . With the hate they hold in within , can it be driven out with love ? What will happen when the sworn enemies , the princess of Jeonju and Prince of Busan start to have feelings for each other ? A tale about how love proclaimed over the dynasties of hate. ⚠️Covers don't intend any kind of shipping⚠️ Ranking #1 grudge #18 truth #3 btsjjk #1 royalau #2 btsjhope #2 btsscenario

" 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗱𝘀 . 𝗗𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗿... " "𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝗺𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳. 𝗜 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗼𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝗜 𝗱𝗼.... 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗿𝗮𝘇𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀, 𝗯𝘆 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘀𝘁." __________ Taehyung let his breath linger around my face as he inched closer , making our noses almost meet. Amongst all the realisations that night one thing was clear to me . The boundaries had been crossed between me and Taehyung since the very beginning, why not test the limits now ? To see how long we could hold back this strange lure of temptation between us . As I found my hands wandering around his forest of brown locks , Taehyung spoke out the words which ignited a burning desire in me . "No one expects an angel to set the world on fire . You are his angel and I want you to prove him wrong . Won't you show him the beast in you , my beauty ?" The desire to perish the man underneath my feet who caused the doom in my life intensified. Only the hell knew that day how I had imagined killing my very own father while basking in the hold of my enemy .

❝You mean, both of us can get benefit out of this thing?❞ "That's literally the reason people call it FWB," he sighs, tired with your innocent ramblings. "FWB?" You question, confused. Shrouding your smirk behind the tilt of your head, you continue acting oblivious. "Friends-with-benefits, you know that, don't you?" The lines on his forehead show how bothered he was by this. Everyone your age ought to know friends-with-benefits, right? "That's really a lot considering you don't even treat me as a proper friend. Can't it be called something more simple? I don't want to feel like I'm taking benefit of somebody. We can call it sex exchange? Or sexchange?" You smile proudly, coming up with it on the spot. He remains numb, staring dead ahead like always. The familiar expression of his coldness replaces his handsome features once again. So cold, a learned shudder passes down your spine. He's a snowman, he's an iceberg, always so fucking cold. Your insides prick when the expression replaces the rare mood of him wanting to talk. Talking with him is no different than talking to an inanimate object. "Fine, sexchange." "So, you agree? You'll dat- fake date me?" "I'll fuck you. That's it." *** ➼ mature content. ➼ smuts, angst, fluff, love, softness, jealousy and a cold jungkook who can fuck you harder than he hurts you.

Hunter, a street kid turned FBI agent, is ordered to befriend Calvin Black. But as they grow closer, she realizes Calvin cares more about her than the FBI. Hunter Ashley was taken off the streets as a teen and brought into a highly secret FBI program that's turned her into a full-fledged agent. She is assigned, alongside the brooding agent Micah, to befriend Calvin Black, the son of the notorious Christopher Black. Hunter does her best to hide her survival training inside a typical high school, only she's developing feelings for Calvin, and it looks like Micah is starting to crush on her. In a world where a single mistake can prove fatal, Hunter has to figure out who she can trust, or she'll end up back on the streets. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

Who would have thought that beneath the layers of animosity, the man I had labeled as a jerk would transform into the steadfast shield that would protect me at all costs? This unexpected turn of events revealed a side of him I had never anticipated, where he became the very person I had always needed but never believed he could be.