In a world where weddings are but another business transaction, Jennie Kim - the sole heir of her mother's conglomerate - would be remiss, if she acted unreasonably at the notion. Duty is but a lonely road, and she had long been resigned to accept the weight of her name - had she not been wedded off to such a preposterous individual, that went by the name Y/n Morningstar. What's more, it would have been infinitely more bearable, if said individual hadn't been so insufferable at the prospect of it - asymmetrical grins, annoying remarks, and that goddamn accent. Or a forced proximity, arrange marriage, enemies to lovers trope with all of that cliché goodness. :))

Discover the bittersweet journey of a nervous Y/N, who unwittingly marries a corpse bride named Jennie and embarks on a mesmerizing descent into the world of the dead. This captivating love story celebrates the liberating power of true love as they navigate the realms of life and death together. From the novel of Tim Burton's Corpse Bride. Short story Jennie Kim FanFiction. 💀

Jennie had never understood how something so beautiful could also be so heartbreaking. All she knew was that when she looked into Y/n's eyes she could forget that their love was meant to stay in the shadows. Jennie Kim x g!p reader ©️ All credits goes to the real author, i don't own anything!

Why is the measure of love, loss? It seems that, between an up and coming producer and Korea's It girl, their life was riddled with gaping holes in the shape of each other. And how do you move on from it, really? How do you pick up the pieces when you've already assimilated with the wreckage? Jennie doesn't know. But she knows that loving Y/n is the same thing as tossing the keys of her heart to a valet without a driver's license; she's bound to end up off a cliff. (A Retelling of Strawberries and Cigarettes.)

Falling for her feels amiss, like something that shouldn't exist. She's my half-sister, but not really-no blood, no real family bond. Still, every glance feels like crossing a line I shouldn't. It's wrong, but I can't stop.

You can suggest stories you want Open for request In these imagined scenarios, there will be drama, jealousy, love, and hatred.