Hiraeth - A homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past. The Maze Runner Trilogy Thomas x OC Reversed grumpy x sunshine

"I swear I'll kill you-" Jungkook cuts in smoothly, "And I swear I'll kiss you." He bites his lower lip, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and in one swift motion, pulls her toward himself. The next second, she feels her back hit the mattress. Her wrists are pinned beneath his strong hands as he hovers over her, his presence overwhelming. For the first time, she admits-she feels small. Her delicate frame fits perfectly beneath his, as if it was meant to be there. A smirk tugs at his lips as he looks down at her struggling beneath him. She writhes beneath his grip, trying her best to break free, but he only tightens his hold, pinning her wrists firmly above her head. "Let go of me!" she shouts, her voice fierce, her eyes burning with defiance. Their gazes lock-intense, unyielding. But as she stares into his eyes, something shifts. Her heartbeat begins to race, faster and faster. He leans in, his voice grazing her cheek like a whisper, "I didn't hold you to let you go." His lips trace from her cheek to her ear, his breath hot and teasing against her skin. In a hoarse whisper that makes her shiver, he murmurs, "My Jasmine~" ____ The night killer in Seoul was always a case that gives headache to all the officers but finally, none other than Officer Scarlet accepts this challenge and starts investigating the case, thinking she'll catch him but the story takes a big turn and she ends up forced to live under the same roof with him. The person she wanted to kill was the person she wanted to protect the most afterward.

❝What's mine stays mine. Not fate, not time-no one can take it from me.❞

indelible (adj.) Impossible to erase or forget. When revenge and obsession collide, love becomes the most dangerous game of all. Some scars fade. She won't.

"Let me make something very clear," Jungkook says in a voice that could freeze the blood. "I'm not like my father. I don't give second chances, and I don't play by anyone else's rules." He presses the tip of the knife into his own palm, a thin line of red surfacing. It's not self-harm; it's a demonstration- cold, calculating, controlled. "This little stunt of yours stops now. If you play your twisted games, try to drag Freya down with your lies and poison again..." He paused, his eyes narrowing as he let the threat hang, potent and deadly. "I will strip you of every ounce of influence you hold, every ally, every last piece of respect you cling to. I will turn you into a ghost in this world, powerless and forgotten. And when you're left with nothing, wondering how far my reach extends... you'll realize I haven't even started. " "Consider this your one and only warning," he continues. "I don't make threats. I only give promises."

She's sunshine; he's a storm. She talks too much; he doesn't talk at all. When an innocent maid stumbles into the dark world of a ruthless mafia boss, the line between danger and desire begins to blur. It's a tale you've heard before-just not quite like this.

[COMPLETED] Rei's on the cusp of adulthood, and has everything she's ever wanted. But weeks before she starts her senior year a family emergency means she's sent to live in a convent with her aunt in New York. And one night whilst walking the streets of the city, she's witnesses something that changes her life forever... a man's throat gets slit. And so she comes face to face with Jay, where she gets dragged (kicking and screaming) into the dark underbelly of not only New York, but also herself. Cover art by @kthinkerr ***18+!! A smutty toxic sexy bad boy meets good girl story.***

Rule #1: Get the degree. Land the job. Be an adult. Rule #2: Avoid your best friend's obviously cool older brother aka Jeon Jungkook, Creative Director and Co-Founder of deadpixel., the hottest gaming company around. So yeah, you knew he worked here. Obviously. How do you think you got the job? You just didn't think he'd be everywhere. Leaning against desks. Spinning pens between his fingers. Talking in that slow, effortless way that makes people hang onto his words, like he's got all the time in the world and knows you don't. It's fine. Totally fine. Except some days, it feels less like work and more like a game. And Jungkook? He plays it cool, impossible to read, borderline unfair. Like you've somehow ended up in a real-life boss battle, except the rules don't make sense, there's no pause button, and worst of all? You're pretty sure he's already won

[COMPLETED] There's a killer stalking the streets of Seoul. Detective Jeon Jungkook is determined to catch him, but when he sees you-with your long black hair and quiet smile-his mission shifts. You fit the killer's pattern perfectly. At first, Jungkook tells himself he's just protecting you. But as his fascination grows, his need to keep you safe turns into something darker. He watches you from the shadows, learns your routine, and lingers just close enough to feel your presence. You're everything he can't resist-and everything he's terrified of losing. But as his obsession deepens, Jungkook begins to forget why he started. The real question isn't whether he can save you from the killer. It's whether he can save you from himself. Cover art by @kthinkerr

"...Kookie" she calls that's when Kookie's small little hands tugged onto his mother's sleeve's pulling her to look at him. "what's wrong Kookie?" ❝I want to buy her❞ HIGHEST RANKINGS: #3 in FANFICTION ✓ #2 in JUNGKOOK ✓ #1 in ANGST✓ ©Hyonbi 2019 ✓