Haerin, a journalist at Nova Press, never imagined that her final encounter with her best friend would be an argument. Now, he's dead. Murdered. Haerin, desperate to bring justice to her friend, joins forces with Detective Jeon Jungkook to uncover the truth. Digging deeper only reveals complicated and tangled webs. Trusted friends suddenly act suspicious and strangers reveal unclear intentions. Each clue leads them closer to the the truth, while not really leading to any conclusion. "𝙔𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙞... 𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜?" "𝘿𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙩 𝙢𝙚, 𝙃𝙖𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙣? 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙞𝙢? 𝘽𝙧𝙪𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮? 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙙 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨?" Jungkook's assigned an additional investigation: a missing teenager assumed by Jungkook to have run away from home. But as the two cases unfold together, they realize parallel connections between the cases. In the chaos, Haerin's grief slowly turns into something unexplainable -- a dangerous attraction towards Jungkook that leaves her trapped between guilt and longing. The case comes to an end, but then, a new, unplanned clue emerges from the shadows. The nightmare comes back, revealing that Haerin and Jungkook have been fooled and manipulated all along. Manipulated by people they trusted. Some secrets are meant to stay buried - and some secrets kill. Will Haerin and Jungkook risk it all to uncover that buried secret? Or will they end up being one of the victims? -- COVER AND BANNER CREDITS- @stxrrdrexm Spotify Playlist 👇 https://open.spotify.com/playlist/57EYDMXkLfUGxaPPkPWBpb?si=4begZSDSQbG7phMJS_7AlA

"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.

"...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 ✓