Hyunjin is going through a very public and very ugly divorce. His soon-to-be ex-wife's lawyer is an absolute bastard. Hyunjin really wants to hate him with a passion. And the feeling seems to be mutual. ( I suck at descriptions.) This story is a product of my imagination. It has absolutely nothing to do with actual people, their lives or their preferences. Stray Kids members serve as visual references only. Smut, language, mild violence, infidelity, deception. Reader Discretion Is Advised!

Where Hyunjin meets someone who reminds him of his late fiancé. Deception, smut, mild language. This is a product of my imagination and has nothing to do with actual people, their lives or their preferences. Reader discretion is advised.

He groans into my mouth, and I use that moment to push back, trying to take control again. But Han is stronger than he looks, and for once, he's not letting me win. "Frustrated?" he murmurs between kisses, smirking against my lips. I bite at his jaw in response, making him inhale sharply. "You're fucking impossible." "And you love it." I don't get the chance to argue before his hands are suddenly at my wrists, pinning them above my head with one hand, his grip strong and unwavering. His other hand slides beneath my shirt, fingers skimming over my stomach, moving higher, higher- A shudder wracks through me before I can stop it. Han feels it. He fucking feels it. His smirk grows. "You're shaking." ༶•┈┈୨୧┈┈•༶ WARNINGS: - Coarse Language - Smut - Violence - Abuse - Mention of suicide ❗I do not ship the Stray Kids members together. I am not assuming their sexuality. This is a fanfic from my imagination, the characters and plot are not real. If this book makes you uncomfortable, please don't read it. ❗ #1 in samsung 🥇 #5 in hyunsung 🏅

Maybe an oneshot book with the most unexpected ships and more 🎀 ...... T.W (maybe)

#2 TOXIC SERIES - READ VENOMOUS LOVE FIRST IF YOU DON'T WANT ANY SPOILERS. When you think of a prison, a penthouse overlooking Sydney isn't the first thing that comes to mind. I bet not even your last. But ever since my mom died when I was barely thirteen years old, my father put me behind metaphorical bars. He has always been protective of me but that was nothing compared to when she died in a car crash. Going outside turned into a dream. For eleven years I watched my walls change into a different color because I was done staring at green, blue, grey, and even pink. I could count the people I talked to on one hand, the ones I was close to. My father. My nanny. My martial arts teacher. And my driver. Besides them, I hadn't any social contacts. So when my father summoned me and told me he would send me to my cousin in Seoul, I was having a small panic attack. He never explained to me fully why I suddenly was allowed outside again, to a whole freaking other country, but I was too afraid to ask. Afraid that I would lose the opportunity to live again. I got sucked into a world that lived on hierarchy, money, power, and deceit. And nothing could prepare me, a clueless homeschooled boy, for the life that awaited me.

🚧 UNDER CONSTRUCTION 🚧 ¨°Present to past ¨°Grammar mistakes ¨°Change in writing style ¨°NO PLOT CHANGE Minho loves Hyunjin's laugh, it's his sole reason when joking around with the others, especially with him. It gives him a warm fuzzy feeling from the inside. ¨°Warm fluffy fluff/and some lemon°¨ Started: 09/01/22 Finished: 03/20/23