I really hate you Jeon Wonwoo. I hate you more than anything else Kwon Soonyoung. What will happen when two people who hates each other in the past meets again.

Wonwoo hates Mingyu. Mingyu hates Wonwoo. It was always that simple... until a dare bound them in a kiss that felt like fate whispering otherwise. And from that moment, nothing would ever be simple again. The lines between hate and something far more dangerous begin to blur. Rage-filled eyes now flicker with an unfamiliar warmth, and what was once rivalry spirals into something messy, confusing, and undeniably real. Because Jeon Wonwoo-the strict class president and bookish nerd-and Kim Mingyu-the reckless bad boy and golden football player-ended up falling in love with the very person they once vowed to hate.

"What, you wanna move out, hyung?" Mingyu asked. "Yes," Wonwoo replied-without missing a beat. After every night... there's daylight. And maybe-just maybe-these friends-turned-strangers will become lovers one day. Highest ranking so far - " No. 10 in Meanie " and "No.133 in seventeen"

"What kind of creep are you? Stalking your own cousin?" Wonwoo looks up from his phone to see a tall man, dressed in basketball shorts and a jersey, his face flushed and breath heavy. "Sorry? Are you talking to me?" Wonwoo asks, pointing at himself. "Yes! You! Stop stalking Jia. Stop stalking my girlfriend!" Wonwoo freezes, his hands gripping his phone tightly, before he lunges forward, throwing his fist right into the other boy's jaw. "Why the hell are you referring to my girlfriend as yours?"

JS:I hate everyone. It feels like every person has their selfish motive towards me to show their kindness, I am well aware of it. So why can't I hate you. Why can't I push you away when thinking of getting hurt by you is scaring me this much. I want to hold on you but expectations has always disappointed me so why? DK:I know he hates me. We are two people living in two different worlds and these worlds don't meet at any point but I can't help but fall deeper for you. I need to get out of this dilemma but how? Will I even be able to give up on these feelings I have? This work is pure fiction. Non of the events that took place in this series are claimed to be real in any way. This is the creative fiction freshly out of a delusional mind. Non of the event in the series is any way related to the character in real life. It's an AU. So let's not go into any sort of details and enjoy this story after all you and I both are delusional b*tches 😂😂😂 T.W: this story does not have any smut you have to survive on crumbs. If you don't like this fact then don't even start reading it. If you are creative then create smut in your own head you are free to do that. Bye, now go and read the story 👋👋

Joshua Hong was just an ordinary college student-innocent, gentle, and utterly untouched by the city's darkness. But one fateful night at a bar, he caught the attention of Seokmin Choi-a dangerously powerful mafia boss with a sinful smile and blood-stained hands. Joshua should have run. He should have been afraid. But Seokmin's dark eyes were like a storm-fierce, magnetic, and impossible to escape. Here's another story cause guys I am a free girl right now no school nothing so yeah I rather do something productive anyways this is a romance book not my style but I tried.

dorm rivalries, endless pranks, and one infuriatingly charming enemy. Jeon Wonwoo wanted peace from college, he got Kim Mingyu instead. And somewhere between the pranks and petty wins, the scoreboard started tracking something else entirely. "If you hate me so much, quit staring, love." "I'm trying to figure out how you talk this much with a brain that small." ★ top rankings #2 in minwon #1 in jeongcheol

[BxB] Alexander Smith has a love-hate relationship with trashy online novels, scoffing at the problematic main leads, clueless protagonists and the rampant use of cliches. He never understood why the kind protagonist always chose the abusive 'badboy' main lead in every inane love-triangle, especially when there was a wholesome, gentle second lead head-over-heels in love with her that was, frankly, the key ingredient for a fulfilling and loving relationship. So, when Alexander is in a fatal accident and his soul is transplanted into the fictional body of his most hated 'badboy' main lead, he makes it his new life's mission to rewrite the story - he will make the protagonist fall for the kind second lead, he will reinvent his character to be a functional member of society, and he will definitely, definitely stay out of drama. But hey, this is fiction, and fiction loves drama. *** Note: this story is in no way referencing or making fun of any books online (well, none apart from my own), and I am in no way hating on cliches - I am a sucker for the project partners cliche and 'forced to share a bed' trope. Please don't take this story seriously - because I didn't! #1 lgbtfiction (10/08/21) #1 comedy (03/11/21) #2 transmigration (25/08/21) #5 gay (20/08/21) #7 bxb (11/11/21) #11 boyxboy (15/10/21) #12 lgbt (20/08/21) #12 bxb (14/11/21) #79 romance (20/08/21)

BOOK #4 He didn't walk into my life - he bled into it. Like smoke curling under locked doors, like rot blooming behind a smile. They say the Devil knocks. But Soonyoung never needed to. He found the cracks in me, the ones I sealed with silence and stitched with obedience, and whispered through them like a hymn - dark, low, addictive. He calls me little heart, like I'm something fragile he plans to keep broken. And I keep coming back, not because I'm brave - but because I've forgotten the taste of salvation. And damnation, when it wears his face, feels almost holy. ---- I never wanted heaven. Too clean. Too quiet. Give me the boy who flinches at kindness and claws at cruelty like it's the only language he knows. Give me Jihoon. My little heart with iron in his spine and rot tucked behind his ribs. He thinks he can outrun the dark - sweet thing hasn't realized I am the dark. And I've already wrapped my hands around his throat, not to hurt him - but to make sure he never leaves. He prays. I answer. Every time, in blood, in fire, in a love so sharp it cuts both ways.

Mingyu slammed the files onto the paler man's desk, his brows furrowing in irritation. "If I had a dollar for every time you've gotten under my skin, I'd be a millionaire." Wonwoo's smirk was sharp, his eyes sparkling with challenge, it's true, he loved to get under the art director's skin, "And if I had a dollar for every time you've been an utter disappointment, I'd be swimming in cash." The IT Director, Wonwoo, and Art Director, Mingyu, can't stand each other's guts. Their interactions are a constant battleground of colorful jabs and festering rage. But under all that tension, is hate the only thing they share in common? -also on ao3-