𝐒𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐖𝐎 ⋆ ˚｡⋆౨ৎ˚(🐆) They survived the first storm. But this time, the consequences come with a heartbeat. Aliyah and Riki were a slow-burning disaster from the start. She was the girl with rules, walls, and a future mapped in ink. He was the boy with chaos in his blood and no one to answer to but himself. They weren't supposed to fall. They weren't supposed to stay. But somehow, they did. They clawed through pain, betrayal, family drama, and all the things that should've broken them. But nothing hit harder than this. „I'm Pregnant" And the life inside her is growing louder than the silence between them. The pressure's building, and so is the baby. Their love was born in smoke, but this time? They might go down in flames. It's not just about them anymore. It's about the family they never meant to start. The secrets they never meant to keep. And the bond-written in blood-that could destroy everything if it breaks. Blood Bonds is a dark, raw continuation of the story that began on a swing at a Halloween party. But this time, love isn't enough. Truths are louder. Secrets are deadlier. And the most dangerous thing of all... is hope. --- # 1 RIKI --- THE UNEXPECTED SERIES #2| NISHIMURA RIKI # lovers , pregnancy, university , college au. / good girl x bad boy © all credits to pjmshny COMPLETE // 18/05/25

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Liliana swore off F1 drivers after a situationship gone wrong-until Ni-ki, the coldest racer on the grid, offers her a fake relationship she should have said no to.」 ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ Lily sighed, the sound heavy. She turned her head slightly to meet his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "What the heck are we doing? "You tell me," he said, his voice now a low, dangerous murmur, like a blade wrapped in velvet. The words cut, precise and cold. "You're the one who keeps insisting this is casual." "Because it is casual. We made a deal. That's precisely what this is." "Right," he scoffed, the sound a sharp, brittle shard of irony. "A deal. With carefully managed timelines and choreographed fake flirting and matching outfits and-whatever this is." He gestured vaguely at the small, white flower still tucked innocently behind her ear, its delicate petals stark against her dark hair. "You're the one who initiated this, Ni-ki. You wanted this." "Yeah, well, maybe I didn't think it would feel so-" He stopped himself abruptly, jaw clenching, his gaze darting away as if the very words he was about to speak were a betrayal. "Forget it." "No, say it," she challenged, the words slipping out, propelled by a dangerous curiosity before she could even register them. "You want me to spell it out, Liliana?" he asked, looking back at her now, his head shaking slowly, a profound, aching regret etched into his sharp features. "We were supposed to fake-date to distract the media and make some exes jealous. Not end up sneaking into each other's heads at night." "You think I wanted that? You think I asked for this?" "You shouldn't," he snapped, rising to his feet as well, his proximity suddenly stifling, overwhelming. "Not if it's casual, remember?" "Maybe you're right," she said quietly. She brushed past him, the contact brief, electric, yet she kept m

sexual | fighting | highschool romance | enhypen fanfic - FWB, some smut scenes, and etc!

When a housing department issue leaves Y/N homeless just before the semester begins, she's desperate for a solution. With no one looking for roommates and unable to afford her own place, she turns to her best friend Jake for help. Jake finds her a potential roommate, and Y/N thinks her luck is turning around. That is until she discovers it's her ex, Heeseung. With no other options, she reluctantly moves in, much to their mutual dismay. But it isn't long before Y/N notices Heeseung acting suspiciously, sneaking out late at night dressed in dark clothing. Rankings: 12/15/24 - #1 in hotencounter

Yuri said she doesn't do repeats. He said he wouldn't catch feelings. But after one filthy night, they both keep coming back for more. It's not love. It's not even obsession. It's a fetish. She's not shy about what she wants and she's not afraid to say it with her legs spread and her lipstick smeared. Heeseung's addicted to the way she talks, the way she takes control even when he's the one fucking her breathless. "You got a fetish for my love... Push you out, you come right back." Now he's texting at 2 a.m. and she's already halfway out of her clothes. She said she doesn't normally do this and it was always meant to end. But when he makes his way into her friend group "by total accident" she has to decipher what he is trying to do. Is all of it a coincidence or has he caught feelings? **This is a short story**

One night. Just mojitos and a messy kiss. She wasn't supposed to see him again- But fate has a twisted sense of humor. Now they're best friends who flirt too much, fight too loud, and fall into bed way too often. No strings, no labels. Just feelings they pretend don't exist.