seven idols, seven forbidden relationships. in a world where ambition clashes with desire, love becomes a dangerous game. between rivalry, obsession, and hidden truths, they risk everything-will they find freedom, or will their passion be their downfall? 🎀 love me harder, a seventeen fanfiction.

She buried her heart years ago... but what if the love she thought she left behind was just waiting for the right time? In a world of stages, flashing lights, and endless rehearsals, she finds herself caught between duty and desire. She's always been the steady hand, the one who makes sure everything runs perfectly from behind the scenes. But when familiarity collides with old feelings she thought she had buried, the line between professionalism and something more begins to blur. He was never supposed to be the distraction. Not when the stakes were this high. Not when she worked so hard to convince herself that what she once felt was just a passing memory. But he's relentless in his quiet ways-slipping into her moments, breaking down her walls, reminding her of everything she tried to forget. And the closer he gets, the harder it becomes to deny that some feelings never really fade. Because sometimes... the heart remembers what the mind tries so hard to let go.

Park Areum has spent her entire life in the care of thirteen older brothers-each strikingly different yet bound by an unspoken closeness. She doesn't remember ever having parents, nor was she ever told the truth. To her, the mansion they live in and the brothers who raised her are all she's ever known. But behind their gentle smiles and protective warmth lies a truth far darker than she could ever imagine: they're not human. ----- 𝗩𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗬𝗥𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗥𝗘:𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡 (𝖠𝗅𝗍 𝗏𝖾𝗋.) - 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝖢𝖫𝖮𝖴𝖣𝖲𝖢𝖮𝖯𝖸𝖱𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳 - 𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝖱𝖮𝖲𝖤𝖰𝖴𝖠𝖱𝖳𝖹𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖤𝖭𝖨𝖳𝖸 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅 𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗅𝖾 '𝗩𝗔𝗠𝗣𝗬𝗥𝗘' 𝖠𝖫𝖫 𝖱𝖨𝖦𝖧𝖳𝖲 𝖱𝖤𝖲𝖤𝖱𝖵𝖤𝖣 © 2025

Seventeen OT13 || Mafia Themed || Poly They say swans mate for life- and remember the waters they were born in. She has lived under many names, survived many lives, each one stripping her further from the girl she once was. As the past resurfaces beneath the same moon that once watched her run, she must decide whether she will sink into the dark- or remember who she was meant to be. Her name is Seo Yura. And this is her story. A girl with thirteen lives must decide whether reclaiming her name is worth surviving.

CHOI EMPIRE (book : 6 ). Kwon Soonyoung ******** "Who am I ? Why I'm here ?" She roam her almond grey eyes around , confusion clearly settled on her face. Not only her but every person who is present at that time in the room , having the Same confusion. I looked once at seungcheol hyung then back to the girl . "You don't remember anything ?" Won asked her calmly but here I'm losing my calm. Frustration is building inside me . I don't care whether she remember anything Or not. All I want is to get out of this shit as soon as possible. Which is now seem to hard knowing I'm reason behind her condition. And pretty sure Seungcheol wouldn't let it slide , he is going gave headache over this shit. He is going to be bastard as he is already enough. ********* After the shitty situation in choi empire since four year , everything gets too hard in the company , family. Its been year since they lost their family member and grief of losing someone was hard for everyone. Kwon Soonyoung who never wanted to join the business . he was now forced to join because of the situation demanded. Now to release all his frustration , stress he started to built the Wall around him. He barely go to see his family , always do illegal street fighting and at the end of the night he drown himself in alcohol. But the things started to change when a Unknown girl , who lost her own memories enter his life by accident. Will he ever able to accept his life ? Will the presence of her would change anything in his messed life ? Both the lost soul will ever able to find each other ? Complete each other ?

In a world where the dead walk, survival is only half the battle. When a deadly infection turns the university campus into a nightmare, students are forced to confront more than just the undead. Behind every barricade are secrets, unresolved feelings, and the haunting weight of love that never had the chance to bloom. I've already wrote and posted some chapters but deleted them due to some problems so I'm rewriting the whole story so bear with me and thank you <3

Zhao Rose is an untouchable steel-minded CEO at the absolute peak of her career, until a blinding headache split her world in two and sent her to hospital. A brain tumor they said. Fifty percent survival. Fifty percent death if she hesitated. But Rose's life was already a war zone-razor-edged stress, boardroom bloodbaths, and a family suffocating her with one demand and that is to produce an heir. Her condition has become weakness yet Rose would never show it. Especially to them. Then, she chooses recklessness instead. With her husband she personally arranged, Dr. Wen Junhui, the man who knows exactly how fragile her body is and exactly how far her mind is willing to break. It started will a proposal turn into marriage. But will it be just title? Or more than contractual marriage? More importantly, will Rose survive a ticking bomb in her head?

[Bachelor Series #2] If there was one word to define Soliel Isla Hwang it would be irresistible but not everyone saw her that way. When her fiancé betrayed her and the woman he cheated with laughed at her body, calling her names that clung like bruises, something inside Soliel broke. Not just her heart. Her pride, too. That same night, she stumbled into a bar with anger burning through her tears, chasing numbness in every glass she emptied. And that's when she met him, Mingyu Javier Cortes Kim. Smooth, shameless, dangerously charming. The kind of man who didn't ask before stealing a kiss... right there, in front of everyone. What started as a reckless blur of liquor and heat ended with her waking up beside him. Sober, mortified, and painfully aware of what she'd done. So she ran. Because facing him meant facing herself-and the chaos she tried to forget. But fate, it seemed, wasn't done playing games. Wherever she went, Mingyu found her disarming smile and all, as if he'd been waiting for her to stop running. Now, Soliel has to choose: trust again, and risk another heartbreak... or keep her walls high, even if it means never learning what real love could feel like. ©ciaonatachai Mature Content | Rated 18+

BOOK #5 What do you get when you try to cure poison with poison? A catastrophe. Shattered glass. Screams behind closed doors. And one infuriating novelist who keeps dragging me into his worlds like I belong there. This wasn't in the fine print when I accepted the assignment. A forged identity. A counterfeit guardian. A wolf dressed in security black, slipped into the orbit of that wide-eyed storm who never stops narrating his own life. Boo Seungkwan- the Kwon empire's beating heart, their vulnerable hinge, their radiant little jewel my family demanded I tarnish with my own hands. That was the blueprint. Cold. Straightforward. Merciless. And it was working. Perfectly. Until it wasn't. Until my gaze kept drifting back to him. Until my jaw betrayed me with a smile at his ridiculous plot twists. Until desire coiled hot and sharp in my lower spine- unwanted, relentless, shameful- every time he breathed out "captain," voice dipped in honey and lips flushed like sin itself. And the structure of my life- the oaths, the schemes, the years of inherited rage, the bloodline I was chained to- all of it fractures. Splinters. Falls apart at the slightest tilt of his head. Because the most fatal enemy isn't the one you're sent to kill- it's the one you start wanting to keep.

What's worse than a blade at your throat or staring down your own death from a cliff? Getting married to Choi Seungcheol - the man even devils prefer to avoid. Yet here I stand, wrapped in silk I didn't pick, under chandeliers brighter than my will to live, listening to vows that feel more like contracts signed in blood. Everyone says this marriage will end a war. Cute. I say it's another battlefield - one I intend to walk across in heels and sarcasm. Because here I am, in a wedding hall dripping in roses and danger, smiling like I'm not actively planning how to make my new husband stop breathing.