I write in silence - where words bleed before they bloom. Each poem is a trace of something I once felt - love, loss, and the quiet ache of finding myself again. They're not just verses, they're pieces of me I never said aloud - the ones that whisper when the world forgets to listen. If you've ever felt too much, or nothing at all - these pages might just sound like your heartbeat.

- Lanterns at Dusk - {Unedited} When Lady Aracelli Danger is pressed into an engagement with the enigmatic Caius Draemont, she steps into a world of wealth shadowed by whispers. Draemont Manor, standing dark against the northern sky, is a place of secrets. It's walls heavy with memory, its master colder still. Caius is handsome, commanding, and distant, a man both alluring and unsettling. Society murmurs of his tragedy, of the fire that claimed his family, but in his silence lies a deeper mystery-one that unsettles Aracelli even as it draws her closer But the manor itself seems alive with watchful shadows, and Aracelli soon finds her nights plagued by visions that feel more real than dreams. The line between devotion and danger blurs, and every step she takes deeper into Draemont's halls binds her to a fate she cannot yet see. Torn between duty and dread, Aracelli must decide if her heart is leading her into love or into ruin. { A Victorian Gothic Paranormal Romance }

The Crown Prince of the Fire Fae is looking for a bride, and to find one, he'll invite the most eligible ladies to compete for his hand. Maren, a humble lady's maid, did not consider herself one of these women--not until she was forced to accept the invitation delivered to her by a cruel twist of fate. But perhaps it isn't all bad; Her prize should she win is a palace, a seat among the most powerful beings on Earth, and riches beyond her wildest dreams. It's the perfect escape for anyone--besides her, who has no interest in becoming domesticated by yet another being--human or immortal. Swept away to the Court of Embers, Maren finds herself enchanted by the creatures she was taught to fear. However, the dangerous legends about the winged people of the Neverin Forest are written for a reason, and soon enough, Maren discovers the golden palace of Adara is not what it seems. Neither is its beloved Prince. Entangled in a web of secrets, Maren must decide what she wishes to fight for; her freedom, her life, or what her heart burns for most. *BTS FAERIE AU **English **All of BTS included © sparklingjin 2019

FORBIDDEN ROMANCE- AGE GAP "Spread your legs for me, baby" "Namjoon..." I breathed out, my voice barely above a whisper, my entire body tensing at his words. His grip on my waist tightened, his lips hovering over my ear as he groaned again, voice dripping with hunger. "You heard me, sweetheart... Spread your legs for me." I gasped, my fingers clenching onto his shirt as if to ground myself, but the way his deep, commanding voice sent shivers down my spine made it impossible to think straight.

"We're so close, yet still apart, like December 31st and January's start..." In the heart of Hongdae, a blind boy buys a shop-a small, quiet café on a busy street filled with noise and life. He's calm, unbothered by the chaos surrounding him, determined to carve out his own peace. But the street has its own rules. Enter the thug-a hot-headed, no-nonsense protector of the block. He demands 'protection money,' but the blind boy won't back down. Two worlds collide-one ruled by silence, the other by violence. In the clash between them, something sparks, something neither of them expected. In a place where December meets January, everything changes.

[taekookau] "When the war is over, we'll get married and I'll grow flowers like you, and our story will be one of the most beautiful love tales in the universe." - a letter found in the pocket of a dead soldier ; Captain Jungkook Jeon, 1895.