「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Iseul returns to take revenge on her ex-husband, Sunghoon, by making him fall for her again-only to shatter his heart in the process. But as revenge blurs with old feelings, will she choose vengeance or love? 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ But before she could fully embrace the bittersweet memory, the sound of footsteps broke the stillness. Sunghoon's voice-sharp, almost venomous-cut through the night air. "Iseul," he said, his tone dark with something she couldn't quite place, but the way it lingered in the air made her spine stiffen. She turned to face him, a quiet shock on her face as he approached, his steps deliberate, purposeful. His eyes, once familiar, were now cold, distant, like someone who had been buried too long under layers of resentment. He shook his head slowly, almost as if disappointed, and his words hit her like a blow to the chest. "I know what you're doing. The dress, the perfume, the act. I'm not the naive Sunghoon you used to know." Her heart skipped, the subtle warmth she had felt earlier quickly turning to ice. She felt exposed, laid bare. His gaze was relentless, and his words-sharp, barbed-dug into the soft places she thought she had hidden so carefully. "Sunghoon," she whispered, but he wasn't done. He let out a bitter laugh, devoid of humor, and the sound felt wrong. It wasn't the kind of laugh she remembered, the one that filled the air with lightness. This one was a rasp, full of contempt. "I know exactly why you're here," he said, his voice thick with disdain. "It's because I own all of this now."

「 ⩩ 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

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Lottie a jazz singer with too many admirers and Jungwon a revolutionary with too many enemies strike a deal-one that will either destroy the world or set it on fire. 」 She needs protection. He needs access. She's the spoiled darling of high society, and he's the man who wants to burn it all down. But when secrets unravel and betrayals cut deep, they realize the real danger isn't the world around them-it's each other. Forbidden love/ enemies to lovers/ class wars 50s Au

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Hana, a doctor who saves lives, is forced into the arms of Heeseung, a merciless mafia hitman who takes them. When their worlds collide, blood and fate intertwine. Yet fate is cruel, and now she stands in front of him-a beauty in the hands of a beast, a healer trapped with a killer. 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ "Do you want to live?" His voice was almost a whisper now, dangerous, loaded with the weight of the question. Hana's throat felt tight, every word a struggle to force out. "I... I do..." she breathed, the words barely escaping her lips. The cold metal against her skin was the only thing she could focus on, and it was the only thing that was keeping her from losing herself completely. But she didn't give in. Not yet. Heeseung didn't move for a long time, his eyes never leaving her face. He didn't lower the gun, but his hand didn't shake, his resolve unwavering. "If you want to live," he murmured, his voice low and almost distant, "then you'll have to prove it to me, doctor." Her pulse raced, but she nodded, her gaze steady. "I'll do whatever it takes." Then, without warning, he moved toward her. His voice, low and velvety, broke the silence, his words cutting through the tension like a blade. "Then marry me."

Kang Yuna is a shy, introverted girl who prefers to keep to herself. She grew up in a rich but strict household. Park Sunghoon is a notorious player and popular student at Decelis High, having many friends and fangirls. He's straightforward, cold and rude, often getting into fights. He too grew up in a rich and luxurious household which he often flexes on girls. Then in their final year of high school, Sunghoon notices Yuna, and her once peaceful, quiet life is suddenly chaotic.

When introverted baker Hanseo is dragged to a New Year's Eve party by her extroverted best friend, she unexpectedly crosses paths with Jake, a charming yet enigmatic stranger. What starts as a chance encounter spirals into a whirlwind of awkward mishaps, undeniable chemistry, and a clash of personalities. In "Running From The Night, Falling For The Day," Hanseo must navigate stepping out of her comfort zone and risking her heart, all while discovering that opposites truly can attract.

A group of students find an old Ouija board during their detention class, but that same night someone disappears from their lives. 1994. It's raining and dark. They have 7 days until the curse cannot be undone. Can they put an end to the Ouija board? • SHORT STORY ENHYPEN FANFICTION OT7 -KSUNOO ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

Kim Aeri never wanted trouble. But trouble had a name-Nishimura Riki. Rich, cocky, and every girl's dream, Ni-ki was used to getting whatever he wanted. "You should be more careful, princess." "And you should mind your own damn business." "But annoying you is my business." From tripping her in the hallways to pulling her into his dangerous world, Ni-ki was relentless Then came the late nights, the stolen glances, the hands on her waist, and the way his voice dipped lower whenever he said her name. And after one night, with whiskey on their tongues and zero inhibitions-she woke up tangled in his sheets.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪." "𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙢𝙚. 𝙀𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮." 𝚜: 𝟶𝟾-𝟶𝟼-𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻 𝚎: -

sori moves to seoul for dance quiet, focused, alone. then she meets ni-ki. distant, unreadable, and far too captivating. in a story of late-night practices, silent glances, and slow steps toward something unknown, sori begins to realize that maybe dance isn't the only thing she came here to find.