It started off as a crush... It broke her heart when he didn't return her feelings but that was her wake-up call yet she was glad that they could still be together, even if their relationship was based on stress-relieving sex. They used each other for that purpose only and they were okay with it - quick sex, no feelings attached. It would take one just a quick call and the other would make themselves appear in front of their door at any given time of the day or night. But... for how long will they be able to keep it up? "I'll be yours, for ever more." Hwang Hyunjin x fem!OC - friends w/ benefits trope SMUT BOOK! Mature tag for sex and profanity, smoking and alcohol. None of the characters used represent real-life people and their personalities. SKZ are merely used as characters in this book. Inspired by "Midnight Caller" by Chase & Status ft. Clare Maguire

„ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴏɴ ʙᴀʙʏ, ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ. ʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ. ɪ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ..." ---- hyunjin is known for his reckless fuckboy reputation and now, his next victim was the innocent y/n. but how would chan react to all this? after all was y/n not only his roommate and best friend, but also his secret little crush. and hyunjin was his friend and football teammate. how a few little words and thoughts can change everything. disclaimer: this work of fiction includes a lot of sexual content. everything is made ul and it is not meant to hurt or discriminate/disrespect anyone. if you're not comfortable with it, please do not read.

"don't forget to keep her safe, hwang hyunjin"

Hwang Taeri, a quiet and shy college girl who always watched her crush from afar, takes upon her friends' dare, hoping she'll win his heart by getting to be closer to him... literally. One "cutie" and eight college boys. What can go wrong? Answer: everything! Story rights belong to may_bornmia. (Thank you for this honor and trust, Udee) ! Nothing and no one in this story represents real people and their personalities! This is all fiction !

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ જ⁀➴ 𝓑𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗢 𝗬𝗢𝗨 .ᐟ The hallway was empty, just the sound of her footsteps and his leaning figure against the wall. ❝You know, you keep being nice to me, and I'm going to think you like me.❞ Hyunjin's head tilted slightly. He didn't smile. Didn't blink. Just stared at her like he could see straight through the act. ❝Who says I don't?❞ he said, voice low and unreadable. Yujin blinked, caught off guard. ❝What?❞ ❝You heard me,❞ he murmured, stepping just a little closer. She took a step back, heart skipping. ❝I was joking.❞ Hyunjin stepped closer, eyes locking with hers. ❝I wasn't.❞ 𝗼𝗿... ─────── (　★ ) kim yujin and hwang hyunjin have been rivals since they could talk. from sandbox battles to snowball wars, they've never gone a year without fighting over something. their parents are close, their houses are annoyingly near, and their lives keep crossing no matter how far apart they try to grow. now they're back in the same neighborhood, older but just as petty, and neither one is ready to lose the war they've been waging since childhood. (　★ ) ─────── ranked #1 in hwanghyunjin 12 ─ ⊹ . ˚ completed. back to you ⟢ hwang hyunjin ━━━━━ ❪ © cherryhees ❫ 2025 .ᐟ

My name is Antonia and I am 16 years old. Until recently, my life was a hell that I didn't think I would ever get out of. My father... not only would he yell at me, but he would raise his hand without hesitation, whenever he had a reason - or even when he didn't. My mother? Just as guilty, but in a different way. Her words tore me apart worse than any blow. I lived for years believing that this was my life, that this was what I deserved. Then, one day, everything changed. A black car, strangers who knew my name, my story. They told me that these people - the ones who had destroyed me - weren't even my parents. My real family had been looking for me for years. Arthur and Teresa Rosetti, the leaders of a world I had only heard stories about, are my biological parents. And now I find myself here, in their midst. I have six siblings. Six strangers who, although they share my blood, seem inscrutable. Everyone is different. Some are strict, rigid, as if my every move is a test. Others seem gentler, but something in their eyes keeps me at a distance. And some are simply cold... and even harsh. They look at me with envy, as if they don't know what to do with me, as if I'm an extra problem they didn't want. And... my twin. Yes, my twin. It still seems hard to believe. I've always felt a void he couldn't explain, an absence that gnaws at me. Now that I'm here, next to him, that void has been filled. But they don't know me. They think I had an ordinary past, that I'm a simple girl, maybe just a little disoriented by change. They don't know what I've been through, they don't know about the wounds I hide under my long sleeves and forced smiles. My trauma is a secret, and the hell I went through is something I can't tell them yet. And me? I'm caught between the fear of opening up and the desire to understand them. I'm Antonia Rosetti, a girl trying to leave hell behind, but who still doesn't know how to live in the light. 1. #mafiadaughter 14.06.2025 🏆