𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 - they've been enemies since high school, but fate has collided their worlds again. She's a top model: ambitious, untouchable, ruthless. He's an F1 star: unbeatable on the track, but haunted by panic attacks and past mistakes. One month. One deal. He'll be her fake boyfriend to protect her image. She'll help him survive the panic that has ruled his life. A dangerous attraction ignites-one that could destroy their carefully built careers, their reputations, and everything they've fought for. ✦ "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒂𝒘𝒂𝒚?"she hissed, throwing her hands up."𝑾𝒉𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒅𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆?" His jaw tightened, eyes dark and unreadable. Then, almost violently, he closed the space between them. "𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒅𝒐! 𝑰 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐! 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒊𝒕! 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒌𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔. 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝑰 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆." Her chest heaved. Rage, desire, and something darker twisted inside her. She should have pushed him away. She should have left. But she didn't. He leaned dangerously close, voice low and fierce. "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆, 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒕 𝒐𝒓 𝒏𝒐𝒕. 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚𝒔 𝒖𝒔..

「 ⩩ 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

[UPCOMING] 焦痕 || 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓. Riki is an idol now. Stage lights. Cameras. Fame. Millions of eyes. A clean image built over a past that was never really clean. You're still there - in the shadows of it all. In the parts of him the world will never see. In the silence between performances. In the nights no one knows about. But the underground never disappears. It only changes its face. And love doesn't get safer just because it gets quieter. Grief still lingers. Guilt still rots. Secrets multiply. Fame isolates. Obsession deepens. This isn't the healing after the burn. This is what comes after the scar. The 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙝. The part where the fire never really goes out. A continuation of the damage 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 done. And if you think the chaos ended there, you clearly don't understand how the underground works. Because the ride isn't over. You're just getting into a different kind of race this time. 🏁

燃間 || 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆. It wasn't supposed to mean anything - a glance, a word, a moment too close. But things change. People change. And sometimes, the line between wanting and warning starts to blur.

[Sim jaeyun Fanfiction] ENHYPEN He laughed "you're not hopeless" he gestured something with his hands trying to find the right words just like you did a minute ago "you just, take your time...?" He wanted to cheer you up with a smile but you shook your head. "How do you do it Jake?" "Do what?" "Kiss people, and- and have sex? I just don't know how to do it, as long as I am not a professional I cannot make a move on him" you closed your eyes "I would just embarrass myself" He shrugged "I guess it comes naturally with practice" You opened your eyes again looking up at him "well than there is no way in hell I will ever end up with him, how am I supposed to practice?" He smirked when an idea came to his mind.

"ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴍʏ ᴄᴜᴘᴄᴀᴋᴇ!" He blinked once-twice, did she really just talk to the most powerful man in the world like that? Yes. Yes she did. When 4th gen's dance prodigy (who also happens to be an emperor) marries his childhood crush. ʀᴏʏᴀʟᴛʏ ᴀᴜ Graphic smut Angst Fluff

❝meet me next life, but I'm yours tonight.❞ જ⁀➴ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 you are the main character that ENHYPEN falls in love with.

Ursula Park knows three things to be true: Cameras never lie. Stories reveal truth. And Jake Sim is strictly off-limits. But rules blur when obsession runs deeper than desire.

~"𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐊𝐀𝐘? 𝐈'𝐦 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤"~ ~"𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙚"~ Have you ever felt like you're worthless? Having trouble finding jobs? A girl named Nara is facing the same thing. Luckily she got a job as a makeup artist at Hybe Labels. She felt very happy when her dream came true. Just living a normal life as a makeup artist....makeover some of the idols....but why does her heart flutters everytime she meets........Lee Heeseung? Started: 28th Aug 2021 Finished: 4th Jan 2022 Edited: 22nd Jan 2024