"They say love is the most dangerous thing in the world." ✿ hanahaki disease ↳ In which the victim coughs up flower petals when they suffer from one-sided, unrequited love. *･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*･'(*ﾟ▽ﾟ*)'･*:.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･* ✿ a lot of angst ✿ hanahaki/ fantasy au ✿ typos and grammar errors ✿ mention of injuries and blood ✿ swear words/ strong language ✿ contains sensitive content such as suicide, death since: 3o.12.2o20 end: 13.o4.2o21 (a/n: cover made by @solitorine, thank you for everything) highest ranks ever achieved: #1 jungwon #1 hanahaki #1 iland #1 enhypen ❗️plagiarism is a crime ❗️any translations or other versions of my book are strictly prohibited ©yang_jungwon 2020

'𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗜𝗧 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧' Misa and Sunghoon's arranged marriage has always been a fragile illusion, broken beyond repair. It has never been more than arguments, sex without apologies, and long gone trust. Staying might destroy her, but leaving will ruin everything. - Published: 7.12.25 Started: 7.1.25 Finished: 9.9.25 Word count: 2,000 >

💌ㅤ𓏧ㅤ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 park sunghoon receives heart warming letters from a certain admirer, who's currently hurting on the inside . ❝ 𝘪 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘦𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘪'𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘪𝘦𝘥 ❞ ❪ 𝖢𝖮𝖬𝖯𝖫𝖤𝖳𝖤𝖣 ✔︎ ❫ Started ── 24. 07. 2020 Finished ── 07. 10. 2020 ❗ Do not Plagiarise! Plagiarism is a Crime.

「 ⩩ 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."