It's a dark, emotional romance about Riki and Seira - two people who shouldn't have met, and definitely shouldn't have stayed in each other's lives. Riki is pulled into Seira's world the moment he sees her: a girl who moves like she belongs to the night, silent and untouchable, but clearly carrying something heavy she refuses to show. She's beautiful in a broken way - the kind of beauty that doesn't ask to be saved, even when she clearly needs it. Nova lives fast and disappears often. She hides behind parties, smoke-filled rooms, and empty smiles, keeping everyone at a distance so no one gets close enough to see the damage underneath. But Kai doesn't leave. What starts as curiosity turns into obsession, and eventually something deeper neither of them can control. He becomes addicted to her chaos, and she becomes used to his presence - even if she never fully lets him in. The story follows their late-night conversations, emotional distance, push-and-pull connection, and the slow realization that loving someone like Nova might mean losing yourself in the process. It's about toxic attraction, emotional scars, and the dangerous comfort of loving someone who feels like home but behaves like a storm. A love story that feels like falling - and not knowing if there's anything at the bottom.

Enhypen Ni-ki FanFiction Vampire X Siren Sereen is a solo artist whose concept is siren, while Ni-ki is in the K-pop group Enhypen whose concept is vampires. Leaked photos of Sereen and Enhypen's Ni-ki spread around the internet, they can't deny it nor can they expose their love, so they come up with a plan to cover and back up their reason of why they have been seen together. Disclaimer: This isn't a fairytale, I wrote this book just to show how unfair the public industry is (K-pop idols, celebrities, public figures, etc...) • Mention of &Team • Smut • All rights reserved • Completely fictional

where jisung finds out his partner is cheating on him, so he decides to get revenge by seducing his partners best friend but falling in love with the best friend wasn't on jisungs list... _ minsung book smut sexual assault mentions and talks about self harm

Haeun, a professional police detective under a pseudonym, traveled to New York to solve a major case she's been working on for years. She is looking for the leader of a large gang operating throughout Seoul and New York. When she finally has a clue and looks up the perpetrator, she appears to lose her focus on the serious and falls in love with the person she has to arrest. ENHYPEN FANFIC HEESEUNG//SUNGHOON -ksunoo all rights reserved [This book used to be a HEESEUNG fanfic only before, but after a few suggestions and help of readers I turned it into a HeeHoon story! Enjoy!!!]

The story of a boy named Kim Sunoo running in to the school heartthrob Park Sunghoon and developing a one sided crush.. .....or he thought was one sided.. ‼️Chapter twenty was accidentally deleted so if it skips a whole chapter that's why‼️ Started- 11•22•22 Ended- 4•27•23

Two idols. One dance. No room for mistakes. Hwang Hyunjin and Lee Felix have always been distant - colleagues, not quite friends, not quite strangers. But when a sensual, boundary-pushing choreography throws them into each other's orbit, everything begins to shift. What starts as tension on stage turns into tension off it. Glances linger. Touches last too long. And the line between performance and reality? It starts to blur. But the spotlight is a harsh place to fall in love - and as secrets, jealousy, and pressure build, Hyunjin and Felix are forced to ask: Is this just for the stage, or are they dancing into something real?

❛ . . . Seungmin sighs. He hasn't risen from his place. He stares out at the rapid and shakes his head. "Honestly, staying here is probably better than going anywhere else," he says inwardly. "Not like we even know where we're going anyway, do we?" . . . ❜ OR: Eight best friends become trapped in the basement and come out a month later to a world that is not at all how they remember it.

❛ . . . "Why do we need another member? I thought we were full already," he states without taking his eyes off of Lee Minho. "Eight makes a better team than seven," Chan says with a smile. "Don't be hostile." "I don't want another member," Jisung claims roughly, now ripping his eyes off of the man to look at his friend. . . .❜ OR: The eighth-and last-member of Stray Kids arrives, and Jisung does not like him. At all.

「 ⩩ 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