Seulgi was breathless, her chest rising and falling in rapid bursts. Her thoughts were messy, confused, and desperate to make sense of something that couldn't be. But her body didn't care about sense. "I hate you," she whispered. It was the only thing that made it to her lips, the only defense she had left. But even that felt empty, dissolving the second Jaeyi kissed her again rougher, needier, like she already knew she'd won. "Unnie... Yeri and Kyung are right there," Seulgi panted, voice trembling. "Then be quiet," Jaeyi murmured against her ear. "Or maybe don't." Seulgi whimpered, her fingers curling into Jaeyi's coat, dragging her closer when she should've pushed away. Her mind screamed wrong, but her body had already betrayed her, melting into Jaeyi's touch, her warmth, her scent. Jaeyi's hands slid down her back, pulling her into the heat of her body, and Seulgi shivered at the intensity of it-of her, of them. The want that unfolded through her was terrifying, it was consuming. She stopped fighting. She didn't want to fight anymore. That moment marked the beginning of something neither of them could take back. A forbidden thing, whispered between locked doors and lingering stares, a secret cousins don't share. But they did. And now, every glance burned, every brush of fingers carried weight. Guilt tangled with longing. Shame with desire. They told themselves they could stop. That they would stop. But love like this doesn't stop quietly. And sooner or later, someone's going to find out. Will they choose each other in the end? Or will everything come crashing down? ______ Warning: This story is a work of fiction. It contains themes of forbidden romance and sexual content, which may be sensitive for some readers. If you feel uncomfortable with these themes, please do not continue reading. Always prioritize your well-being and personal boundaries. Thank you for understanding.

Sequel to Princess Yoo Princess Yoo is no longer just the royal heir, she's the kingdom's last hope. But with every step closer to the throne, the path grows darker. Secrets surface, trust crumbles, and enemies close in. By her side stands Seulgi, who loves her unconditionally. But even the fiercest love has its limits. In a world driven by ambition and haunted by betrayal, can love survive or will it become the deadliest weapon of all?

Yoo Jaeyi x Woo Seulgi. Warn : - GxG - Possessive - Non Baku

Setelah menjuarai final MotoGP, Clairo Reagan-si pembalap MotoGP yang memiliki jutaan penggemar wanita-diajak oleh sang adik untuk menonton seni pertunjukan ballet. Walaupun pada asalnya ia merasa tidak mau, pada akhirnya ia mengalah dan mereka pun kesan. Namun, saat di tengah pertunjukkan, sosok balerina dengan pakaian serba birunya membuat Clairo terpesona pada pandangan pertama. Nama sosok ballerina itu adalah Jiya Clark.

She was never meant to be chosen. Woo Seulgi always believed the soul match test was just a formality until Princess Yoo arrived to claim her in person. Now bound to a powerful and merciless vampire heir, Seulgi is thrust into a world where she's expected to submit, to serve, and to be owned. But Seulgi doesn't bend easily. She challenges, she teases, and she makes the untouchable Princess crave things she shouldn't. As power shifts into desire, and obsession begins to take root. This is a dark, addictive sapphic romance where control is a game and love is the most dangerous gamble of all.

The practice room is dim and smells like rain. Carmen's smile wobbles as she untangles the same earphone cord again. Juun stands near, voice barely above a whisper. "You are so sunny. You do not have to be cheerful all the time. Open up to me." Carmen nods, a tear slipping free, and leans into the quiet of Juun's shoulder while the night keeps breathing outside.