Lisa had been fostered by the Jeon Family since she was fifteen, and had managed to get along with all the other siblings in the Jeon Family, except for Jungkook, the Jeon Family's eldest brother. As the head of the Jeon Enterprise, Jungkook did things in a thunderous manner with high efficiency, and his personality was deep, introspective, and elusive. He was like a flower at the high mountains, lonely and arrogant, he was unattainable. Lisa, like everyone else, was afraid when she saw Jungkook. Later, she encountered something even more terrible than seeing Jungkook. Because after that accident, she and Jungkook got married... *A Liskook Adoption* *All the credits are reserved to the original author* #liskook #lizkook

物の哀れ • mono no aware ; the pathos of things. ❝And somehow, love had become a noun again.❞ Lisa loved Jungkook more than she'd ever known. Jungkook loved Lisa more than he could ever show. Once the perfect pair, now drifting alone. Can love find its way, or will the lake overflow? inspired from the song "dream" by lisa. ｢COMPLETED」 a liskook au. ©staerryy™ | 2025.

He was fragile. Innocent. A broken soul in need of saving... Or so she thought. Hired to heal him, Lisa never expected to become his obsession. Jungkook hides a darkness no one has seen-a monster that craves only her. And once she steps into his world... there's no way out. A twisted love. A dangerous obsession. A romance that blurs the line between devotion and destruction. Will she save him... or be consumed by him?

A powerful heir. A fearless heiress. A city full of secrets. In the heart of Seoul, two lives collide-Jeon Jungkook, bound by legacy, and Lalisa Manobal, born to defy expectations. What begins as a chance encounter soon unravels into a tangled web of passion, betrayal, and dangerous desire.

Her only hope And the scorching terms that bind them. Lalisa Manoban has everything to lose after a disastrous relationship left her in ruin. She needs to save her family business, and the man she walked away from years ago might be the answer to all her prayers. If he accepts her outrageous emergency proposal! The passion between tycoon Jeon Jungkook and Lisa is far from dormant. Still, before he agrees to her scandalous deal, he has some conditions of his own. First, he wants a real marriage. Then, he wants an heir! P.S - This is not my story neither have i edited or translated it all rights reserved to the respectful author *DAILY UPDATED *

My boss. My hell. When I slept with a faceless jock as a teen, I didn't think I would become pregnant. I also didn't think I would lose that child. Several years later, I find out that my daughter is alive and I'm given a second chance. One problem, though. The faceless jock isn't so faceless anymore. He has a name everyone fears; Jeon Jungkook. A ruthless bastard. A heartless devil. And most importantly, my daughter's father. Oh, and he hates me as much as I hate him. We're out to destroy one another with all methods available. Including a dangerous game of lust that might lead to our downfall. ⚠️🚨 This is an adaptation of the book Empire Of Lust by Rina Kent, therefore, it does not belong to me.

This is a story of a sicko and vicious tongued male lead pampering and obsessing over his little wife. Once she crossed over in a novel, she became the hateful cannon fodder who married the Seventh Lord of Gu family. It's rumored that the Seventh Lord of Gu family has a Buddha's mouth but a viper's heart, unpredictable temperament, and very superb at making a human skin painted fan. The most terrible thing is that this man is the white lotus female lead's head over heels crush. The biggest demon in the book, the kind that the male lead must admit when he sees him. This... this this this, isn't it like forcibly pushing her to the Yellow Spring road? --- At night, she straddled the wall and watched the Seven Lord, who was smiling faintly under the wall, she could not help but swallow in fear. "Seven, Seventh Lord...." "Huh?" Gu Jungkook lightly nodded and sat next to her. He raised his hand to touch her face: "Lisa, where are you going this late in the night?" Su Lisa was flustered. The water mist covering eyes and her voice was like a thin silk: "I come out to look, look at the moon...." "Moon?" Seven Lord chuckled, "Does it look better than me?" Su Lisa counseled, and quickly shook her head as she looks at him. Gu Jungkook laughed lightly. He hooked her chin looking at those delicate lips and said: "Be good." --Be good, I'll give you whatever you want.

𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝. 𝐈𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦, 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫.

ɪ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʀᴏᴏᴍꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ, ꜱᴏ ᴀ ꜰᴇᴡ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏꜱ' ᴅᴏʀᴍꜱ.ᴀ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇꜱᴛᴏꜱᴛᴇʀᴏɴᴇ-ꜰᴜᴇʟᴇᴅ ɢᴜʏꜱ ꜱᴜᴅᴅᴇɴʟʏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ Qᴜɪᴇᴛ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ᴏɴ ᴇᴅɢᴇ, ᴀꜰʀᴀɪᴅ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴄᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴏꜰꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ɢɪʀʟꜱ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴅᴏʀᴍ.ᴏɴᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ,ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜᴇᴅ ꜱʜᴏᴡᴇʀɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴜɴᴀʟ ʙᴀᴛʜʀᴏᴏᴍ. ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀ ʙᴀꜱɪɴ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ʟᴇꜰᴛ ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴏʀᴇ ᴄᴋ ʙᴏxᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡᴇᴅ ᴏꜰꜰ ʜɪꜱ ꜱɪx-ᴘᴀᴄᴋ ᴀʙꜱ.ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛʀᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʀᴏᴏᴍ, ʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴡ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ ɪɴ ᴀ ʟᴀᴄᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛɢᴏᴡɴ. ʟɪꜱᴀ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ʜɪꜱ ᴀʙꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇʀᴠᴏᴜꜱʟʏ ᴀꜱᴋᴇᴅ, "ᴇxᴄᴜꜱᴇ ᴍᴇ, ɪ'ᴍ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴍɪᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀᴄʀᴏꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴀʟʟ. ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴜꜱ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴜᴛᴇʀ?""ꜱᴜʀᴇ," ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ꜱᴀɪᴅ, Qᴜɪᴇᴛʟʏ ᴍᴏᴠɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀꜱɪɴ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ꜱɪᴅᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ. ᴀ ᴄᴀʀᴇꜰʀᴇᴇ, ꜱɪʟʟʏ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀ ᴘʟᴀʏʙᴏʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɴ ᴇɴᴇʀɢᴇᴛɪᴄ, ʟᴏᴠᴇʟʏ ꜰᴀɪʀʏ. [ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ. ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴀᴘᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ!!] CREDITS TO THE AUTHOR AND TRANSLATOR Author(s) Chunfeng Liuhuo 春风榴火

ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʟɪꜱᴀ ꜱᴀᴡ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ, ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀ ʙʀɪɢʜᴛ ʟɪɢʜᴛɪɴɢ ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ʙʟᴜᴇ ᴍᴇᴅɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀꜱᴋ. ʜɪꜱ ꜱʟᴇɴᴅᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇᴠᴇᴀʟᴇᴅ, ꜱᴘᴀʀᴋʟɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ. ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏᴀᴛ ʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴇ ꜱᴡᴀʏᴇᴅ ꜱʟɪɢʜᴛʟʏ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ʙᴇɴᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇɴ, ʜᴇ ɪɴꜱᴇʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴ ɪɴꜱᴛʀᴜᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀᴛɪᴇɴᴛ'ꜱ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ, ʟᴏᴡᴇʀᴇᴅ ʜɪꜱ ʜᴇᴀᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴀᴍɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄᴀʀᴇꜰᴜʟʟʏ. ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ, ʜᴇ ꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇ. ʜɪꜱ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴡʜᴀᴛ ʟᴀᴢʏ ʙᴜᴛ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴏᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴛᴏɴᴇ. "ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ɴᴏ ɴᴇᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀꜰʀᴀɪᴅ." ʟɪꜱᴀ ɪɴꜱᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ ꜰᴇʟʟ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ᴀꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴡ ʜɪᴍ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ. ʜᴏᴡᴇᴠᴇʀ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴀɴᴛɪᴄɪᴘᴀᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ɪɴ ʜɪꜱ ᴜꜱᴜᴀʟ ꜱᴛᴀᴛᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴀ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏᴀᴛ. "ᴡʜʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴅᴀʏ?" "ɪ ʜᴀᴅ ʟᴜɴᴄʜ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ." "ᴡʜʏ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴍᴇ?" "ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ɴᴏᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴʏᴍᴏʀᴇ?" ʟɪꜱᴀ: "..." ᴀʟᴏᴏꜰ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪʟʟꜰᴜʟ ɪʟʟᴜꜱᴛʀᴀᴛᴏʀ x ꜱᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ ᴅᴇɴᴛɪꜱᴛ [ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴍɪɴᴇ. ɪᴛ ɪꜱ ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴀᴘᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ!!] CREDITS TO THE AUTHOR AND TRANSLATOR Author(s) Z