"I hope you're ready to share the crown with me, Mr. Choi." Y/n met his gaze, a subtle smile playing on her lips. Seungcheol's gaze held hers with a heated intensity. "I'm more than ready. The real question is if you can handle all that I'm bringing to the table." Y/n couldn't help but chuckle at how this conversation had veered into a more intriguing direction. "Bring it on, Mr. Choi." - Y/n, a brilliant and strategic CEO, faces the imminent collapse of her empire following her father's death. To salvage the business, she makes a bold move: marrying thirteen mafia bosses. Though they have no need for her, she skillfully manipulates them, securing their alliance and stabilizing her crumbling empire. As the marriage progresses, the business steadies, but tensions run high in their personal lives. Betrayal and hurt become constant companions, creating a tumultuous environment. Amidst the chaos, they must navigate their complex relationships and confront their feelings. Can they overcome the turmoil and discover a profound, unexpected love with their contractual wife, or will their differences tear them apart forever? Warning ⚠️ : mature content, mentions of sexual intercourse, violence, blood, false language. Do not read if you're uncomfortable! Top ranks: #1 dokyeom #13 seventeen #1 seventeenfanfics

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limerence [ li-mer-uhns ] noun the state of being obsessively infatuated with someone, usually accompanied by delusions of or a desire for an intense romantic relationship with that person. - book two of psycho -

"You're my person, my favourite person" - He had it all. Wealth, power, and a future already carved out for him as an heir. But on campus, no one knew. To the world, he was just the quiet, bookish loner who talks only to his best friend. He didn't need love, didn't want distractions, he'd rather prove himself through hard work, not romance. Her, on the other hand, had never hidden who she was. Brilliant, beautiful, and effortlessly confident, she was the heiress everyone notices, except for the one boy she had secretly admired since high school, Him. When a bet forced him to confront everything he thought he knew about her, he discovered she was nothing like the spoiled, shallow girl he imagined. she was a challenge. unexpected. And worst of all...she was everything he swore he would never need. But falling for her meant revealing the secret he's been guarding all his life. And once the truth comes out, would she see the man who loved her... or the heir who lied to her?

"She's perfect," "I want her." His voice was calm, quiet. A fact, not a wish. _ "When I said I wanted her..." He spoke so quietly they had to lean in to hear. "I meant her. All of her. Not just the name. Not just the money. Every. Fucking. Piece." _ "I'm going to have her so deep she won't remember who she was before me," he said, voice low, almost a growl. "Her father thinks he's playing me. He's not. I'm playing all of them. And when she realizes it - it'll be too late. She'll beg me to ruin her. And I will."

A legacy stolen, a betrayal hidden in the shadows, and a vengeance that refuses to die. When his father is murdered, he loses everything his family, his empire, his name. Framed as a killer, he vanishes into the underworld, his heart burning for revenge against the one man he once trusted above all: Alexander, the puppet master who took it all. But returning means more than reclaiming power; it means tearing down the empire built on his family's blood. Yet, someone unexpected steps into his life a connection he can't ignore and a complication he didn't plan for. "You think you know what loyalty means?" Alexander's voice is cold, mocking. "I'm going to make you beg to learn," he whispers back, his voice a quiet storm of resolve. But in the shadows, there's her dangerous, captivating, his forbidden thrill. Every call, every stolen whisper, ignites a dark desire. "Tell me, my little dove, would you watch the world burn if I asked you to?" his voice is laced with a dangerous promise. "For you?" she murmurs back, a smile in her voice, "I'd light the match myself." 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞? 𝐎𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥? s t a r t e d :- 18 Oct 2024 e n d e d :- ?

"Young girls these days." She said. "Must be first time seeing a pretty foreigner like me so couldn't help clicking pictures." She smiled seating back on her stool. Chan choked on his laughter. "Wae? Why are you laughing?" She asked clearly offended. "Ani. Don't get me wrong. But they were definitely not clicking your pictures." He laughed mumbling out the last part. "You." She smacked Vernon's arm before dramatically flipping her hair to one side and delicately looking at him. "Na yeppeo?" She asked. Vernon blinked few times. "Umm...eo, very pretty." He replied still in frozen state. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - All she ever wanted was promotion but got stuck with thirteen boys! (Update every Saturday.)

𝖣𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖻𝖾𝗅𝗂𝖾𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗂𝗇𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾? Lee Novah thought she did. She had built a life carefully stitched together, fragile as gossamer threads, after surviving storms that had left her world trembling. She learned to hold herself together piece by delicate piece-until one misstep threatened to unravel it all. ‎A suitcase picked up at the airport-the wrong one-held stacks of cash, a gun, and a note with her name scrawled across it. Fear clawed at her chest. Confusion clouded her mind. The world she had painstakingly pieced together began to crumble again. ‎But she barely had time to gasp before a man appeared-his smile angelic, almost unreal... yet the shadows in his eyes whispered of dangers far darker than she had ever known. ‎He offered protection, his voice a silken promise of safety-but in a life carved from caution, where trust had always been a luxury, could anyone truly be trusted? ‎Trust was fragile, and storms always had a way of returning. She had barely survived the first... the next was already gathering-silent, inevitable-ready to tear her fragile peace apart. ‎And in the breathless space between danger and silence, one question flickered like a candle flame-could such a collision of fates, forged in fear and uncertainty, ever bloom into something tender? Could the chaos of circumstance, twisted and sharp as it was, give rise to something unexpected? Could coincidence, dark and unpredictable, bring the impossible-love? ‎In a world where certainty was an illusion, every choice came at a price, and the line between salvation and ruin was as thin as the wings of a butterfly. ‎The man who appeared by what seemed like mere coincidence might be her only anchor... or the very architect of her undoing. ‎Will she survive the coming storm-or will it claim her entirely?

"Are you home?" "No." Joshua's irritated voice responds. "I'll be down in five." "I just told you I'm not-" she hangs up before sitting up, tying her robe tight, and walking out of the house. She walks outside, down the stairs, and knocks on the front door. She waits for a few seconds before banging on the door. "I'M COMING!" Shua's voice shouts from inside. He opens the door. "What do you want?" She pushes past him and walks into his house, immediately making herself comfortable. She looks around a bit. "Wow." "What do you want from me, thief? I have things to do." "Yeah, whatever." She nods while continuing to examine his house. "Your choice in, color scheme is a little off, but I can work with that." "I'm sorry, what?" She rubs her forehead, a bit annoyed by the situation. "I need your help." "And what makes you think I'd help a thief like you?" "I'm not the thief, you are!" "Whatever, thief." She groans. Her thoughts begin to run wild. "I absolutely hate Hong Jisoo with every bone in my body. He's annoying, narcisistic, knows every little way to get under my skin. I despise him." She thinks to herself. Shua leans up against the wall, waiting for her to explain why she practically barged into his house, uninvited. "I hate him, I hate him, I ABSOLUTELY HATE HIM. So the fact that I am actually depending on him right now, makes me want to rip my hair out." She takes in a deep breath. "But as unexpected as it is, he's my only way out of this." "So, are you just gonna sit there and look stupid? Or..." Shua says with the biggest amount of sass in his voice. He watches as she takes in a deep breath. "Okay, so you're just here to look stu-" "I need you to date me." Shua nearly chokes on his own saliva. "WHAT!?" [ Most events, background stories, some characters, and history are fictional! Some things won't line up with real timelines! So if some things don't add up, please don't be angry, they're just written that way to allow the story to unfold :) ]

Being an Omega is hard for them. Why? Well, they have to be careful around Alphas, especially if the Omega isn't marked or has a mate. Now, what happens when six Omegas meet six Alphas and one Beta? Will they be strong enough to ignore them, or will they become friends with them and fall in love?