"you are mine forever and ever, once mine always mine" warn! gxg

Jung Subin jamás pensó, que su vida, cambiaría de la noche a la mañana. Desde un cambio de trabajo a sentimientos confusos. Los cambios, siempre eran buenos o eso es lo que siempre decía su padre. "Te quiero, pero a ella la amo" "Te amo tanto, que soy capaz irme a vivir lejos contigo"

Yoo Jeayi y Joo Yeri, dos alfas competitivas y audaces, deciden enfrentar su mayor desafío: conquistar a Woo Seulgi, una omega transferida que despierta interés por donde pasa.

~Porque 17 centímetros no son suficientes para Yoo Je-Yi. 🐨| Está es una adaptación, todos los creditos correspondientes a su autora: thebunnyshiteuback. ‼️ Seulgi GIP

historias aleatorias del shipp de Jaeji y Seulgi ,algunos también de cho kyung y Joo Yeri de la serie Friendly rivaliry

For generations, Lancaster Industries and Montclair Corp have been locked in a ruthless war for dominance, their bitter feud woven into the very foundation of their empires. Seraphine Lancaster, an icy perfectionist groomed for power, has spent her life despising the Montclair family. Adrienne Noelle Montclair, a charismatic and fearless strategist, thrives in their rivalry, seeing every battle as a game she refuses to lose. But when an unknown enemy begins dismantling both corporations from the shadows, they have no choice but to forge an uneasy alliance. As they navigate corporate espionage, betrayal, and hidden threats, Noelle's obsession with protecting Sera turns dangerously possessive. What starts as reluctant cooperation soon spirals into a volatile passion-one they can neither control nor deny. In a world where power is everything, love was never part of the plan. But between hatred and desire, the line is razor-thin.

The wind howled through the broken walls of Chung Kingdom, carrying the scent of ash and blood. Fires still smoldered in the distance, casting an eerie glow over the shattered remains of what once stood proud and unyielding. Soldiers marched through the streets, their armor stained with the dust of battle, dragging survivors from the ruins. Among them, shackled and stripped of her silks, was Chung Subin. Her wrists were bound with rough rope, the fibers biting into her flesh with every stumble. She kept her gaze fixed on the ground, unwilling to meet the eyes of the conquerors who sneered and spat as she passed. Her father's banners lay trampled in the mud, crimson and gold smeared with dirt and footprints. The once-mighty emblem of her family now lay forgotten, just as her kingdom had been. "Move faster," a guard snarled, shoving her forward. Subin staggered, knees hitting the ground. Pain shot through her legs, but she did not cry out. Tears were a luxury she had abandoned long ago. They led her to the towering walls of Lee Kingdom's castle-its spires piercing the clouds like daggers. The gates groaned open, revealing the sprawling stone fortress that would become her prison. Word of her capture had spread quickly. Servants whispered, nobles smirked behind raised fans, and the guards called her traitor as if it were her name. But it was not their eyes that cut the deepest. It was hers. Lee Hyeri stood atop the grand staircase, her gaze sharp and unyielding. Draped in silks of midnight blue, she was every bit the image of ruthless royalty. Her lips curled into a smile that did not reach her eyes as Subin was dragged before her, forced to her knees at Hyeri's feet. "So, this is the last princess of Chung," Hyeri mused, circling her like a predator savoring its catch. "Not much left of your father's pride now, is there?" Subin clenched her fists, the rope burning deeper into her skin. She would not give Hyeri the satisfaction of her tears. Not now. Not ever.

What started as a simple casting for the drama Friendly Rivalry turned into something far more complicated. Lee Hye-ri, the charming extrovert who lights up every room, and Chung Soo-bin, the quiet, reserved actress who keeps to herself, were never supposed to mix. But from their first meeting, sparks flew-not just on-screen, but behind the cameras as well. As they navigated the pressures of fame, late-night rehearsals, and stolen glances, their friendship grew into something deeper. Something neither of them was ready to name. But when scripted kisses start feeling a little too real, and jealousy creeps into moments off-set, they're forced to confront the truth-is this just acting, or has love found its way between them? With the world watching, their careers on the line, and their hearts at stake, Hye-ri and Soo-bin must decide: Will they keep pretending, or will they risk everything for something real? A story of love, fame, and the thin line between fiction and reality.

The night Seoul bled, the war should have ended. For years, the Chung and Lee families had been locked in a brutal feud-rival syndicates clawing for control over the city's underworld. Deals were burned, alliances shattered, and bodies piled up in the alleys like discarded playing cards. Neither side dared to back down, each blow met with another, a cycle of violence passed down through generations. But war had a price. When the youngest heir of the Lee family was gunned down in a drive-by-an act neither side could take responsibility for-something shifted. Retaliation would mean total annihilation, a war that neither family could afford. The city was changing. The world was watching. And so, on a quiet evening in the heart of Gangnam, the two families gathered behind closed doors. Guns were holstered, knives set aside, and in their place, a contract was signed. A deal that would bind bloodlines together instead of spilling them apart. An agreement forged not in trust, but in necessity. A marriage. To the outside world, it would be the union of two elite families-an extravagant affair for the socialites and tabloids to feast on. But beneath the glitz and glamour, it was nothing more than a business transaction, a carefully constructed lie designed to keep the peace. The heirs had no choice. Chung Subin, the quiet storm, with eyes too sharp and a heart too cold. Lee Hyeri, the devil in silk, with a smile that hid a thousand knives. They would play their roles. They would pretend. But some wars don't end with treaties. They smolder, waiting for the right moment to reignite. And when love and hate exist in the same breath, the battlefield only grows deadlier. -