Seo Haeyul was an ordinary college student who is constantly wrestling with her college work. Amidst her hectic schedule, she still finds time to do what she loves most, visiting museums. One evening, after her visit to a famous museum about the legendary myth of The Seven Princes, odd events began to unravel infront of her. Suddenly, she was lost in time. Darkness. The darkness enveloped her eyes. Her breathing turned shallow as her petite frame shook tremendously. She fluttered her eyes opened and was welcomed by an eerie view. Where was she? "What are you doing here?" Haeyul froze. Book one of the Eternity Series vampire au fantasy au royal au ©nowonelf

𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐘𝐏𝐄𝐍 ⤹ 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 ⤹ Trapped in a small town that forces you to limit your dreams. An unhappy marriage that you have to pretend is okay. All of this was bad, yes. But it was somehow bearable, or at least you got used to it. But being stalked and chased by a wanted criminal on the run from Seoul because you-accidentally-saved his life? That's new.

"𝙄'𝙢 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪." "𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚." 𝚜: 𝟶𝟺-𝟷𝟶-𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺 𝚎: 𝟶𝟾-𝟷𝟶-𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Vienna, amidst the bullying at school, crosses paths with a charmingly mysterious thug who swiftly becomes her protector. They both become each other's comfort despite being polar opposites, discovering in each other the hope and possibility of second chances.」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ Vienna and Ni-ki stood side by side, their gazes fixed upon the shimmering stars overhead. Despite their heads being in the gutter, they found solace in this nightly ritual, where dreams seemed within reach and burdens momentarily lifted. In the hushed embrace of the night, Ni-ki finally broke the silence, his voice tinged with melancholy yet filled with unwavering devotion. "What do you want to do?" "I want to study, excel in my exams, earn a place in a prestigious college where only the brightest belong... and if possible, protect the world." "Can you do it?" "I'll give it my all," she replied, her voice a whisper against the night breeze. "Then it's a deal," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers. "You protect the world, and I'll protect you." Their pledge hung in the air like a delicate constellation, binding them together in a shared journey of ambition and affection. In that moment beneath the starlit sky, Vienna and Niki found solace not just in their dreams but in each other.

「 ⩩ 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

"Are you wearing black under this dress as well?" Yoon Sara, the newly transferred employee in Seoul had her life completely summed up into two things, working hard and having a lot of fun, until she got involved with her boss, Lee Heeseung, complicating her life with his torturous manipulations. #1 in HEESEUNG #1 in LEE HEESEUNG #2 in ENHYPEN

燃間 || 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆. It wasn't supposed to mean anything - a glance, a word, a moment too close. But things change. People change. And sometimes, the line between wanting and warning starts to blur. ♱

He slid his hand slowly around her waist, his eyes locking onto hers, "I'm not here to play nice, I'm here to make you mine and no matter what it takes" She pulled back just slightly, breath catching, voice low but steady, "You think you can just take me?" His voice dropped to a husky whisper as he brushed his lips near her neck, "but one touch of you, Nara... and I swear I'll never let another soul touch what's mine" •───⋅ ⋆ ⊹ ⋆ ⋅───• ⋆.˚ ★- 𝓢𝓱𝓮 hated how good it felt with him touching 𝓱𝓮𝓻. How he made 𝓱𝓮𝓻 feel. The one person who could unravel 𝓱𝓮𝓻 with a single touch. ⋆.˚ ★- 𝓗𝓮 hated that she was the one person who could make 𝓱𝓲𝓶 lose control with a single touch.. the single touch that could bring 𝓱𝓲𝓶 to 𝓱𝓲𝓼 knees. •───⋅ ⋆ ⊹ ⋆ ⋅───• ˙⋆✮ The famous playboy, Yang Jungwon had it all-looks, fame, fortune, and every heart at his feet. But the moment he saw her, the world tilted. She didn't even glance his way, didn't know his name, didn't care for his charm. Nara was a mystery wrapped in grace, a silent storm in the middle of chaos. And for the first time in his perfect, reckless life... Jungwon didn't want just anyone. He wanted her. Badly. Obsessively. Secretly

❝I'd trade a thousand solo stages for one more night of being just one of seven.❞

"say something....or am i the only one going insane here?" There were always two names at the top of the class. Hizuki Ito. Yang Jungwon. Everyone knew them - the smart ones, the quiet one and the unbothered one, the ones who always seemed to be one step ahead of everyone else. Sometimes Hizuki was first, sometimes Jungwon was. But it was always one of them. Hizuki had moved from Japan when she was ten. Even then, people noticed how focused she was. She didn't talk much, but she listened. She studied harder than anyone. She was calm, but crazy around her friends, sharp, and always ready with the right answer. Jungwon had grown up here. He didn't try to stand out - but he always did. He was the kind of person who got perfect grades without looking stressed. People thought he didn't care, but the truth was: he cared a lot. He just didn't show it. Their rivalry didn't start with a fight. It started with numbers. Test scores. Rankings. Who raised their hand first in class. Who teachers praised more. Who finished the assignment better. They never talked about it-they didnt dare, but they both knew - they were in a silent competition. They weren't friends. They were enemies. A quiet tension. A feeling that neither of them could ignore for long. It wasn't love. Not yet. But it was the beginning of something they didn't understand - not yet, anyway.