"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞, 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨." He intertwined our hands, before he slammed his lips onto mine. He had never been obsessed with anyone... Until her. But will their relationship remain unbreakable in the twist of fate and betrayal? A Park Jongseong fanfiction featuring enhypen members. Book 2 of 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬❉

What the title says...again

"𝙈𝙮 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙨, 𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙖𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙤.1 𝙛𝙖𝙣, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙚, 𝙄 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙣 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙝, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙄𝙌." Y/n, a 16 year old pro-racer, is secretly a very VERY big Engene. On her 16th birthday, her soulmate mark burns into her skin, forming a tattoo-like mark right below her collar bone. Despite loving her new soulmate mark, her legs weaken when she goes for Enhypen's fanmeeting and realise her idols. Are her soulmates. (P.s. quite sad in the beginning, but ofc it will get better haha) Poly au ff Enhypen ot7 ff Soulmate au

𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙣; personal case 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: when truth sounds like jealousy and love gets mistaken for betrayal. She warned him once and he walked away; now he's back with a scandal, and she's the only one who can save him. In a world where pride speaks louder than honesty, some cases were never meant to be won. "You always thought I was jealous." He scoffs. "And you always thought you were right." A pause. "I was." -★𝑬𝘅𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝗻 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 truth → ego → distance → collision childhood friends / scandal / forced proximity / love disguised as resentment

- twelve weeks away from the city, it took her twelve weeks to fall in love him

"My son can be mean and cruel if he doesn't want someone to be around him. And he surely doesn't want a maid nor an assistant at the moment. But the house needs it, he needs it. He will not go easy on you." --- Started: Apr 30, 2021 Ended: Jul 7, 2021 *Contains mature subjects such as substance abuse and violence* *Plagiarism is a crime and will be reported* *Any translations to another language without my explicit permission is prohibited*

what the title says ooooo started 3/17/23 ended 3/24/23

𝒊 just want to see you shine 'cause i know you are a star, girl ━━━ 𝖺 𝗀𝗂𝗋𝗅 𝗐𝗁𝗈 𝖽𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗆𝗈𝗌𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇, 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗅𝖿 𝗂𝗇𝗏𝗈𝗅𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝖻𝖺𝖽 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝖺𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝖺𝖼𝖼𝖾𝗉𝗍𝗌 𝖺 𝖽𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗌 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗌 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗌. 𝑺TARTED. 01/01/24. 𝑪OMPLETED. 11/02/24. 𝐬𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝟔𝟎𝐒 𝐀𝐔.  -saebyeok 2024.

❝we were always close... maybe a little too close❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 - when ivy slips back into jay's life after years apart, they realize distance was never the real problem... it's being 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦. ; idol!Jay + friends to lovers + slow burn + social media au. Sorry for the English mistakes, it's not my native language. Started: 22.06.2025 | Finished: 19.09.2025 DO NOT COPY MY WORK!!! © hyunjoo008797, 2025. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in ILAND #1 in PARKJONGSEONG #1 in PARKJAY #1 in TOOCLOSE #1 in IDOLFANFICTION #3 in JAYFF #3 in LEEHEESEUNG #5 in JAEYUN #18 in ENHYPENFICS #20 in LOVESTORIES.

「 ⩩ 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