You join HYBE as a fresh intern. With each day things get weirder and more paranormal. Is it the buildings fault? Or the seven idols who suddenly keep appearing everywhere you go? Or maybe... it's your own fault. All eight of you put the past together, piece by piece, hoping to find what the curse wants. Vampire!enhypen x reader Loosely inspired by enhypens lore. Posted on ao3 on my account: weirdburnttoast under the same name.

"Too young for me?" he repeated, his voice low and incredulous. "Minji, age is just a fucking number. I don't give a shit about that when it comes to what I feel." [ Age Ain't Nothing But A Number - Aaliyah ] [ Talking Body - Tove Lo ]

When he decides to ruin her life but falls in love unknowningly & dangerously. 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 | 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 | 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

♔ :: To be the only female in the family is hard because your siblings tend to be overprotective. - The Royal siblings of this kingdom were known to love and care for each other deeply, so it's no surprise that they would tell each other anything and everything. - So what will happen when the others find out that their one and only sister, Princess Haneul, had been keeping a 𝗵𝘂𝗴𝗲 secret from them? * ༉‧₊˚✧ ━━━━━━━━━━━━ ͛♡ ⚠︎ ENHYPEN X OC ⚠︎ ⚠︎ warning!! this was the first ever book i've written so do expect it to be hella cringey and bad :")) ⚠︎ 𝗘𝗻𝗵𝘆𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝗿𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘆 𝗮𝘂 - 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘴, 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩? [ © -𝗞𝗫𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗛 | 𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟬 ] ⚠︎︎ plagiarism is a crime! different versions / translations of my book without my permission is not allowed ⚠︎︎

𝐡o𝐰 𝐮𝐧𝐟o𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞。 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝗺𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐞𝗺𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐲o𝐮。 Re-writing vampire au school au kingdom au 𝐄𝐧𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐧o𝐰 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 1 시작 : 2020 년 11 월 30 일 끝 : ongoing.. !gifs and pics i used - credits to owners! ©haesun--xlustfull : 2020

Navigating one year post-apocalypse, when the dead began to walk and the living proved to be no better, you decide that trust is a luxury you can no longer afford. But after a run-in with a group of seven peculiar survivors, you learn that there are bigger problems than just the undead roaming the streets. You also start to wonder if there's more to survival than simply staying alive. Reposted from Tumblr. Copyright© 2025 thatfeelinwhenyou.

"Heavy is the head that wears _______ THE CROWN 👑" < Battle for the crown between several groups > | Power, Greed, Wrath, Revenge | FAST UPDATE : ) |This story is totally a work of my imagination. If any scene are similar to someone's story then it's totally coincidental. I don't wanna offend anyone in anyway. Please vote if you'll like the story and don't forget to follow for more.| < If you have any suggestions for future stories, lemme know in comments or you can always dm me >

A subtle nod to the threads or bonds that tie Aerin to the princes.

What'll happen when you get offered a job to be the new choreographer of enhypen and now have to live with them in a dorm. And what will happen when you find out that your new friends are actually Vampires that carry a big fat secret with them. Now they have to try and protect you from the other vampires that need your special blood and stop them from hunting down everything that's dear to you. „When accepting that job offer you also signed your fate and now there's no way getting you back out of this"

✦ BITE ME ✦ 🩸⚔️🖋️ Seven marks. One body. A war waiting to begin. She was born into a bloodline the world learned to hate. Not a queen - yet raised among crowns. Not fragile - yet bleeding in silence. Asa carries seven soulmate tattoos, inked where armor can hide them, burning whenever fate shifts its weight. A political marriage binds her to seven powerful heirs, creatures of fire, shadow, frost, moon, and sky. They swear loyalty for peace, never knowing their souls have already sworn themselves to her. Every step toward war makes the marks burn deeper. Every wrong heartbeat costs her blood. Every betrayal brings her closer to death. She leads the army. She smiles through pain. She bleeds where no one can see. And when the war finally comes- they will learn the truth carved into her skin. She was never chosen. She was claimed.