"Are you stalking me?" His deep voice asked. "You wish, that would mean I actually thought about you enough to wonder where you are." I looked away smugly. Max moved closer to me until his face was right in front of mine. "You're saying you don't think about me?" He smirked, fully knowing what the proximity was doing to me. "I don't, why? Did you want me to?" I Regained my composure as I moved even closer, our lips nearly touching. ~~~ Alexa is a normal girl who just wanted to get through school without any trouble. She didn't want any attention. She just wanted to leave those nightmares behind, forgetting what happened before. However, all of that changes when her mum gets married and she's forced to move to a new city. Leaving everything behind, she hopes to blend in and go to university but life has other plans. In the woods, lurking in the shadows is someone who can't stay away and will definitely ruin all of Alexa's plans and change her life showing her that things aren't always as they seem. How can two people that hate each other be mates? To add to the mix, parties, late night discussions and a school trip is sure to add drama to her life. Warning: this story is sometimes very cliché and has a few of my own twists on it. The guy might make you cry, laugh or blush and wish guys like him existed in real life. (Well, at least further into the story.) This story contains swearing and some slightly mature content. You have been warned. Best rankings: - #2 humanxwerewolf - #1 gift ~This is my first story and I hope you will give it a chance!~ I promise it will get better. Important: I do not own any of the videos, music or images I use in this story.

[COMPLETE][EDITING] Ace Hernandez, the Mafia King, known as the Devil. Sofia Diaz, known as an angel. The two are arranged to be married, forced by their fathers, joining the two Mafia's But Sofia eventually learns, even the Devil was once an angel

Kim Taehyung fell in love over a scarf. No, seriously. One random October night in New York, Taehyung watches a stranger give her scarf to an old woman, share takeout like it's nothing, and laugh like the world isn't watching - and his brain immediately goes: ✨ that's my wife. ✨ Fast forward months later, fate decides to stop being subtle. Enter Anastasia De Leon - 23, DevOps engineer, walking Google flex, accidental multilingual menace, professional chaos manager, and the only woman alive who can roast Taehyung in three languages while fixing his translation software as a weekend hobby. She doesn't chase fame. She doesn't care that he's BTS. And most importantly? She thinks Taehyung is just... a very nice friend. Meanwhile, Taehyung is out here running what he believes is a subtle romantic campaign - thoughtful breakfasts, airport logistics, late-night café walks - only for every single escalation to land as: ✨ Wow, he's so organized. ✨ What a thoughtful friend. ✨ Incredible logistics. Now Taehyung is juggling: - a world tour - a genius woman who treats him like a normal human - six members acting like live commentary gremlins - and the horrifying realization that he may have professionally friend-zoned himself This is a slice-of-life romcom about missed signals, accidental intimacy, chaotic timing, airport jackets, soft late-night cafés, and one man falling first while the woman he adores is just... vibing. Featuring: ✔ Taehyung forgetting to ask her last name but memorizing her scent ✔ A woman who builds translation tools instead of flirting normally ✔ Tactical romantic gestures mistaken for premium friendship ✔ BTS acting like emotional support clowns ✔ Language barriers that somehow make everything worse (and better) ✔ Domestic moments that hit harder than concerts ✔ Slow burn fueled by catastrophic misinterpretation Disclaimer: I only own the plot and anastasia. This is going to be a long ride of slice of life. Lol.

Y/N has spent her whole career avoiding headlines that weren't about her music. But when the AMAs put Y/N and BTS in the same room, on the same carpet, with the same cameras, all it takes is one glance, one smirk, and suddenly the world wants to know: What's going on between Y/N and Jeon Jungkook? Y/N doesn't answer. Neither does he. But in the space between interviews and award speeches, something quiet begins to build. A message. A look. A question left hanging. Y/N is not supposed to get involved. He's not supposed to care this much. But maybe they're both already in too deep.