Jisung has finally managed to get his dream job, being a detective. He's good, too good, so they put him on the only unsolved case of the precinct... And that is to capture the blood diamond, the most renown criminal in the city. Also known as Lee Minho. What starts off as hate and malice slowly turns into something lustful and passionate. The ice to his fire, the warmth to his frost. Yet rules that are forbidden... are always more fun to break. <3 !!Best rankings!! #1 in Leeminho #1 in straykids #1 in bangchan #1 in cop #1 in kpop #1 in hanjisung #1 in kpopfanfic #2 in minsung #2 in skz #7 in minsung

ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ Han Jisung talks too much, laughs too loudly, and lives like he's on fast-forward. With ADHD and a heart worn on his sleeve, he's the chaotic storm that crashes into a classroom ruled by silence. Lee Minho doesn't talk unless he has to-and when he does, it cuts. Cold, distant, and broken in ways no one dares to ask about, he wears his bitterness like armor. After the sudden death of his abusive parents, Minho only sinks deeper into himself. Until Jisung shows up. At first, they hate each other. Then... something shifts. Something burns. A slow descent into something electric, dangerous, and real. Jisung wants to understand him. Minho doesn't want to be understood. But in the quiet moments, when no one's looking, they find something they never thought they'd deserve. Love. And maybe-salvation. ִֶָ𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐇་༘࿐ !Warning! -Vulgar language -Conversations about a suicide attempt -self-harm. Objs. I don't ship idols or sexualize them, everything written in there is just fiction # 73 - bl - 02.12.2025 # 72 - seungbin - 02.12.2025 # 423 - boysinlove - 06. 12. 2025 # 221 - boyxboy - 17. 12. 2025 # 128 - school - 22.12.2025

"Do you want to fuck me?" "So fucking bad" ────୨ৎ──── In which Minho and Jisung hate each other. Well.. that's the official story. They argue. They glare. They absolutely cannot stand being in the same room. Obviously. Or at least, that's what they tell themselves. Because hating each other is easier than admitting what wanting could destroy. Every glare hides something unsaid. Every insult covers something softer. Every touch is a mistake they can't seem to stop making. And yet... there's always more beneath it. All the teasing only makes it worse. Or better. Depends on who you ask. ────୨ৎ──── College au Enemies to lovers ⤷ ❝ contains ˎˊ˗ Mature content / smut (A LOT) Homophobia Angst Family issues ♡ side shipsˎˊ˗ Changlix Top Minho Bottom Jisung 🥇#1 Idol 🥇#1 Minho 🥇#1 Han 🥇#1 LeeKnow 🥇#1 HanJisung 🥇#1 Minsung 🥇#1 LeeknowxHan 🥇#1 Minsungfanfiction 🥇#1 Jisung 🥈 #2 straykids 🥈#2 LeeMinho 🥹💞✨ (I SWEAR😭)

[ENG] Felix takes Hyunjin to the gym the night before StrayKids' day off, and Hyunjin in turn takes him to his bed. That the night is long between one and the other would then also explain their current heated situation in the shower. ____________________________ published: August 9th, 2023 finished: August 29th, 2023

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐄 | bang chan ♡︎ i hate the way he looks at me. i hate that stupid smirk he always wears. i hate him. and god, i think i want him anyway. ♡︎ warnings: - strong language - sexual content - mild violence best rankings: #1 hwanghyunjin 12.09.25 #1 jisung 23.11.25 #1 chan 28.12.25

'it was just too much.' lee felix decided that he will leave everything and everyone behind in Korea and move to Australia to start fresh and by everyone, he meant his boyfriend of two years, hwang hyunjin but what happens when felix is forced to go back to Korea because of his job and meets the one who he left behind? "your hair is different." "but my feelings for you aren't." _ this book contains: - eating disorder - smut

Sweet...until now Arelles, a sweet and meek girl is forced to be more dangerous than a wrecking ball hitting them. After countless suffering and betrayal she ends up being strong and crazed. 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟...? 𝐎𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲?

"A fifteen-year-old girl was found dead at her birthday party." The next morning, the halls of Westbridge High were filled with whispers of Stacey Carter's name. Her closest friends are desperate to forget the night that changed everything, but guilt has a way of following you home. Something happened that night... and the truth won't stay buried.

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

"If I hate something, would you hate that too?" she murmurs, eyes lifting to his like she's asking for a vow. Alonzo doesn't even blink. "Abso-fùćking-lutely. I wouldn't just hate it- I'd destroy it." She exhales, a tiny shaky breath. "And if I love something... you'd love that too?" His jaw flexes. "Depends." "Would you love it for me, Alonzo?" she repeats. "...I can try," he whispers, like it's the closest thing to surrender he's ever given anyone. "I love you, Alonzo." ◇◇◇ We all have heard the stories of mentors and students. Of knowledge passed down, discipline shaping ambition. But what happens when the mentor is more than what he appears to be? He is Alonzo Accardi, the youngest managing partner of Accardi Law Firm. Brilliant, Cynical, Unreadable. In boardrooms contracts are signed under his name, some written in ink, some in silence and some in blood. She is Iraanya Kashyap, sent to his mansion to prepare for her Law exam under his guidance. She thrives on feral curiosity and pure recklessness. And yet, in her defiance, she finds herself entangled in codes she isn't aware of, written on paper and power. She is not only a student. He is not only a tutor. This is not only a lesson. And many questions are yet to be answered. Together they step in a world where knowledge is not innocent, where lessons leave scars and where every answer only sharpens the question. 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚