A heiress that wishes to never wed again, And a foreign lord that is being made to wed.

Ten years after one summer in Los Angeles, Harper meets him again - the boy in the hoodie who now knows the world. Between New York, Seoul, Grammy nights, and a love that never truly disappeared, Harper and Jungkook must find out whether timing really can be everything. Some stories don't end. They simply wait for the right moment to continue.

When ambitious lawyer Elena Park moves to Seoul for a temporary chapter of her life, she never expects to meet Min Yoongi. He is quiet, guarded, and impossible to forget. What begins as a private connection grows into a love story built across years, cities, careers, and sacrifices. From Seoul to New York to Los Angeles, Elena and Yoongi must learn that love is not something you find once- it is something you choose, protect, and build. Because sometimes the greatest love story isn't perfect. It's the one you create together.

She was just his neighbor. He was just a guy in the elevator. Jung Hyerin is a busy doctor who barely notices her neighbors. Kim Taehyung is a global superstar trying to live quietly. One hidden relationship. And the kind of love that doesn't need to be loud to be real. Ranked #1 in #btsboys, #2 in #fanficbts & #3 in #fairytail - forever grateful for your love 🤍

He had the world. She had a plan. Neither expected love. Jade Carter had her life perfectly planned. Successful career. Control. No room for distractions. Then Jungkook happened. Between Los Angeles and Seoul, private moments and public chaos, Jade learns that love doesn't ruin plans - it rewrites them. But when two worlds collide under the spotlight, they must decide if home is a place... or a person. A mature, emotional romance about love, family, timing and choosing each other every day.

It all started with just one glance, then I couldn't look away from her.

Our bodies melded together, chests rising and falling in unity. His eyes poured into mine longingly, desperately, yet the distance between us remained unconquerable. "Please, just take it off," came my broken whisper as my fingertip traced the edge of his mask. "I want to know you." "You won't like what you see." • • • The Masked Dancer is only one of the many mysteries that lurk within the shadows of Jangmi's dream performing arts school. The Gothic architecture, complete with towering buildings, sweeping arches, and an abandoned opera theatre, serves as the perfect home for a web of secrets. As Jangmi attempts to navigate the dark maze of her university, she learns that she cannot fully grant trust to anyone but herself. With an unknown writer leaving her chilling letters, she is surrounded by seven possible suspects, each of whom have hidden reasons for getting close to her. CONTENTS: ➺ Romance ➺ Mystery ➺ Fantasy ➺ Performing Arts au ➺ Beauty and the Beast meets The Phantom of the Opera HIGHEST RANKS: ⤷01 in hobi ⤷01 in performingarts ⤷14 in fanfiction ⤷14 in junghoseok ⤷02 in btshoseok ⤷02 in seokjin Word Count: ~ 130,000 All Rights Reserved. © Hoseokiiss

"It causes your immune system to turn against you," I explained gently. The color terrifyingly drained from his face as he stared at his knuckles. "I have a spot," he whispered, his voice scraping like glass. "Right here." He let out a strangled noise as the stadium footage buffered. "Riley!" he shrieked, covering his burning face while peering through his fingers at his future self. "Those pants leave absolutely nothing to the imagination!" He went so unnaturally still I thought his heart had stopped beating. His charcoal-stained fingers curled into tight fists. "Fifty," he whispered, scanning the fatal summary on the glowing screen. "I am... I am gone at fifty." What if the only way to save your future was to completely abandon your past? In 1982, Michael Jackson is suffocating. Trapped behind his family's compound gates and drowning under industry pressure, the rising star just wants a life of peace and normalcy. The universe answers-violently ripping him from his timeline and dropping him onto the bedroom rug of Riley, a freelance graphic designer in the year 2025. Stranded forty-three years in the future, Michael must face a world that already knows his tragic history. But Riley fiercely refuses to let that history repeat. She offers him the anonymous, ordinary life he always craved, rebuilding his shattered confidence brick by brick and teaching him the radical concept of self-love. More importantly, she arms him with the ultimate weapon: the brutal truth. She gives him the exact names of the snakes hiding in his 1982 backyard, the upcoming betrayals, and the devastating tragedies he is destined to face. When the universe inevitably pulls him back, Michael is no longer the timid pop star terrified of his shadow. He is a king preparing to claim his throne, knowing exactly how to rewrite music history and what it takes to survive. But armed with the future, changing his fate might cost him the one person who taught him how to live.

𝓔𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓜𝓸𝓷𝓽𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓭 has spent years perfecting one thing: despising 𝓑𝓮𝓷𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓽 𝓑𝓻𝓲𝓭𝓰𝓮𝓻𝓽𝓸𝓷. "𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓺𝓾𝓲𝓽𝓮 𝓸𝓾𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓷 𝓱𝓲𝓶." "𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓱𝓮𝓻." Ten years away gave her plenty of time to refine the art-hatred is, after all, much easier to maintain long-distance. But when the scandal that drove her family from London forces her back into society, Ellery discovers two rather inconvenient truths: Benedict Bridgerton has grown impossibly charming- and hatred is much harder to maintain face-to-face. One accidental scandal, one very public misunderstanding, and one entirely unplanned engagement later... Ellery finds herself entangled in a life she never wanted- and a man she can no longer pretend to hate. From Ellery's perspective, hatred is the safest mask she has left. But masks crack. And when hers does, Benedict is there to catch her-whether she wants to be caught or not. BENEDICT BRIDGERTON X OC (ELLERY MONTFORD) Started: 12/2/25 Completed: RANKINGS: #1 in #lukethompson | 12/3/25 #1 in #lukenewton | 12/3/25

Hannah Grace has spent years chasing a single horizon, her life narrowing to stages, spotlights, and the slow, relentless climb toward something brighter. There has never been space for anything beyond the music. Not until Kim Namjoon. A name she had only heard in passing, a world she had never stepped into, and yet, and yet, with him, everything feels disarmingly easy. He understands her in ways she can't quite explain, sees past the artist, past the expectations, and reminds her of the quiet, undeniable truth that she is still just a young woman, wanting to be loved. But the industry that built her is not kind to love. Not when expectations loom larger than desire, not when powerful voices insist that nothing must stand in the way of a comeback that could redefine everything. And certainly not when oceans stretch between them, turning every moment into something fleeting, something fragile. With him, loving feels like stepping into the sun: warm, blinding, impossible to resist, even when she knows it might burn. 11/4/'26 - #1 in Namjoon