[End of S1] [S2 ongoing] Kim Taehyung, a cute little bubbly innocent 23 years old guy who doesn't know anything about the outside world but some circumstances happened and it lead him to be personal assistant of CEO Jeon Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook, owner and CEO of two successful and famous company JJK Corp &Ent.,most eligible bachelor of Seoul, known to be heartless,cold and short tempered. what will happen if Jungkook know that his assistant is a little? Read to find out. Includes: •Fluff •Little •Innocent love •Mpreg •Boy×Boy •Kookv •Yoonmin •Namjin •Jhope •Other ships from other groups [Highest rank- #1 bottomtae(270920)] [Highest rank- #1 markson(270920)] [Highest rank- #1 topkook(241120)] [Highest rank- #3 loveatfirstsight(141220)] [Highest rank- #2 loveatfirstsight(191220)] [Highest rank- #1 kookv(100121)] (Terrible grammar, lots of errors) _______ Started: April, 2020 Restarted: June 5,2020 Ended: ongoing

"Theres's just something about him. I know he's scared, and sad and alone, but he won't let anybody in. I want him to be able to trust me, to let me in. To let me find out his secrets, to let me help him. To let me break down his walls." Niall Horan was sacred, broken, and alone. he believed that no one loved him. That he was worthless, useless. That he didn't belong. Not at home. Not at school. Not on this planet. So why is one night when his attempt to leave this world behind, change everything. Why is one boy making him feel something he has never felt before. Making him feel loved. And most importantly, breaking down the walls, he had built around his heart.

Just a collection of Ziall one shots.

[Book Two] After surviving and ending the torment Riley faced for a year, he goes back to his regular life. As much as he tries to forget Hart, the memory still follows him, this time in the form of Hart's sister, Seraphina. Her unexpected appearance brings the undeniable news that Hart is still alive and more than ever trying to bring his mother back, despite his failure. When Riley searches for Hart, he finds the one thing he has wanted for so long - the truth.

Zayn's not perfect. He's a plain boy with not-so-plain looks and anger problems. He's got friends, friends that aren't necessarily the best he could ask for but he can't really complain, and his spot on the football team is garunteed every year. Still, he's not perfect, and likes to believe that no one is. Until, that is, he meets Niall. Niall has soft hair, he's sexy in a cute way, and he's give or take the best baseball player in the school. He's not perfect, but he is the spitting image of it. Too bad Zayn will never be able to convince him of that - especially since he can't convince the blonde to go on a date with him.

"Being single doesn't mean you're weak, it means you're strong enough to wait for what you deserve." Yet sometimes you settle for what you think you deserve or settle for who you're happy with. Love doesn't need to be perfect to be true. It can be imperfectly perfect. // Niall has a negative view on life. Especially love. He's seen only the bad side and has learnt by now never to give in to love. Until one day he meets a boy who changes his mind, but he's too scared to try. Will he give him a chance or push the feeling away?

It'll be fun, he thought. Playing in the woods behind his house at night, an adventure all on his own. Nothing will happen, he thought. Years later, Niall doesn't know whether he regrets that decision. It may be the toxic in his veins. It may just be his own feelings, but, it doesn't matter. He's been caught. And once caught, there's no escape.

"Will you please stop following me," I muttered, which seemed directed more to myself than to him for some reason. He was behind me. "No can do," the raven haired boy replied, smirking as I felt him stalk closer, breathing down the back of my neck. "Fucking, leave me alone!" I cursed, turning around to confront the guy. Except, he was no longer there. My breath hitched for a second, and I nervously looked around. A few people stared at me like I was crazy or something. "They can't see me," the mysterious boy grinned, sitting under a tree nearby. My eyes trailed over to him, watching with a blank stare. He leaned his head back resting on the trunk, like he didn't give a shit to the world. "Who are you?" I questioned, taking a few steps closer, but still maintaining a reasonable distance. The guy didn't reply, instead he continued went onto smirking again. "Tell me. Who the hell are you?" I demanded, ignoring all the bystanders. It didn't matter anymore, because of him. He was so fucking weird. "Let's just say I'm your imaginary friend."