Chaelisa

Lisa Manoban, a hotshot financier has just been dumped by her on- off girlfriend, Jennie Rubyjane before finding herself in a classical arranged marriage thrope with Roseanne Park, the youngest heir to the Park Technologies. Will their marriage survive the storm thrown their way or will they crash for a divorce instead? 🏆 2nd in #Park 🏆 1st in #Roseannepark

It's been three years since a mysterious vigilante called Shadowbolt appeared in the city, and Rosie, an underappreciated newspaper reporter at The Seoul Surfer, obsesses over discovering their secret identity. When a renowned actress is kidnapped, events unfold that bring Rosie face to face with Shadowbolt. Secrets come to light and feelings blossom but with nefarious schemes afoot, will the truth ultimately cost Rosie her heart? ****** A Chaelisa story with some Jensoo Story by Dreamofshadows (2026) Cover by Dreamofshadows (2026

As Lisa goes through college all while having a Job as a stripper she face back lash from not only her pears but her parents but she didn't care as she had to do what she could so her and her son could be good ,after her son father died it became hard to fall in love again but that is until Eazy came and change her heart and mentality as they went through a lot their love conquered it all

just girlfriends unconditionally, irrevocably in love with each other. Bunch of prankshots with Chaelisa Topsé | Fluff | Smut?

'Bad Girl'. A term that can only be assigned to one girl at Cheongdam HighSchool, which is only accessible to teenagers whose families are rather wealthy. Lalisa Manoban is the cliché bad girl, but still makes it so unique and is perfectly good at being it. What she wants, she gets. Whether it's material or not. Until a new teacher steps into the classroom after the summer holidays and teaches her some manners and how to behave.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" or many Others Name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... They say I'm the heartbreaker. The flirt. The one who collects admirers without ever letting any of them too close. Men line up with flowers, fancy cars, and promises of forever. Some women try their luck too. Tall, handsome, beautiful - I've seen them all. And I? I laugh, I play, I surprise them with gestures they'll never forget... then I walk away before anyone can surprise me back. Because I don't fall. Not for anyone. At least, that's what I believed. Until her. Lisa Manoban. The one woman I was never supposed to want. The one person my brother, Kim Jiyong, trusted above everyone else. His best friend. His business partner. His family. She was supposed to be off-limits. She was supposed to be untouchable. But when it came to Lisa, every rule I lived by stopped mattering. Because sometimes, it only takes one person to make you break every promise you've made to yourself. Sometimes... it only takes one exception.

One night in Bangkok. That's all it was supposed to be. Jennie Kim-ice-veined CEO of Korea's most powerful conglomerate-doesn't do reckless. She doesn't break rules, and she certainly doesn't break. But she did. For her. Lisa Manoban-charismatic, cocky, infuriatingly magnetic. A low-level developer with a smile that could start wars... and secrets that could end empires. Jennie never meant to see her again. Never meant to want more. Until Lisa walks into her boardroom. Cool. Unbothered. Dangerous. Jennie should fire her. Bury the night. Move on. But Lisa's collecting something-slowly, deliberately. Not power. Not titles. Jennie's attention. Her silence. Her control. One whispered command at midnight, one lingering look across a meeting room, and everything starts to unravel. Because Lisa isn't just anyone. And Jennie isn't used to being wanted like this. Not quietly. Not mercilessly. Not like she belongs to someone. And in the end- She might. Only question is... Who's really playing who?

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" or many Others Name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... They called her the Ice Queen. Jennie Kim, the modern-day heiress of Korea's largest conglomerate, was untouchable. Beautiful, brilliant, and merciless - she was the woman who could bring empires to their knees with a single signature. But behind her perfect smile and designer suits was a fortress of steel walls, built to survive a world that had tried to destroy her too many times. No one dared to cross her. No one, except the shy, stammering girl who accidentally spilled coffee on her million-dollar contract. Lisa Manoban never expected to land a job as Jennie's personal assistant. She wasn't polished. She wasn't bold. She wasn't the type to stand out - and that was exactly why Jennie chose her. But when a scandal threatens Jennie's reputation and powerful enemies circle like wolves, Jennie does the unthinkable.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" and many others name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... IN HER DEFENCE Introduction Jennie Kim didn't believe in softness. Not in the courtroom, not in the office, not in herself. She was Seoul's most respected litigator by thirty, feared more than she was admired. Her heels never clicked twice down the same hallway, and her silence in a meeting could kill a career faster than a lost case. She didn't yell. She didn't plead. She simply looked - and people moved. The only thing she had less time for than inefficiency was idealism. So when her managing partner assigned her a final-year intern from Korea University - bright-eyed, book-taught, and ten minutes early for everything - Jennie barely looked up from her deposition notes. "Don't ask questions unless you already know the answers," she said without turning. "And don't try to impress me. I'm not here to be impressed." Lisa Manoban nodded once. Soft voice, steady gaze. "I'm not here to impress you," she said. "I'm here to learn." That was the first time Jennie looked at her - really looked. She wasn't loud, or eager, or trying too hard. She was just... still. Soft in a way Jennie didn't trust. The kind of softness that didn't bend to survive - it stayed, and waited, and watched. Jennie dismissed her with a nod, already forgetting the name. But something about the girl lingered long after she left the room. Like the quiet echo of a truth Jennie didn't want to hear.