"We are bound, Yena. For eternity." When 19-year-old Kim Yena explores a sketchy game store for a last-minute entertainment fix, the hot rugged boy she encounters offers her a game that she'll never forget. Inspired by Forbidden Game Edit by mindales on Twitter and mindales_ on instagram! https://twitter.com/mindales?s=09 https://instagram.com/mindales_?igshid=13gz0ohjvdusx [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]

she needs a fake boyfriend, he works for a fake boyfriend site

The demons of the seven deadly sins have their sights on you, ready to lead you astray. The question is - will it be worth it? ©chimchimicorn

[PLEASE READ DISCLAIMER] "Hello, this is midnight advisor! Having a problem getting it up with your boyfriend? I'm always here to-" "I just wanted to say that I was trying to kill myself a few minutes ago." "Oh, shoot!" Highest: 1 IN FANFICTION [COMPLETED]

He's got you pinned, hands rounding your struggling form as his piercing cold gaze continues to devour you whole. You don't hesitate to glare back. "I'll say this once, so you better get this into that little mind of yours." He growls, slowly leaning in. "You. Belong. To. Me." ~ Thank you so much for the cover ©️minjification ©️cuddlejun 💜 Aka ©️Taemeaway_km 💙 HR: 1# in Fanfiction HR: 2# in FanFiction - ⓜⓐⓙⓞⓡ ⓔⓓⓘⓣⓘⓝⓖ ⓘⓝ ⓟⓡⓞⓒⓔⓢⓢ.

"So you're telling me I'm supposed to be dead? How the hell am I replying then?!" In which she sends texts to her dead senior until suddenly, someone starts replying back. warnings: mention of death, depression and suicide inspired from anime kimi no nawa and orange Highest: 1 in jin 1 in kpop 1 in textfic 37 in fanfiction [COMPLETED]

I started with my VIXX chatroom, and since you guys liked it so much you voted for a BTS chatroom, well here it is! BTS has their own chatroom now, which will hopefully be just as weird as the VIXX chatroom. (/.\) (please don't copy guys...thank u)

"Despite 7 million colors being visible to the human eye, and 48 of your color pencils available for you to use, why are you only using the black, white, and red ones?" I looked down and tried to think of the answer. I don't know, maybe because black is my dark days lacking you, white is all the emptiness I felt, and red... Is the color of my bleeding conscience. As I don't want to let him down, I kept those answers to myself. And all I said was "You want me to start using other colors too?" "As much as I want you to start opening your heart, to the fact that you have many other people who loves you and cares about you, and that it's not only me." I froze as I am not able to give him an answer to that. I hate lying. But I hated disappointing him even more. started: 08/08/15 completed: 23/06/17

"did you just draw a dick on my face?" Min Soojung was more than textbook perfect-- she's independant, crazy smart, and most of all: competitive. That's until the day her full score was smugly ruined by a hot-headed bad boy, who aces all his subjects. It's annoying, it's frustrating, and most of all, he's....strangely obsessed...with her rough edges? Will she be able to keep up her honor student streak, or will she let the gates run free of his inevitable growing charms? Highest ranking: #1 in FANFICTION [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]

"I've got six problems, and their names are Jin, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook." Sequel to "Single Father"