"And what is a little girl doing here, dressed like that?" He asked, his voice deeper than I expected. I looked down at my clothes, black ripped jeans, black shirt and leather jacket, topped with my ankle boots. "I need a place to hide." I told him, seeing his smirk fade for a second. "What, did you steal a 100 won?" He scoffed, leaning on the doorframe. I held in a laugh. "More like a million." Started: 10/06/2016 Completed. [Editing]

》i can taste her lipstick 《 (extended one shot) (completed)

Started: June 30th, 2017 Finished: July 16th, 2017 Rank(s): #924 in FanFiction- 7/17/17 #895 in FanFiction- 7/21/17 #678 in FanFiction- 8/3/17 #645 in Fanfiction- 8/1/17 This is the second book in the 'Second' series. I advise you to read the books in order, starting with 'Second' written by -jiministic. Thank you. ----- Last; P.J.M. I gave up. I loved him even though I wasn't supposed to. Even though I didn't want to. I hated my heart for doing this to me. And again, I was second. Always second. So I figured if I couldn't be first, Then I would be last. ----- This is a Sequel to "Second", originally written by @-jiministic . I have obtained permission from the author to write this sequel. So that being said, I hope you guys enjoy~ ~Someone A/N: Disclaimer; this fan-fiction has some pretty intense subjects in it. I tried my best not to make anything gory, but this has some suicidal thoughts and actions. I do NOT condone the support of suicide or taking drugs, smoking, or underage drinking. Please read at your own risk. This work of writing is fanfiction. Any real life events that occur in this work are purely coincidental. This is my own original work. Any story/stories alike to mine are (probably) coincidental. I do not own the characters Min Yoongi, Park Jimin, Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung, or Jung Hoseok. REMINDER: Please do not reupload/repost this story on any type of media such as Wattpad, Fanfiction.net, Tumblr, or etc. Plagiarism is a crime. And with that being said, I hope you all enjoy~

♪ ♫ 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘐 𝘴𝘺𝘮𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘫𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘭𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘦𝘴 ༄ ✦ ‧₊˚✧ ➳「 poetry & prose 」✉ started: June 14th, 2020 status; ongoing « ✎ ✓ [ #1/283K in poetry ] - 02042021 ✓ [#1/13.2K in poesia ] - 05042021

"You bought me for a night, you don't own me." "Then why did you scream my name like I was yours?" Silk Sheets -a novel about a girl who sees herself only as worthy as the pleasure she can give someone else- NOT A Y/N STORY NOT A SHIPPING STORY NOT TO BE CREEPY TOWARDS BTS ITS FACE CLAIMS p.j.m. Sugar Daddy a.u. by @callmebyyourname97 The story is actually only 49 parts the rest is extra chapters, updates Cover by @TheChristianChimChim Highest rankings: #1 bangtan #7 fan fiction #11 Park Jimin

* GONNA START HELLA EDITING THIS * 5/22/20 This got to #3 in yoongifanfiction I- thank y'all so much In a world where everyone is branded since birth with a bar code and what they are to be has already been decided for them there are two individuals who are fighting to defy the status quo. They have been through struggles and are looking for something they don't know is each other. For they are the only ones with identical bar codes....

"those letters were supposed to be kept. until my mom sent it to him." © chaehiro 2015

Let this book submerge you with heartaches, drown you with traces of the past, flood you with self-wonders, wash you with waves of healing, immerse you with romance, and fill you up with colors, but only if you dive into this ocean of poetry and let every word take you into the deep.