He went to Paris to find some form of consolation by buying an expensive painting and meeting the famous artist behind it. What he found there changed him forever. She had lived a miserable life but finally found stability through her love of creating art. She was content during the day, but battled her demons at night. She thought she didn't deserve to be happy... until life gave her a second chance at love.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

" stop smoking " he grabbed the cigarette i was about to light and threw it onto the ground. " but you smoke too, what's your fucking logic? " " there's something better than fucking nicotine " " oh yeah? what is it? " i eyed him cautiously. " my lips, what else? " then and right there, he crashed his lips on mine.

You look up at the scoreboard with fury in your eyes. Second place, again. Chest heaving and hands balled into fists, you look over to your left and grit your teeth. Jimin smirks at you with his perfect white teeth, hatred boiling in your blood the minute your eyes land on him, his voice smooth as silk when he speaks. "Maybe next time." Best Ranking: 🏆 #1 in #fanfiction 🏆 #1 in #taehyung #1 in #Christianchimchim #1 in #Iceskating #1 in #Jimin #1 in #jin #1 in #parkjimin #1 in #jungkook #1 in #seokjin #1 in #chimchim Jimin×Reader All Credit for cover photo goes to BTS and Bighit Entertainment ♡

-tu as l'air si vide' -désolé.' [jeon jungkook];moody { ne vous arrêtez pas au début, continuez ça en vaut la peine }

she dreads to get to school because of one name. ; high school au, tsundere!taehyung lmao » under edit » #4 in fanfiction on 171222

Résumé: Qu'arrive-t-il quand une fille bien rencontre un bad boy ? Lee Hyejin craint d'aller au lycée à cause d'un seul nom. Kim Taehyung - le mec populaire de l'école, connu aussi comme la brute, et le rebel qui agit comme une personne bizarre, que personne ne connait vraiment. Taehyung et Hyejin se battent toujours dès qu'ils se voient. Personne ne sait vraiment pourquoi, mais ils font toujours ça. Qu'arrivera-t-il à ces deux-là? Ceci est la traduction en français d'une histoire que j'ai particulièrement adorée qui mérite d'être lue, écrite par wtkfics

In which Jeon Jungkook agrees to marry Song Taehee(you) because of some reasons. She's happy. While he isn't. She does everything for him. While he does everything for another woman. ======================================= Was #3 in fanfiction. Thank you readers! ======================================= Note: Due to the countless requests made by the readers, I'm re-publishing this story again as an 'edited-version'. Those who have finished reading this story before, yes, I removed some of the contents. =======================================

Et si un malheureux accident de voiture avait le pouvoir de remonter le temps, des années en arrière, au moment où tout était parti en vrille dans la vie de Min Yoongi, là où tout avait changé pour lui. Le laisserait-on gommer, effacer et rectifier tout ce qui lui semblerait nécessaire ? Ou quelqu'un veillerait-il au bon déroulement des choses ? Et, surtout, la plus grande des questions à résoudre ne serait-elle pas de savoir pourquoi on l'avait choisi lui parmi tous les autres ? Et si tout était question d'un accident ? D'un accident dans le temps ? Taegi~

Il y avait moi et ma vie ennuyante et il y avait lui, le voisin d'en face. Il y avait nous dans nos deux appartements faits à l'identique comme le reflet d'un miroir. Il ne me connaissait pas, moi je savais tout de son quotidien. J'avais besoin de voir comment il vivait pour comprendre l'existence que je n'aurais jamais. Mais nos deux mondes allaient se confronter dans le chaos le plus total et sa vie et la mienne, se mélanger pour prendre un tournant inattendue. Fanfiction BTS : Taekook / YoonMin Romance, récit contemporain, récit initiatique, amitiés, tranche de vie. Fanfiction commencée en février 2018 ; terminée en février 2020.