'She only moans for me.' Jimin boasted. 'That ends tonight.' Jungkook said, taking off his shirt. Abuse, heartbreak and dance, follow Rose through her upheavals in life. •small chapters •completed • #3 in jimin • #1 in kpop • #5 in fanfiction • #4 in jungkook © @jimindigo

{a lover} the kind of person that doesn't know how to swim but will jump into deep waters to save their loved one from drowning. even if they know they won't survive, they'd rather die trying. Sequel to 'Dirty Dancing' © @jimindigo

❝Don't you think you're getting a little too obsessed?❞ ❝I like to think of it as more passionate.❞ [PAUSED] © softaura

❝You're sleeping with your professor, aren't you?❞ . . . An accident leaves Elreda Adair riddled with guilt and the town with rumours. She leaves home to have a new start, in a city she isn't known. She intends on laying low as she attempts to block out the demons from her past. Her efforts, however, go to waste the moment she catches the eye of her literature professor, Archer Kane. Archer takes it upon himself to help her with class and their literature novel. The more time they spend together, the further they stray away from a student-teacher relationship, entering dangerous waters. As the sparks between them ignite, things take an enigmatic turn when little discrepancies with the novel catch Elreda's attention. Elreda learns that Archer knows more about her than he lets on and the attractive professor facade may have just been a mask to cover his true intentions. warning: some sexual content! [word count: 50 000- 60 000 words] [Highest Ranking - #1 in Shortstory] Started, 21 Aug 2018 Ended, 08 Oct 2018 © softaura cover by: @marvelity

[was FEATURED on the official ROMANCE profile reading list!] 'His touch tainted the purest side of her.' ****** "We shouldn't." I uttered softly as he looked into my eyes, his stare piercing. "We really shouldn't." Taehyung whispered back, cupping my cheeks as he brought our lips together. [highest ranking: #2 in Shortstory] © 2020 softaura cover by: @eulu-xuria

His finger traces my skin, his coffee brown eyes staring deep into mine as I feel chills run down my spine. "Taehyung." I call out his name, close to a whisper, afraid that someone might hear us. Why did being with him make me feel so good even though he wasn't mine to keep? [Highest Ranking: #1 in Fanfiction] Warning: some sexual/mature content Started, 30 Nov 2018 Ended, 25 Apr 2019 © 2019 softaura ✓ cover by: @eulu-xuria