I came to Seoul to pursue my dream as an artist but things didn't work out.My family pleaded with me to come back to Busan but I needed a space of my own.Finally,I found A job similar to my goal.An architect. Days later,I'm called into the boss' office. The man stared out of the giant clear glass,admiring the city below him.I stood there and trembled in my place,holding my head down in desperation to keep my tough exterior.He finally turned around and walked circles around me,keeping his dark eyes glued on me."My,My.What a beauty you are"He said and tilted his head to get a better look at me." Maybe I'll assign 'special jobs' to you"He pulled my head up with his index finger and I gulped harshly. 18+ 🌚 ⚠️THIS IS A WARNING!BE READY!😂

"You aren't the Yoongi that I used to know...." ------------------------------------------ I see him...fading with old and happy memories.I know that I can't have him back and that he wasn't the one for me. But... But I found Jeon Jungkook.

"Your not scary...You don't even have his smile..."

"I need you"

Feeling hurt all the time comes normal to you.Since you were 14,you've been abused by your stepmother ever since your parents died.

Let it be limerence. Yet that night his love Possessed her soul. And her body possessed His scars... For her love controls him. -ᴘᴀʀᴋ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

Hated by the people she's sworn to protect, dragon rider Neely Lynch searches for her stolen dragon while struggling to control the dark powers inside her. ***** After the Culling of Naughton -- a horrific slaughter that led to the murder of several dragon riders and the destruction of two separate armies -- Neely Lynch is on the warpath. Unbeknownst to most, Neely and her friends survived the Culling and are determined to reunite with their kidnapped dragons at any cost (even if that means leaving a trail of broken and bloody bodies behind them). But finding her dragon soon becomes the least of her problems when Neely discovers her disappearance after the Culling has only added to her reputation as the infamous Vidalin Rider. Hated and scorned by the people she's sworn to protect, Neely must find a way to prove she's not the villain everyone thinks she is before her dark and deadly powers, which are slowly growing beyond her control, transform her into the very thing she's trying not to be. [The Rider's Legend can be read as Book 3 in The Rider series, or as a standalone -- but note that it will spoil Book 1 and 2] [[word count: 150,000-200,000 words]]