What's worse than a blade at your throat or staring down your own death from a cliff? Getting married to Choi Seungcheol - the man even devils prefer to avoid. Yet here I stand, wrapped in silk I didn't pick, under chandeliers brighter than my will to live, listening to vows that feel more like contracts signed in blood. Everyone says this marriage will end a war. Cute. I say it's another battlefield - one I intend to walk across in heels and sarcasm. Because here I am, in a wedding hall dripping in roses and danger, smiling like I'm not actively planning how to make my new husband stop breathing.

(ENEMIES TO LOVERS) (BXB) Everyone at school knows Ace Caldwell: The Bad Boy who was expelled from his last school for fighting. They also know Charlie Harrington: The Gay Nerd turned punching bag since he was outed in the tenth grade. When they are assigned to sit next to each other in science class, they start off on the wrong foot. But as time goes by, chemistry seems to get in the way.

Not enemies Not lovers Just strangers with some memories. *** To put it simple, Lewis Henderson, the boy who has his life planned out, hates Weston Griffin, their school's biggest playboy for their unspoken past together. Now they're in their last year of highschool and their relationship hasn't gotten any better. But what happens when a highschool party, a few cups of beer, and a not-so-innocent kiss is the reason both boys have been thrown into a world of twisted desires. And what's worst is Lewis has none of this planned out. Warning - Sexual content, mature language, and homophobic content. Chapters with smut have a warning at the beginning.

Short story kinda long chapters . Just a quick warning, I promise you it's not what it seems, the plot twist is something you will never imagine, I want to see you try and guess what will happen , no cheating. Try to guess , I promise you you'll never be able to predict what happens. ___________________________________________ ↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓↓ When you're a kid normally you'd have a childhood best friend, or a childhood girlfriend or boyfriend or just a childhood friend. But my childhood was different, cause unlike most people I had a childhood enemy, rival. Yeah.... I wish I was kidding but I'm not . Ever since I learned how to walk and talk I was taught to hate this one guy , Damian.

Josie Lynch knows how to disappear. At home, silence is survival. Bruises, harsh words, secrets she can't share. With her twin brother Joey, staying small is the only way to survive. She counts every bite. Every pound. Control is all she has left. Then comes Tommen College. And Hughie Biggs-cocky, untouchable, exactly who she shouldn't want. Something about him pulls her in anyway. And she's not sure she can stay safe.

Everyone remembers the Lynch fire. Everyone remembers the bodies carried out. But no one remembers the boy left standing in the middle of it all. Tadhg Lynch isn't the golden Lynch boy. He isn't the baby who got shielded from the worst, or the oldest who carved a new life with a family of his own. He's the one in between. The one who saw everything, took the blows meant for his younger brothers, and carried scars no one wanted to look too closely at. Brave. Bold. Mouthy. A joker when he can manage it. And broken enough that nothing ever really sticks. Bethany Gibson is the girl who shouldn't have lived. She was three when the water took her under, when her father gave his life to save hers. She grew up in the shadow of grief, wrapped in the protection of a brother who bled for her in ways she only half understands. Sweet, funny, too kind for her own good-Bethany knows what it is to survive, but not yet what it means to live. When Bethany collides with Tadhg at Tommen, it's fire meeting oxygen-sharp words, sharp looks, a pull neither of them can shake. He's crude, cruel with his jokes, too much for anyone to handle. She's soft where he's jagged, sunshine where he's ash. He calls her Barbie. She calls him an arsehole. And somewhere between the laughs and the fights, they start to see the cracks in each other. But fixing what's shattered isn't simple. Not when trauma festers. Not when grief never loosens its grip. Not when love means putting your hands into the fire all over again. Funny. Raw. Heartbreaking. Fixing 9 is a story about the girl who wouldn't stop caring, the boy who didn't know how to be cared for, and the brutal, beautiful mess of trying to save each other when the world already tried to burn or drown you alive.

Boys like Johnny Kavanagh - steady, talented, adored - don't look twice at girls like me. Girls who take medication with breakfast. Girls who have to track their moods in a notebook. Girls who get tired for no reason. Girls who feel everything too much or nothing at all. And I know better than to imagine someone like him ever stepping into my orbit. He's a big deal, around Tommen, around Ireland. And I'm just... me. Quiet. Careful. Trying. Always trying. Boys of Tommen AU

𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 Maire Gibson falls for the broken Joey Lynch, but nobody realises behind her smiles that she is just as broken as him. [joey lynch]

♠Many people knew him, but only a few knew who he really was.♠ -Yoongi was just doing his job, but he's now pissed off to the core and his patience was wearing off. -Jimin was just being a rational citizen, like most people were, but he's utterly confused, forced unto wearing a female outfit, and was even almost sure that his internal organs would be sold in the black market. -The thing was, it's a whole lot of shit when their paths met. -But what's even shittier was the hidden truth that kept on chasing them. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Genre: Action (lame), Humour, Fluff, and all that shit that I've been doing in my fics. Hi there! New fic in da house. Obviously, this is an Agent-AU. I'm being a good girl and been trying to research on things for this fic, so if you notice something's off, please do tell me in the comments. I'll gladly recheck them and edit. ~Cover made by the lovely @BAEPSAE_KKAEBSONG_4 ~Updates are two times a week because Author-nim has work. Kisses, hugs, and smiles, ~P.O.M.E.