A special journey between a petite junior named Jeon Jeongguk, who likes glitter and a well-spoken senior named Kim Taehyung, who plays football. ☆warnings: cursing, angst, violence, dark themes, slight cross dressing, references to sexual actions ☆small warning: side yoonmin for those who get upset with me!! © sourprincess all rights reserved. ff. started:: feb/12/16 ended:: july/5/16

A loud cry echoed through the corridors of the palace, mainly coming from the Prince's room. "I want Noona here and NOW!" Cover Credit To @LaikaTaehyung 6/16/2018 HR #344 in FanFiction 7/29/2018 HR #7 in FanFiction 8/2/2017 HR #5 in FanFiction

"You were supposed to be a bath bomb!" "Well turns out its your lucky day, sweetheart, cause you just got something ten times better: me." ➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ In which a bath bomb from Walmart turns out to be an over cocky, ridiculously hot, yet surprisingly clueless demigod. ©Kiki 2020© ➣High-key crackfic ➣Greek mythology ➣Romance HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in JUNGKOOK #1 in KPOP #1 in BTS #2 in FANFICTION **Started: January 14, 2020** **Ended: May 7, 2020**

Jung EunMi lives a life with an annoying freak, Jeon Jungkook. EunMi hates Jungkook, and Jungkook hates EunMi. A love-hate relationship. Read to find out what happens. I know this doesn't sound so interesting because I don't know what to write to make you people interested, sorry. ★Please do not plagiarize★ ☆This is also my first story so I won't be that good at writing xD but I hope you guys enjoy☆

"Kiss me." He choked on his drink, gawking over at you instantly, "HUH?!" "You know, mouth to mouth action, maybe a little tongue if you're lucky," you piped grinning smugly. He looked like he had just got hit so far up between his legs as his expression grew pained. "Please tell me you're joking," he said breathless. You grinned, "of course I'm joking." His brows jumped at that as he let out a breathy laugh of relief. "Ahh! Y/N! Not cool." He was smiling as he went in for another sip of his red crush slurpee. You timed your next remark well, smiling like an idiot. "I was joking about the mouth to mouth part," you stated quick, "now your mouth on another set of my lips..." You trailed off and laughed loudly when you practically saw red crush pour out of Jungkook's nostrils. He had snorted the drink. ------------------------ Being set up on a date is hard as it is. But being set up on a date where the boy you're with loves your best friend is even harder-and trust me, being bubbly, cute, and incredibly hilarious doesn't work on him either...but on the other members it certainly does. ------------- (PG-13 for the most part, I'll try my best with warnings if things get a little out of hand aha but hopefully it won't get too explicit) ------------- Cover was made by the sweetest, @BABYGIRLSANA on wattpad! Thank you so much Liz!!

"If we both aren't married by the age of 27, will you marry me?" "Hmm, okay!" "Really?!" "Really." ------ if you're looking for a happy ending, this book CLEARLY isn't for you

Korea goes into an uproar when its announced that its faceless King, Kim Namjoon, likes men and only men. In an effort to get him married off, his grandmother holds a competition in which the winner will become the King's spouse. Korea's gay men gather to win over the King's heart, but from just one look Namjoon feels himself drawn to one particular candidate, Kim Seokjin.

They tell you one thing when you become a teacher: Leave your personal problems at home. Kim Namjoon's problem, however, is also in his workplace. The problem being none other than his coworker, housemate and best friend, Kim Seokjin. Namjoon's daily life consists of teaching English at Hiteu High School of the Arts for Healing. Among that, he resolves teenage drama and has to handle the teasing from his fellow teachers and students regarding his closeness to Seokjin. Every day he's telling everyone, and himself, that he's just a friend. Kim Seokjin has been only that since the day they've met.

J:.... i think i just came T: tf....

[EDITING] "you know, a girl that eats well is very attractive." © minoficent 2017