"It never came up to my mind to be with you, to you be my first kiss, and to fall for you. Because I wasn't your Ms. Right,-" he suddenly grabbed my waist that made my body be that near to him. He held my spine and passionately kissed me. "Just, shh... I didn't request any Ms. Right,"

[[THE QUEENS SERIES II: The Puerile Queen]] Puerile (adj.) : silly or childish especially in a way that shows a lack of seriousness. Queen (n.) : a woman eminent in rank, power, or attractions Puerile Queen (n.) Breanna Suarez. - This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents that are mentioned in this story are products of the writer's imagination and are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please ask permission.

The real you is the monster inside you.

"Hello neighbour!" She drunkenly smile with her eyes half closed. "Get out of my apartment." Was the first thing that Yoongi told her. Credits for the cover goes to @Jiminfication ❤️ Started: June 14, 2017 End: Sept. 25, 2017 Highest rank: #7 in fanfiction (9/23/17)

She and her diary. He and his handwritten letters. Two brokenhearted strangers. One faithful meeting. How do you unlove someone? How do you move-on? And lastly, Where do broken hearts go?

Agatha suffers from a rare disorder that makes her sleep in a long period of time. But what happens when the modern-day sleeping beauty meets an idiotic guy hell-bent on keeping her awake? Well, this is the story of two special teenagers fighting for their ill-fated love. (A CHASING HURRICANE SPIN-OFF)

[[THE QUEENS SERIES I: The Heartless Queen]] WARNING: Don't mess with her, she might kill you. No. She will kill you. Why? Because she's a queen and she's heartless. - This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents that are mentioned in this story are products of the writer's imagination and are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons (living or dead), or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from or exploit the contents of this story in any way. Please ask permission.