**Book Cover is just an edit** There are certain limits to one's dreams but one is always told to be never afraid to dream big. What happens when you push over the boundaries and dream further? Han Min Ae just another girl in the crowd, overshone by the biggest light she has ever seen, GOT7. She never dreamed that she would be able to look up close to them, especially her bias Mark Tuan. What will happen when she gets the chance to be close to them? Will she be able to finally catch Mark's attention? Or will it be just a dream? Disclaimer: This is 100% assumption and a fan fiction. I am not associated with JYP and Got7 in any ways Started on : 6th June 2015 Completed on : 16th November 2015 major editing process going on.xx Highest Ranking : #124 in fanfiction on 2nd November

❝Yah. . .CHOI YOUNGJAE DO YOU WANNA DIE?!❞ ❝I hate you Im Jaebum.❞ bold (adjective) : (of a person, action, or idea) showing an ability to take risks; confident and courageous ー In where Youngjae has enough of Jaebum bullshit. 〈Dec.12.015ーMay.21.2016〉

Jaebum was so shocked when his long time crush retweeted one of his tweet. And the story begins...

COMPLETED. i hated my life before i met you. MARK + JAEBEOM YUGYEOM + BAMBAM

Mad Love Between Two People ...Find Out More... Will They Be Able To Continue This Mad Love OR Stop Their Madness

Three children realize they're trapped in the basement of a crazy woman who claims to be their mother, and forces them to call her "Mommy". __________________ created February 4th, 2017 IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

"But you can call me master my pretty little angel." Angel is only nineteen years old. He's studying law and is a really good writer. He doesn't drink or smoke. Angel not a really sexually guy... In fact he's still a virgin, but something really soon might change that. Mason, 25 years old, owns his own business and is highly appreciated. Never has he been the one to chase after what or who he wants, he always have them chasing after him. But that all changes when he meets Angel and only God knows what he'll do to get him as his to submissive.

Brooke is a hardheaded, blunt, champion boxer who hasn't lost a fight and doesn't take no for an answer. when her Bestfriend Evanley brings her to a BDSM club things end turning out wrong. she meets billionaire club owner who's looking for a new sub. will she submit to him? or will he give up everything to submit to her? Don't copy my books!! EXCERPT below!!! I smooth my hands over my dress. He's wearing a black suit with a black tie. He looks... nice... or whatever. Him eye-fucking me is really starting to get under my skin. I grab my backpack that's at the bottom of the stage, I don't plan in staying in these clothes but I'll wear them until I can get a chance to change. I narrow my eyes and approach him in a cautious but bitter manor. He gets the picture because he plasters a triumph smirk on his face. That fucker. "What are you doing here leach" my words are like acid hopefully hinting that I don't want him to be here. "I can't get a hello from my date? You look beautiful" his eyes roam up and down my body and I stiffen. The muscles in my stomach tighten and I swallow the lump in my throat. I agree I do look nice. I'm wearing a cream colored dress that's open in the back. There's a thigh high split that's a little too far up for my liking but its fine. I put my hair up in a ponytail but it looks nice I guess. "So where are we doing this?" I question, ready to get this thing over with. "Dinner sounds good to me, ready baby?" he stretches out his hand which I reluctantly take. He pulls me to him and snakes his hand around my back to clasp my waist. "Your skin is so soft love" he purrs in my ear. "I'm not your baby I'm not your love or whatever other cute names you want to call me, and keep the touching to a minimal" he chuckles and leads me out side to a black Porsche that's waiting for him. So he's got money. I can see where the cockiness comes from.

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