"Nice gun," she said, smiling back at the man in front of her. "I'm going to shoot you now," he plainly announced, unclasping the safety lock. When you have superpowers you don't necessarily become a superhero. At least, even with all her capabilities, she certainly wasn't. But then again, Hannah wasn't evil either. She was somewhere in the middle, not even sure herself of where she was standing. And then, she met Taehyung and his crew, and she was invariably pulled to the dark side. 🔞 Strong language, smut, drugs, violence *#1 mad - 05/15/2020* *#1 psycho - 05/10/2020* *#1 Jin - 06/22/2020* *#1 Hoseok - 11/24/2020* *#26 BTS - 03/20/2021* *#2 Taehyung - 03/30/2021* *#1 Crazy - 03/31/2021* *#1 BTSARMY- 06/07/2022* *First place winner in the Fire Awards 2020* [Completed]

"Clary Edwards, I swear you never fail to impress me." He chuckled. In a way one would do so at a practical joke. Everyone was confused. Why hadn't he yelled angrily and punched her? She was still waiting on him inflicting pain upon her but it never happened. "You're even more beautiful now!" He exclaimed. The girl stared through him coldly. "Oh Namjoon you're even more of a psychopath now!" She mimicked his expression. Namjoon slammed his fist against the wall. "So how did it feel to be dead? LIAR!" He screamed at her causing her to flinch. There was Namjoon she knew. GUNS, FIGHTS, MURDERS, DARKNESS, AND HORRIBLE FATE. In a world where three teenagers just so happen to be the founders of Daegu's most feared gang, their past doesn't stay away forever. When the past warps the girls into yet another prison, life is risked and death is most definitely a potential. (Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Kpop groups mentioned in this but I do however own my own characters. Also to clarify this is a piece of fiction BTS, Black Pink and the other groups mentioned would never be involved in any kind of events and are not like this.) This is 3 books in 1.

Love is a brilliant tragedy. A story of a young millionaire, a contract, bay of lights, and swinging chandeliers. HIGHEST RANK - #9 in Fanfiction [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]

"Let me simplify this for you, Y/N-shi," Jungkook says getting dangerously close, while he continues to ignore your eyes that shoot dangers. "You do as I say. I am your boss!" START : 01/09/2018 FINISH: 31/12/2018 Highest Ranking: #1 K-pop #1 jeonjungkook #4 kimtaehyung #7 Fanfiction

Formerly known as 'The Exhibitionist' -The story is not changing other than the edits I have made to already existing chapters- I raised my hand to slap him but he caught it before I could hit his stupidly perfect face. "Play nice." He smirked. I hated that smirk. I hated how it made me feel. I hated how he made me feel. I huffed and yanked my wrist out his grip, "I'm not playing at all." Kim Namjoon was seen as nothing more than a fuckboy that played with girls feelings, so that's what he decided to become. Song Atlas was seen as nothing more than a weak and pathetic girl, so she decided to prove them wrong. ***Warning*** This will contain a lot of MATURE content later in the story. This is my first shot at doing this so don't hate me, enjoy it if you like, or don't, I can't make you. Just like I can't make you read this story, so you've been warned, anything your eyes read beyond this is your own fault because this is your WARNING. This story will also contain: Slow burn Cursing Violent acts TRIGGER WARNINGS Offensive material Again, SMUT/MATURE THEMES/SEX/Whatever you want to call it **EXTRA WARNING** in case I forgot anything, nothing should really be ruled out but those are the main ones. #3 in namjoonfanfic 12/28/19 #1 rmfanfic 03/27/2020 & 07/20/2020 1st place in The Magic Shop Awards KNJ Category, nominated for four separate categories

Our bodies melded together, chests rising and falling in unity. His eyes poured into mine longingly, desperately, yet the distance between us remained unconquerable. "Please, just take it off," came my broken whisper as my fingertip traced the edge of his mask. "I want to know you." "You won't like what you see." • • • The Masked Dancer is only one of the many mysteries that lurk within the shadows of Jangmi's dream performing arts school. The Gothic architecture, complete with towering buildings, sweeping arches, and an abandoned opera theatre, serves as the perfect home for a web of secrets. As Jangmi attempts to navigate the dark maze of her university, she learns that she cannot fully grant trust to anyone but herself. With an unknown writer leaving her chilling letters, she is surrounded by seven possible suspects, each of whom have hidden reasons for getting close to her. CONTENTS: ➺ Romance ➺ Mystery ➺ Fantasy ➺ Performing Arts au ➺ Beauty and the Beast meets The Phantom of the Opera HIGHEST RANKS: ⤷01 in hobi ⤷01 in performingarts ⤷14 in fanfiction ⤷14 in junghoseok ⤷02 in btshoseok ⤷02 in seokjin Word Count: ~ 130,000 All Rights Reserved. © Hoseokiiss

Maybe Jungkook went too far... -JK-Yandere- -Y/N-Student-

"Why do they call you Indigo?" "It's the last color they see before they die." Cover by @hoseqx Some rankings: #13 Fanfiction #14 BTS #1 Yoongi #67 Taehyung #2 Jungkook #1 Namjoon #4 btsfanfiction

[was FEATURED on the official ROMANCE profile reading list!] 'His touch tainted the purest side of her.' ****** "We shouldn't." I uttered softly as he looked into my eyes, his stare piercing. "We really shouldn't." Taehyung whispered back, cupping my cheeks as he brought our lips together. [highest ranking: #2 in Shortstory] © 2020 softaura cover by: @eulu-xuria

"I don't share," he growled right into my ear, his heavy breath hitting the base of my throat. "I'm not yours." I hissed back. He stepped closer, a smirk appearing on his face like all he was feeling at this moment was amusement. My patience was thinning because he never tired of testing it all the time. "As long as you're carrying my name, you are, wife," he whispered, his gaze falling to my lips. Warning: This story contains mature language and scenes - discretion is advised