Wooyoung glanced down from the tall building. He climbed over the fence that is used to avoid from people to fall. His shaky hands held the metal fence from behind him as he look down once more to the empty parking lot beneath. He closed his eyes, gulping down his fear and let go of the fence. He pushed himself away from the edge of the building, feeling his body lean forward and ready to fall. That is, until an arm wrapped around his waist and he is dragged over the fence then onto the solid ground of the rooftop. "What the hell were you thinking?!" OR San saved Wooyoung from committing suicide at the last minute and shows him how there is more to life than what he sees. 🌙 Short Story 🌕

welcome, to my little world of emotional poems and feelings. trigger warning. also; most of these are sad, only because i channel my feelings through writing. thank you for reading. * trigger warning * this book talks about topics such as depression anxiety self harm suicide & more.

"Ezekiel...." I whispered softly into his ear, my crimson lips tugging into a sly smirk as I felt his body shake grow stiff against mine. My finger trailed softly against his arm, goosebumps raising along the path I traveled. "Stop." He whispered, I noticed how utterly breathless he had become. Causing the smirk that tugged at my lips to expand into a sinister smile. My fingers left his arm, lifting my fingers in the air I delicately grasp his chin, as if I squeezed too hard he'd crumple to dust beneath my fingers. "Why do you want me to stop, Zeke?" I questioned, my eyes feigning fake innocence as I awaited his answer. His eyes searched mine, and I felt my own proud look faltering as I undoubtably started to melt looking into his pools of Amber. "Because..." he started, his lip being tugged into his mouth by his white teeth. "Because...?" I assisted, as I got as close to him as physically possible. His eyes hardened, glaring into my soulless ones. "It feels, Sinful."

She was as cold as ice. She never showed a smile. Her eyes were a soulless black, just like her hair. She had one friend. He was the friendliest of them all. Except, he really wasn't her friend. He loved her. He yearned for her. He wanted her for himself. He would kill anyone if they touched her. He would even kill her and then himself if he couldn't have her. #1 Horror 7/10/19 #12 Romance 7/10/19 Thank you all so much <3 In no way, shape, or form do I condone yandere behaviors. Please do not romanticize yanderes and toxic relationships !!!

**NO TRANSLATIONS ALLOWED** "..I cheated on your sister with you.. I'm.. I'm the worst.." He started crying. Tears rolling down his cheeks as he tried to breathe in between his bawling. "And I feel even worse because.. I-I'd do it again!" Started: January 11, 2020 (Officially published on the 18th) Ended: April 6, 2020 #1 TomorrowxTogether #1 Txt #1 Yeonbin #1 Taegyu #2 Yeonbin #19 Taegyu #28 Soft

All Tin wanted to do was to eat his lunch in peace. Universe had other plans though and decided it was a good idea to plant a football in his plate.

⚠️ MATURE⚠️ This story contains strong use of language and mature scenes. If you are offended easily do not read. •.• I snuggled into the comfortable warmth of the fluffy pillow as I was eager to go back to sleep. The fan lullabied me into a hazy state. Suddenly, a heavy weight landed on my waist, pulling me from the tired daze. I leaned up in shock as my hands flung forward defensively to push whoever was on me off. With a strong force, my shoulders were shoved backwards and into the mattress. Grunts of struggle filled the room as we fought each other. The offender grabbed my wrists and held them firmly above my head with one strong hand. Sobs of terror escaped from my chest as a thumb caressed my cheek to wipe away the spilled tears. "P-please let go of me," I begged, trembling. "You are so beautiful." A man's voice spoke, his large hand leaving my face and traveling down my body to squeeze my pelvic region. "Stop." I screeched, my demand ricocheting between the four bedroom walls. The man growled darkly. "If you scream again, I will kill you." I nodded keenly in response to show that I would not challenge his threat. His hand slowly freed my mouth, testing if I would disobey him. He reached into his pocket. A knife, zip tie, and a rag were all revealed. The view made me realize that this could be my last chance to get help. If I did not call out right now, he would take me. I would not make it out alive either way. I let out a bloodcurdling scream loud enough to wake up the whole neighborhood.

SEQUEL TO CACHE. If you have not read Cache then please do so. It's been four years since Katherine and Dana East were kidnapped from their local park and rushed to a trafficking ring in Russia. Twenty two year old Katherine is driven by a thirst for justice and an aftertaste of revenge. She has been steadily receiving her police training and is rising through the ranks, one crook at a time. Life is moving forward for her but what about Dana? Dana is now sixteen and nobody knows where she is or if she is even alive. But Katherine knows that she is getting close, she knows that someone out there still wants her. She's just waiting for him to strike... So that she can strike back even harder.

"Are you an Incubus?" "Yes, I am," NOT EDITED | GRAMMATICAL ERRORS AHEAD STATUS: COMPLETED April 21, 2020 | May 5, 2020