「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Iseul returns to take revenge on her ex-husband, Sunghoon, by making him fall for her again-only to shatter his heart in the process. But as revenge blurs with old feelings, will she choose vengeance or love? 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ But before she could fully embrace the bittersweet memory, the sound of footsteps broke the stillness. Sunghoon's voice-sharp, almost venomous-cut through the night air. "Iseul," he said, his tone dark with something she couldn't quite place, but the way it lingered in the air made her spine stiffen. She turned to face him, a quiet shock on her face as he approached, his steps deliberate, purposeful. His eyes, once familiar, were now cold, distant, like someone who had been buried too long under layers of resentment. He shook his head slowly, almost as if disappointed, and his words hit her like a blow to the chest. "I know what you're doing. The dress, the perfume, the act. I'm not the naive Sunghoon you used to know." Her heart skipped, the subtle warmth she had felt earlier quickly turning to ice. She felt exposed, laid bare. His gaze was relentless, and his words-sharp, barbed-dug into the soft places she thought she had hidden so carefully. "Sunghoon," she whispered, but he wasn't done. He let out a bitter laugh, devoid of humor, and the sound felt wrong. It wasn't the kind of laugh she remembered, the one that filled the air with lightness. This one was a rasp, full of contempt. "I know exactly why you're here," he said, his voice thick with disdain. "It's because I own all of this now."

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Hana, a doctor who saves lives, is forced into the arms of Heeseung, a merciless mafia hitman who takes them. When their worlds collide, blood and fate intertwine. Yet fate is cruel, and now she stands in front of him-a beauty in the hands of a beast, a healer trapped with a killer. 」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ "Do you want to live?" His voice was almost a whisper now, dangerous, loaded with the weight of the question. Hana's throat felt tight, every word a struggle to force out. "I... I do..." she breathed, the words barely escaping her lips. The cold metal against her skin was the only thing she could focus on, and it was the only thing that was keeping her from losing herself completely. But she didn't give in. Not yet. Heeseung didn't move for a long time, his eyes never leaving her face. He didn't lower the gun, but his hand didn't shake, his resolve unwavering. "If you want to live," he murmured, his voice low and almost distant, "then you'll have to prove it to me, doctor." Her pulse raced, but she nodded, her gaze steady. "I'll do whatever it takes." Then, without warning, he moved toward her. His voice, low and velvety, broke the silence, his words cutting through the tension like a blade. "Then marry me."

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Liliana swore off F1 drivers after a situationship gone wrong-until Ni-ki, the coldest racer on the grid, offers her a fake relationship she should have said no to.」 ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄ ▀▄▀▄▀▄ Lily sighed, the sound heavy. She turned her head slightly to meet his gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "What the heck are we doing? "You tell me," he said, his voice now a low, dangerous murmur, like a blade wrapped in velvet. The words cut, precise and cold. "You're the one who keeps insisting this is casual." "Because it is casual. We made a deal. That's precisely what this is." "Right," he scoffed, the sound a sharp, brittle shard of irony. "A deal. With carefully managed timelines and choreographed fake flirting and matching outfits and-whatever this is." He gestured vaguely at the small, white flower still tucked innocently behind her ear, its delicate petals stark against her dark hair. "You're the one who initiated this, Ni-ki. You wanted this." "Yeah, well, maybe I didn't think it would feel so-" He stopped himself abruptly, jaw clenching, his gaze darting away as if the very words he was about to speak were a betrayal. "Forget it." "No, say it," she challenged, the words slipping out, propelled by a dangerous curiosity before she could even register them. "You want me to spell it out, Liliana?" he asked, looking back at her now, his head shaking slowly, a profound, aching regret etched into his sharp features. "We were supposed to fake-date to distract the media and make some exes jealous. Not end up sneaking into each other's heads at night." "You think I wanted that? You think I asked for this?" "You shouldn't," he snapped, rising to his feet as well, his proximity suddenly stifling, overwhelming. "Not if it's casual, remember?" "Maybe you're right," she said quietly. She brushed past him, the contact brief, electric, yet she kept m

"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]

"I have to do your performance review" "Alright well how about I give you a performance to review?" ________ A book in which, the young and eccentric, Na Jaemin decided to donate something other than his blood to the kind hearted nurse who started working at his local blood bank. From night shifts at the clinic to night shifts in his bed, Jung Areum found herself in a bit of a pickle when she comes to the realisation that he was hiding a big secret-one that could just ruin her life altogether. greysanatomy!au, enemiestolovers!au #3 in JAEMIN

"Are you mental? We have locked these kinds of people here for hundreds of years for a reason" "I know; but she is our last resort" In the years when New Orleans had been under the control of the Mikaelson's, the city had been split into the different supernatural factions; sending everything into chaos. In a desperate bid to gain the upper hand and/or form alliances, Elijah and his family sought to find the kind of people nobody ever talks about. They stumbled upon only one though; a witch who could not practice magic unless she took it from another. She had been pushed out into the outskirts of the town for being different. However; that was not the only reason, and the Mikaelson's would not find out until it was much too late. Now, with a combined threat to the Mikaelson family, they need to make the decision whether it's worth risking unleashing what they have locked away for years to finally defeat their enemy. Cover by @-scarspetrova

[ Sequel of '1865' ] After graduating college, Minjoo decided to take a break from everything in the city and have a short vacation in Busan to relax and forget. For the meantime. That's her plan. Well, not until she saw the reason why she wanted to leave the city, the person behind her tears she shed for the past years since she woke up from a coma, the one who she thought she'll never meet again. Not in this era, not in this lifetime. But fate just love playing with her because if she's Min Jiyeon's reincarnation, then he might be Yang Jungwon's..... Right? Besides, it's no longer 1865, It's the year 2025. - Completed.

「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Vienna, amidst the bullying at school, crosses paths with a charmingly mysterious thug who swiftly becomes her protector. They both become each other's comfort despite being polar opposites, discovering in each other the hope and possibility of second chances.」 ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ Vienna and Ni-ki stood side by side, their gazes fixed upon the shimmering stars overhead. Despite their heads being in the gutter, they found solace in this nightly ritual, where dreams seemed within reach and burdens momentarily lifted. In the hushed embrace of the night, Ni-ki finally broke the silence, his voice tinged with melancholy yet filled with unwavering devotion. "What do you want to do?" "I want to study, excel in my exams, earn a place in a prestigious college where only the brightest belong... and if possible, protect the world." "Can you do it?" "I'll give it my all," she replied, her voice a whisper against the night breeze. "Then it's a deal," he murmured, his eyes never leaving hers. "You protect the world, and I'll protect you." Their pledge hung in the air like a delicate constellation, binding them together in a shared journey of ambition and affection. In that moment beneath the starlit sky, Vienna and Niki found solace not just in their dreams but in each other.

A therapist and an idol, what could possibly go wrong? Everything ══════⊹⊱≼≽⊰⊹══════ 「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 an idol, haunted by suicidal thoughts, seeks solace from a therapist, unaware that their connection will become deeper. 」 ╭┈ • ┈ ୨୧ ┈ • ┈╮ TW// ⟡ Suicidal Thoughts ⟡ Self-Harm ⟡ Mental Health Struggles ⟡ Addiction ⟡ Violence ⟡ Professional Boundaries ╰┈•┈୨୧┈•┈╯