Jaehyun and Haebin had a secret; they aren't together for real - it was just an act to make ex-girlfriend jealous and crawl back to his arms. Little did he know that his best friend, who agreed to help him, is very much in love with him too and somehow wished that this deal would change their fate as best friends to something more. Jaehyun didn't know what his heart wanted, until a new guy appeared in Haebin's life. character: jung jaehyun, oc, lee taeyong genre: romance, angst, fluff, eventual smut, fake dating au, friends to lovers

-𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚞- "ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɪɴsᴀɴᴇ!" "ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɴᴏ ɪᴅᴇᴀ." -in which Haechan is a ruthless gang member-

≫ T̵̡̞̰̺̙͐̑͆ͅḫ̶̡͙̹̞̰͍̬̳̓͌̏̚ę̶͇͚̳̙̙̺̮͛͛̈͌̉̉̚͠ř̴͔̘̜̰̈̏̽͗̈́̒̀̈́ͅę̷̺̝̺͕́͜'̵̲͈͍͚͗ş̸̣̜̼̻͓̹̱̽̈́͌̾̏ ̴̨͎͔͔̱̰̻̘̊̀̄̉̈a̷͇͔̣̣͎̖̎̍̔̑͂̂̌̕͝ͅ ̴̛̹͙̜̻̻͗̔͗̂͒̈́̏̕͝g̵̤̪͙̎͂͝l̷̞̒̀̃̐̚͝ï̴̙̬̻̮̪͐̈́̃̎̈́̔͝ͅt̵̠̘̖̯̽c̸̤̦̪̺̏͌̈̕ͅh̶̛̤̖͍́͘ ̷̣̲͕͎̺̽̀̏́̓̾i̶̙͍͔̟͇͔̺̗̅͑̒ṉ̵̰͝͝ ̴̧͖̩͎̹̙̼͖͓̓̃͂ẗ̸̨͚̹̯̜̫̟̣̰̥́̎̎̋͑́͠h̶̨̞̼̪̱͚̾̾̐͛͆̀͐̊̓ḙ̷̒̿̌̔̉̓̔͝͝ ̷̭͈̘̲͇̣̗̌͛͊͋̓͗s̸̡̧͓̦̯̳̰̖͑́̀̑̉̿̀̄͜͠ý̴̯̟͎͙͚͇̠̣̯͑̆̍͆͛́s̵̯̬̜̤̬̾͂̂t̴̩̗̒̎͗͑̚e̵̢̱̻̰̳̩͍͙͊͂̉̉̐̎͑̍̇͘m̴̛̟̩̦͔̰̰̤̯̹͕̿̍̇̓͑͛͘ ≫Eight agents are their mission to find out what's caused malfunctions in the world ≫ "Pink is so not my colour." ≫ ɐʎɓuɐʍ⋊ oʇ ǝɯoɔlǝM

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

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Ft. NCT's Na Jaemin There were two rules: 1. Never wander the dark streets alone at night. 2. If you see a person wearing a black leather jacket with a golden phoenix on the back, you better turn around and run, and don't even think about looking back. Rules are not meant to be broken, they keep everything in order. "Let the fire burn to ash and let the phoenix rise." Book 3 in The Phoenixes Series COMPLETED

"You should stay away from me, my love. I'm far from good for you." A cold hearted mafia, a bright rebelish girl, and some dark secret. Their ability to save each other isn't just a coincidence, they're destined to be together. ;mafia au!¡ time loop au [𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍] 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑: 𝐒𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 : 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞 𝟔, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 : 𝐎𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟗, 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟎 © STRAWBERRYTAEGI 2020

After flying overseas to enroll in a prestigious boarding school, Blake Graham assumes that she can finally catch a break. Instead, she encounters the boy who she fought with almost every day as a child. After moving back to England, then over to Cambridge Academy, Clark Ellington assumes that he can relax throughout high school before being thrown into the toxic world of the one percent. Instead, he bumps into the one girl that seems to always get on his nerves.