Thexnine Stories

It was new year's eve when a contagious disease had escaped the mainland of China. Millions of death would blazed the newspapers and televisions, as the world hunts for the key of all conflicts. An illness of some sort - obviously unknown - would invade the Earth and its people. The five remaining executives of the National Bureau of Investigation would prove the humanity - that the disease was somehow artificial. (Man-made) Someone's behind the plague. Would the virus reconcile the broken team? or would it conceal the A-Team after all? Would it bring back the old members? or would it form a stable peer? Would Kong Xueer admit her infatuations for Liu Yuxin? or would she slip the chance by mistake? Find out the culprit beyond the society's vex. Date Started: July 25 2020

From the author of the books: Loving an Idol and Project:Teotwawki, brings you 'Lover' - which is a fanfiction about Liu Yuxin and Xu Jiaqi - an underrated ship. A collaboration book with my best friend, _cornieherevibin_, check out her book as well. She writes a lot of great stories that pertain to The9 and YWY. Feel free to check her profile out! ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : An act amongst two rival to purloin their old lovers back. Love that'd emerged in the midst of fortuitous play, a pretend couple; fiancé for hire. The billionaire and the unfortunate victim of possessive love would have their ring fingers occupied by each other, as they aim to make covet out of their exes. But little do they know, intimacy would crept in; and build them instead. What would happen if you pretend to be someone's girlfriend? ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* : @yuxinsmirks - Trainee, The Saviour @retardedxoxo - Inconsolable @Xi_love_YuxinX - the only one in my mind @LittlezbeanSuga - MINE Dedicated to Calli Calli Calli!

5 years after their disbandment, The9 members find their way back to each other as Liu Yuxin made an album just for them. *** The POVs are in consecutive order (jsyk hahaha)

She never knew what life holds ahead; Marco was drowning with problems, and the only way out - was to give up. After the downhill of her career, lover's betrayal, and the uncanny lost of her dog: She felt miserable! The girl has no one to talk to, and a coin was missing for a bottle of beer, vodka or something. The phone beeps, as she ties a rope on the ceiling. Marco is quite doubtful at the moment. Could the plafond hold her weight down? Or the set-up would end as an epic fail? "Yellow Haven at your service?" Marco rolled her eyes. Why did she bought this stupid-automatic phone anyway? Waste of time! "Sir, Ma'am?" She furrowed her eyebrows, and the voice made her stop. "Well I believe you called our number? A Suicide Hotline?" What is this? Marco thought to herself. It took her minutes to process what was actually going on; "Oh, this must be a wrong number then." Before the other line could even cut itself. Marco said something, that had surprised her mere being. "I called," she hopes the other line heard it. "Thank God!" The woman uttered in full gratitude; wait? Someone needs the assistance as well, but isn't it too providential - that help came before she even calls for one?

the9 appreciation book.