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The A team

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Parts 48

fanfiktion herrelandsholdet håndbold kærlighed magnuslandin mathiasgidsel

Velkommen til et kig ind i min verden. Jeg hedder Anna og er 25 år. Jeg er uddannet fysioterapeut og er ansat hos Herning-Ikast. Jeg har set spillet håndbold i mange år, men måtte stoppe grundet skader. Men håndbolden har jeg ikke helt lagt på hylden. 

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Følg med i Annas liv når hendes karriere ændre sig. Hun ender tilfældigt med til træning hos herrelandsholdet, og derfra ændres nogle ting hos Anna. 
Kærlighed, venskaber, karriere og opmærksomhed.

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YOU BASTARD by ChokedByRoses

YOU BASTARD minsung | mafia stepbrothers au | dark comedy slow-burn He is the king of three countries' underworlds, the man whose name makes grown assassins cry. Lee Minho doesn't lose. He doesn't flinch. He doesn't feel. And then one drunk Vegas night later, he gains a stepbrother. Han Jisung: 22, zero impulse control, mouth faster than a bullet, allergic to authority, and apparently now living in Minho's house, eating Minho's food, breathing Minho's air, and ruining Minho's peace with every sarcastic "yes, hyung" that drips pure venom. They hate each other on sight. Good. Hate is simple. Hate is safe. But hate has a way of twisting when you're forced to share the same roof, the same dinner table, the same suffocating tension that sparks every time their eyes meet across a room. One rules with blood and silence. The other rules with beats and chaos. Both are about to learn that the most dangerous thing in the world isn't a gun. It's the person who can make you feel something when you swore you never would. A slow-burn war of death glares, accidental brushing of hands, 3 a.m. arguments in the kitchen, and the terrifying moment when "I want to kill him" starts sounding a lot like "I want him." Every "you bastard" is followed by one dead body and a feeling neither of them asked for. Get in. We're going chapters of delicious torture.

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One Star, Mon Amour by ChokedByRoses

⚠️ 16+ | mafia romance | age gap (6 years) | enemies to lovers | slow-burn but make it feral | strong language | explicit makeout scenes | possessive older top x chaotic sunshine bottom | Paris nights & bad decisions Title: One Star, Mon Amour Han Jisung is twenty, broke, and the proud (chaotic) owner of Le Petit Soleil, a tiny Korean-French fusion café hidden in the 11th arrondissement of Paris. He sings off-key to Enhypen while frothing oat milk, flirts for tips, and lives off iced strawberry lattes and pure spite. Enter Lee Minho. Twenty-six. Cold. Dangerous. The kind of beautiful that should come with a warning label and a body count. Rumour says he runs half the underground in Paris. Rumour also says he doesn't date. He just breaks things, people, hearts. When Minho leaves a brutal one-star review on Jisung's café, calling it "overpriced noise pollution," Jisung swears he'll burn the bastard's world down. He didn't expect Minho to walk back in the next day, smirking, calling him chéri like it's foreplay, and offering to make it up to him in ways that definitely aren't PG. Suddenly Jisung's tiny café becomes the battleground for late-night arguments, spilled coffee, and kisses that taste like danger and espresso. He calls him old man. Minho calls him chéri. And somewhere between the hate and the heat, one star turns into something neither of them can control. Tropes: - Grumpy mafia boss × chaotic sunshine barista - "Touch him and you die" energy - Age gap (26 × 20) - Paris back alleys & expensive whiskey - Knife play threats but make it romantic - Explicit makeouts against every surface in the café - Possessive hand on throat (consensual) - "You're too young for me" vs "Try and stop me, old man" Playlist vibe: The Weeknd, Chase Atlantic, DPR IAN, French rap at 3 a.m. ⚠️ Minho is toxic but in the hottest way possible. Jisung is a walking red flag magnet. Enter at your own risk.

All I Saw Was You by ChokedByRoses

In the shadows of a ruthless empire, Han Jisung... the sheltered son of a dangerous mafia boss... lives trapped in a gilded cage. Lee Minho, the cold and loyal bodyguard assigned to protect him, hides a secret that could destroy them both: he's desperately, obsessively in love with the boy he's forbidden to touch. Forced to push Jisung away with cruel words and icy distance to keep him safe from his father's wrath, Minho suffers in silence while Jisung believes the man he aches for truly hates him. A slow-burn forbidden love filled with stolen glances, unspoken longing, heartbreaking sacrifices, and the agonizing question... how much pain can one heart take before it shatters... or finally fights back? "I was told to stay away from you to keep you safe... but every step I take from your side feels like dying. All I saw was you... and God help me, I still do." - Lee Minho [A Bit Inspired by All I Saw Was You By Johnny Huynh, Jessica Baio]

Deadly Beauty by ChokedByRoses

Every century, the gods play a cruel game. They choose one soul. They make them so beautiful that a single glimpse of their bare face stops hearts... literally. Blood freezes. Breath dies. Bodies fall like flowers in frost. Han Jisung is this year's chosen. For three years he's worn the black veil that hides everything but his terrified eyes. For three years he's watched people he loves drop dead the moment the cloth slips. His little brother was the last. Now Jisung lives like a ghost, whispering apologies to the wind, convinced he is a walking graveyard. Until Lee Minho happens. Minho, the broke firewood seller with a mouth meaner than winter and hands gentler than spring. Minho, who insults everyone but carries old ladies home when it snows. Minho, who hears the rumors ("Don't look at the veiled boy, you'll die!") and answers with a bored, "Then I'll die. Move." He drags Jisung out of the angry mob. Gives him his only robe. Feeds him cold rice without asking for the story first. And when Jisung trembles, "You'll die if you see my face..." Minho just snorts. "좋아. 그럼 같이 죽자. (Fine. Then we'll die together.)" They say only true love can look upon the cursed beauty and live. But Minho doesn't believe in fairy tales. He believes in the way Jisung's fingers shake when he eats. In the way Jisung flinches from every shadow except his. In the way those cinnamon eyes look at him... not with fear, but with something dangerous. Hope. So let the whole city call it a death sentence. Minho's already decided: If loving a cursed boy kills him, he'll make sure it's the slowest, warmest death in history. Because for the first time in three years, Han Jisung wants to live. And for the first time in his entire life, Lee Minho wants to smile.

Golden hours by HB-Stories

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Ink & Bandaids by ChokedByRoses

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Your pain. My pleasure. by ChokedByRoses

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YOU BASTARD

YOU BASTARD minsung | mafia stepbrothers au | dark comedy slow-burn He is the king of three countries' underworlds, the man whose name makes grown assassins cry. Lee Minho doesn't lose. He doesn't flinch. He doesn't feel. And then one drunk Vegas night later, he gains a stepbrother. Han Jisung: 22, zero impulse control, mouth faster than a bullet, allergic to authority, and apparently now living in Minho's house, eating Minho's food, breathing Minho's air, and ruining Minho's peace with every sarcastic "yes, hyung" that drips pure venom. They hate each other on sight. Good. Hate is simple. Hate is safe. But hate has a way of twisting when you're forced to share the same roof, the same dinner table, the same suffocating tension that sparks every time their eyes meet across a room. One rules with blood and silence. The other rules with beats and chaos. Both are about to learn that the most dangerous thing in the world isn't a gun. It's the person who can make you feel something when you swore you never would. A slow-burn war of death glares, accidental brushing of hands, 3 a.m. arguments in the kitchen, and the terrifying moment when "I want to kill him" starts sounding a lot like "I want him." Every "you bastard" is followed by one dead body and a feeling neither of them asked for. Get in. We're going chapters of delicious torture.