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"𝑰𝒇 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝑪𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝑺𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍..."
The waters seem so calm and relaxing when you're above them, but deep down within, there is another world where the people are busy, and tails are just swimming by. Gong Yoo worked hard to make sure that the waters remained that way for as long as he could. But, after his abrupt passing, along with his wife, Dawon, their son, is left to fans for himself and keep the Kingdom afloat at such a young age. As time went by, Gong Yoo's closest allies and Dawon's, now, advisors are there to help. Not too far from Dawon's kingdom, Namjoon is stuck wandering alone. It wasn't long before he was taken and possessed by Gong Yoo's enemy, Joong-ki, who was presumed dead. This, in itself, leads our boys (BTS) on the journey of their lifetime. This also puts Dawon in turmoil as he has to find a way to protect himself, his Kingdom, the merfolk, and the waters as a whole. The waters have been LONG divided, though. Through the help of other allies, our boys need to save their friend. Throughout their journey, though, many secrets are uncovered, from the truth of the sirens, the revelations of Gong Yoo's journals, all the way to the truth behind Dawon's crowning. With the Kingdom slowly crumbling, Namjoon weakening and the rise of sirenism, who will truly rise as the hero the merfolk need... Who will truly survive the fight of their lives?
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.