Previously titled as 'His Masterpiece' ***************************************** "I hate you" she shut her eyes and screamed at him. "But I love you" he confessed for the first time. Her eyes widen on his confession. Her heart skipped a beat when he confessed. She had been expecting him to say those words for a long time, but now he is late. She shook her head. "No. You still pity me. You are feeling guilty. You don't love nor you are going to love me in any future. Leave me." she sobbed. "I have always loved you but I didn't realize that soon enough. Please forgive me." he begged her just like she did. "There is nothing to forgive. But I can't love you again." saying that she walked away. ***************************************** He was keen on painting a masterpiece, but he failed to realize that she was his masterpiece. She was busy on running away from him, but she didn't knew that fate was trying to unite them both. ***************************************** Dive into the world of colors to witness the fusion of art and love

𝗔𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. ❤︎︎ You gasp when you see a woman lying completely naked on a royal red couch. She looked like a goddess sprawled amidst soft fabrics. Showing off the gorgeous beauty which was her body. Her stunningly long legs rubbing against each other, her waist caving in, full breasts creating a lewd display with her nipples looking perky and hard, her neck--a chic elegance--and her long curls resting on her shoulders. Her face showing a bold fierceness, yet a plush rosy blush. The painting was intrepid and lucidly sensual. At the same time, portraying her as an enigma that is craved for. That is wanted. That is lusted over. The face was so defined, meticulously drawn and painted. For a second, you wished it wasn't so. Cause the woman, painted on the ginormous canvas, was 𝙮𝙤𝙪. You turn around. To find 𝙝𝙞𝙢 looking at you with the same boldness. The same desire he drew you with. Like he wanted you naked for him, and he would take you with everything he could give you. ●●● ➼ This book has some of my best writing, the style is very dynamic and artistic. I write very graphically and try to make the reader experience every moment of falling in love with Jeon Jungkook. Him as your dripping-hot, young art teacher. Age gap: 9 years. (First few chaps have fetus writing.)

▪︎They say the human body is the best picture of the human soul. And his body is a work of art. So what does that make his soul?▪︎ Running from the shadows of his past, Kim Taehyung is an aspiring art student in his final year of college. One class stands between him and graduation: Illustration of the Human Form. Taehyung thinks he's seen and done it all, but this particular course is about to unveil much more than he bargained for. Enter Jeon Jungkook, a recent college dropout desperate for extra money. Driven by a relentless need to make ends meet, he finds himself thrust into an unexpected opportunity when a professor invites him to model for the renowned drawing course. With unwavering resolve, he accepts, unaware that this decision will change everything. What seems like a straightforward course becomes a catalyst, unraveling the intricate threads of Taehyung and Jungkook's lives. In the intimate space where charcoal meets canvas, the duo navigates not only the beauty of the human form but also the scars etched deep into their souls. As the lines blur between artistry and vulnerability, Taehyung and Jungkook embark on a delicate dance, revealing layers of unspoken pain and exposing the rawness that binds them. But first, clothing and inhibitions must be shed. Illustration of the Human Form is a nude drawing class, after all. 𝗔 𝗧𝗔𝗘𝗞𝗢𝗢𝗞 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆! Contains: ✔ Angst ✔ Fluff ✔ Mature content and language ✔ SWITCH TAE & SWITCH KOOK Note: There are mentions of past trauma. No details are provided as this is a story about growth, healing, and hope.

- Inspired by true stories - I'm sure your parents told you sex workers are-- well, dirty, trafficked at a young age, uneducated and so on. Needless to say, my first time visiting and experiencing one, yet those characteristics did not apply at all. Of course, I got into it ... and then I got life advices from her? She was not only skilled at her job, but also wise and understanding. ---SEEKING COLLABORATION FOR MANGA/ MANHWA ADAPTATION--- To all aspiring manga/manhwa artist who wants to make their first-ever manga/manhwa or any artist who wants to test out their skills:- Email me your favourite character design and your favourite scenes into one page, and if I'm fascinated by your design, I will reach out to you! No deadline was given so give your best shot. Contact: fredriceofficial@gmail.com

This is basically my creative process in my creative memoirs about drawing painting and also tattoos and piercings. Therefore what makes me interested in tattoos and piercings and also what makes me interested in drawing tattoos for my tattoo artist as well as the clear processor comes with it and the inspiration that comes with these graphics and also my music and of course my writing a little bit of that as mentioned. This is about the creative process of making artwork and tattoos for my own personal scan and then I end up going to go and sport for the rest of my life I design my own designer tattoos and this is a memoir about how it started as a young kid and worked his way up to me getting my first tattoo and then pretty soon my second hopefully this will be decent enough memoir. There still may be strong language. **********on Amazon and draft2digital ******************

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"I don't care that I was a drawing you sketched. I love you." When reality and fantasy are blurred by an accidental meetup with a mystical being, your world is upturned when a man you drew from your dreams comes to life. Love takes on a whole new meaning when you end up falling for the handsome individual. Too bad he isn't real. When time runs out, he'll return to what he was. And everything you had, everything you felt, would be only on paper. ××××××× 🥇1st in the Sci-fi/Fantasy category of the Fly To My Room BTS Fanfic Awards 2021 🥇1st in the JJK Category of the BTS Universe Awards 🥇1st in the JJK Category of the Emerald Dragon Awards 🥈2nd in the JJK Category of the Bangtan: Best Of Me Awards 🥈2nd in the SB|JJK Category of the Smooth Like Butter Awards 🥈2nd in the JJK Category of the IKIGAI BTS AWARDS 🥈2nd in the JJK Category of the #BAF Awards 🥈2nd in the Supernatural Category of the BTS: Proof Awards BEAUTIFUL COVER BY @XEROPHTHALMIA

There are a lot of things you don't really think about until they happen to you. Take rape, for instance. I always thought, "That won't happen to me. I have a boyfriend. I trust him. He would never take advantage of me like that..." I couldn't have been more wrong. Love in this day and age is often confused for manipulation and abuse. The warning signs are here. The things we say will tell us everything that is wrong. You are worth more than what you think you are. It's not your fault. If they tell you otherwise, get out. Burn the bridge. Always remember someone is waiting for you to walk into their life. Someone needs you. Someone loves you. Getting away from all of the wrong people and finding the right ones could save you. I can promise you right now that it saved me. These are the journal entries and selected poems from my first experience of love that left a unpleasant taste in my mouth- quite literally. I am putting this out for the whole world to see because I hope everyone will learn from my experience. People can see. We have no excuses to continue living our lives in ignorance. ...WARNING... HARMFUL THEMES INCLUDING MENTION OF SUICIDE, SELF HARM, AND RAPE. THIS HAS EXPLICIT CONTENT. RECOVERY AND AWARENESS IS THE PURPOSE OF SHARING. DO NOT READ IF THESE THEMES ARE OFFENSIVE OR HARMFUL TO YOU.

We stand in silence, as I sip my water, and he watches me do it. Finally, he breaks the silence. "I'm sorry if I... offended you by sleeping in your bed last night. This morning. Whatever." "It's fine. You didn't do anything." He nods, his eyes far away, as if thinking of how to word his views. "I didn't do anything... but I wanted to. I wanted to so badly." I nearly choke on my water. I don't know what's worse; his confession, or how nonchalantly he says it, as if he's reading the weather. "Come again?" I say, thinking that I must have heard him wrong. He shrugs. "I want to fuck you." Again, he is as nonchalant as ever. I just stare stupidly, my mouth agape. He closes my mouth, grinning at me, wicked intentions in his eyes. Not so nonchalant anymore, I see. "Um, I-I...I don't..." I stop talking, realising what a total idiot I sound like, while his grin broadens. In that second, I am grateful for my dark skin, as he can't see me blushing. "Tongue-tied?" My cheeks get hotter. "Shut the fuck up." He actually laughs. "Don't worry, honey," he says, his hot breath brushing against my face, shocking me. When did he get this close? "One day," he whispers, now in my ear,"I will fuck you." I realise that my eyes are closed and I open them. He's gone. I stand there frozen, in total shock. What the actual fuck just happened? *** When all you know is disappointment, you become your own best friend. You isolate yourself from everyone else. You need no one; love is a weakness. That's the case with me. Then, Prince Charming rides in and changes everything. Except, he isn't a prince. He is light, but he holds darkness; he is joy, but he knows pain; he is beauty, but within him is imperfection and ugliness. He is just like me, but he is also my opposite. He is the Yin to my Yang. *** A lot of the original sexual content has been removed from this version, but the extra R rated one is also on my profile. *** •Mature, 18

there is a quite long list of circumstances, with student loan and rent on the very top of it, that led you to work in the sunday's spirit editorial department, a newspaper overally known among fellow catholic community of busan, with park jimin as your boss. when your small cock-up goes unnoticeably out of your hand, you find yourself in a situation painted in all shades of wrong. or, alternatively: when it's forbidden, it tastes bittersweet. . . . . . . . . ..........Warning.......... • THIS CONTENT IS NOT SUITABLE FOR READERS UNDER 18 . • DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE . • THIS IS ALL MADE UP BY MY IMAGINATION SO IT DID NOT HAPPEN IN REAL LIFE . • DO NOT COPY OR REPOST , ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO ME .