I've just uploaded the prologue of my new fiction "Travelling under Dark Tunnels and Flashing Lights" which is a romantic sci-fi novel with fusions of fantasy. It will revolve around the JB x Sana and Mark x Sana ships. There will be a sort-of rivalry between JB and Mark.

You can read more about it on this link: https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1389041/travelling-under-dark-tunnels-and-flashing-lights-death-drama-fantasy-friendship-romance-scifi-supernatural-timetravel-love-youngjae-imjaebum-bambam-nayeon-jackson-mark-got7-marktuan-yugyeom-got7mark-got7jb-got7youngjae-markyeon-momo-jinyeon-sana-twice-gotwice-marksana-jackmo-got7xtwice-defsoul-sanabum-jaesana

This is the description of my story: 

Jaebum experiences déjà vu at frequent and random moments. He will lose consciousness for a second, and then get a glimpse of what will happen on his day. They’re like flashing lights on a hazy midnight, flashing lights inside a dark tunnel that he’s been trying to get out of. The images that appear behind his eyes seem as if they’re memories on repeat. If not, then, why does he feel so strongly about them? Why do they grip him like a firm hand, a shadow that he can’t shake loose? He wants to know where these are coming from. He realizes that each time it happens to him, a certain girl is nearby. She appears like an apparition, walking on every corner. Jaebum will stop at nothing to find out who she is. In his quest on learning about their connection, he discovers something about his condition that leaves him shocked to his core.

Here's a sneak peak of the prologue:

They’re hiding in a dark alleyway between two brick apartment buildings in deplorable conditions, both with five floors and home to people with questionable morals. A few feet to their left, a streetlamp gives off a yellow, dim light, enough so they can see. There’s a black, plastic garbage bin next to them, full of human waste, scrap metal, and other forms of junk. All of the surrounding rusty, double-hung windows are squeezed shut against winter. Inside each room, there’s a variety of shouts, moans, and other strange cacophonies that can be heard with vivid clarity outside.

Leaning on the wall of mold is a tall guy with ruffled, brown hair and a defined jawline balancing well with the soft features of his face. The collar of his black, chesterfield coat is spread upright. His hands are inside his pockets, and his head is bowed low. He scowls as he sees the dirt on his combat boots. He just cleaned them last night and he’s about to clean them again later.

“How did you know he’s one of us?” he asks the girl beside him, his breath visible with the cold. The temperature has dropped below zero, and the fog is thicker and more menacing. He can’t wait to be back inside the warm confines of their flat again.

“I’ve been following him around,” she answers. She’s crouching on the cemented ground, the hem of her coachman almost touching the puddle behind her. Her eyes are glued in front of her. “His routine is pretty cyclical, and his habits are predictable.” She bites her thumb, a sign that she’s nervous. “He’ll arrive in ten minutes, on the dot, and then he’ll go straight inside one of those buildings on the corner."

I would really love any constructive criticisms on my work/s. You can also visit my other fic, "Breathing Easy", on this link: https://www.asianfanfics.com/story/view/1383779/breathing-easy-abuse-angst-boyxboy-college-crime-drama-friendship-genderbender-mature-romance-sad-schoollife-seulgi-sliceoflife--suicide-violence--yuri-hyunwoo-depression-love-hate-gay-university-girlxgirl-minhyun-kihyuk-lgbt-kihyun-biual-wonho-wendy-irene-redvelvet-seuldy-shownu-hyungwon-jooheon-monstax-changkyun-wongi-monstavelvet-seulheon