People are born with a genetically engineered digital timer’s. What if that said ‘timer’, could countdown the moment, you meet your soul mate. Jungyeon is tired of people imposing on her what to do and sick of living up to those said expectations. She sure as hell not letting this so called clock define her life. unfornately the clock is ticking, hours are going by . She needs to be careful because Once her time runs out,shw will forever lpse her soulmate.

'Can't you love me back?' 'Why?' cause this hurts so much

She never thought her bravery will change into a pure nightmare unexpectedly.   He never thought that the more she trying to keep distance between them, the more he is attracted toward her.     J

 A Latte Problems- Chaeyoungxreader for taenggoo77 Hopefull Romantic Jenniexreader for j2j2c6y1  I think I'm Falling(For You)  Minaxreader

Maybe the main problem was that that Shinwoo simply grew up before the rest of them.

Taemin does weird things when he's drunk, but that only makes Jonghyun love him more. [3,406

A bunch of random fantasy-esque scenarios that I came up with that belong to the same universe. Very, very lightly based off on L.O.R.D of the Ravaging Dynasties, like almost non-existent inspiration.

Love is like a cigarette. It's done as soon as it starts, and you can't help but get addicted. taohun fic <3

This is just my random story because I was bored while waiting for my lunch time at office.  Starring Baekhyun, and there will be no dialogue. Just his own thoughts, and mine.  Enjoy reading!! 

Where Marks undying love and loyalty slaps him in the face, literally. And where Taeyong tries to save Mark, once again. "Why does Mark not see his value?"

  Ten has an allergy. He sneezes whenever there's a pair nearby destined for each other. And most of the time, he likes to play cupid. So imagine his surprise whenever he joins his friends because recently, for some reason... he can't stop sneezing.  

"He got behind the girl, sighing before snapping her neck. Quick but merciful. The first rule of The Clan: Never let The Others find you or the camp. The second: Always finish the job"

Mark watches with a torn heart the boy who cries, yet again, the loss of another loved one. His normally open, warm, kind and friendly features twisting in one of sheer despair and sorrow, with tears streaking his anguish-flushed cheeks and soft but completely broken whimpers escaping his lips. All what Mark wants to do is

The Prince and the Dhampir

...Mouthed some silly words.

“It’s just… do you hear yourself? All of this you’re saying doesn’t make a little tiny bit of sense! I… I don’t even know you!” you said and instantly regretted just by the pain visible in his eyes. He took a deep breath, but didn’t look like someone who was about to give up at all.      

The next move was risky, but not for a moment the thought of giving up crossed his mind. Below that room, there was the answer his heart was craving for. What car he would own, what was going to be the size of h

❝ Lee Taemin was a street violinist. That's how people drew him, but it's not like he approved. He was -or at least he so called himself- "everything the violin wanted him to be." Jongin was a vampire who fell for his desperate story-telling music.