Is it possible to know who you really love with just one kiss? A kiss meant to break hearts and mend broken hearts. A kiss that will destroy everything and will start a new thing.

Dara is entirely not prepared to face all these storms all at once, yet she had no choice but to welcome them whether she likes it or not.

When your life is controlled by a dark past and an endless taste of revenge, there isn't much you can do beside becoming the living puppet of your merciless karma. Jiyong knew this better than anyone. For the last 10 years he prepared himself to become Jaejoong's bodyguard and revenge his parents.

Jiyong is the idol of a generation. At the age of 33 he is just one month away from his army release. It's been almost two years since he hit the stage and he can't wait to go back. His four band mates are happy for his return and his  fans are so eager to see him

*based on news about 2NE1's disbandment*  Was there such a thing as a second chance at romance? Could Jiyong work his way back into Dara's heart? Maybe he didn't have to.. Maybe he didn't need to..

I just want to write " Daragon" fanfics which is related to Christmas. It is going to be weird. But I hope you like it. I am also writing another Daragon fanfics " Pretty Little Gold Digger".:)

Two classmates are assigned to work on a project. Will they develop into good friends? Will they develop beyond friends? What happens when fate steps in? Fate can be cruel...  

    So I've seen this song challenge (lyric text prank) on YouTube and this particular song just made me think about our OTP hahahaha This is just nonsense song challenge fic

Nagkakilala Naging magkaibigan Nagkaibigan Nagkahiwalay Magkabalikan kaya? Si Dara at si Gido ay magkaibigang nagkaibigan pero nagkahiwalay. Matapos ang mahabang panahon nagkita silang muli. May pag-asa pa kayang magkabalikan sila???

Na naman !!! Talaga tong Dragon na to !!!! Lagot ka sa akin... Ay si  Dara po ito - Mabuhay!!!

I was inspired by the authors who continued to write despite the current situation. I want to cheer up Applers,Nyongdal and Daragon fans - you guys are the best always remember that!!! This is an adoptation of a story that I read from Wattpad. It's not mine but  its so cute it became one of my favorite... I pay tribute to Innersmile7 who originally wrote this  - I love your story and I wanted to adopt it using GD and Dara as the main characters. That story was

 Short story or Long story? what do you think??.. this is purely a fanfic.. enjoy reading .. ^.^

In the midst of BigBang’s rising popularity, Kwon Jiyong felt down. He wanted to find his deeper purpose, a drive to push further. Music will always be his sanctuary, his safe-zone hidden from the prying eyes of the public and his fans. He never realized that there's something missing.   Sandara Park was the person to go to

Until when do we keep fighting? When do we know we should stop?

Eminent graphic designer Kwon Jiyong was never satisfied with himself. Despite his reserved demeanor and tremendous wealth, loneliness and emptiness have never ceased to haunt him. But when a beautiful Freelance journalist named Sandara Park comes into his life, he starts to question the choices he made, the emotions he chose to silence and her flimsy cold words whenever she meets his

short story again ..

It was almost...

My Baby Girl .. Daragon ^^,

He's always been good composing music. In fact, most of their band's hit single was written by him. But then there came a time when he couldn't think of anything. Days turns to weeks and his boss is now demanding for their first single to be recorded. He never thought that he's gonna use those old notes.

  “I hate my left hand. I hate to look at it. I hate it when it stutters and trembles and reminds me that my identity is gone. But I look at it anyway; because it also reminds me that I’m going to find the boy who took everything from me. I’m going to kill the boy who killed me, and when I kill him, I’m going to do it with my left hand."

UNVEIL   Keeping their relationship from public's scrutiny had always been a trouble for them. Whenever they go out, they had to tag along some of their friends. They couldn't even be near each other, even though both were already dying to feel the other. But they thought that those hardships were nothing compared to the happiness they feel, knowing that they belong together. Would they be able to stand being away from one another for 2 years? Will their love be

  She was ready to forget her feelings for him but he offered something that it's too hard to resist.  

Dara Park is a successful heiress of Seoul TV Network (STN) - the largest broadcasting TV network in South Korea. She is the nation's sweetheart - guys vie for her attention; girls hope to be like her. She is pretty. She is kind. She's almost perfect. But what if the past that she's been trying to forget, resurface and start to haunt her? Jiyong Kwon is a mysterious Music Industry Magnate. Everyone knows he owns GD Entertainment - the biggest in the music business. What they didn't kn

Dara is cying! How will his bestfriend Jiyong make her stop from crying? when he is the reason why she is crying?

They say it’s over when you’re more in love with the memories than with the person who was in it. I was raised believing that people leave you just as how bad you want them to stay; and I grew up realizing that they enter your life just to fill in the spaces of your sketchy memory. It’s funny how the ones you once loved leave as they turn to be the on

  all of sudden, why?   the things i used to love i loathe that much now   it’s because of the weather or just a simple mood swing  

In this world plainly defined with the essence of a bloody competition where only the fittest continues to stand, lives Sandara Park, who is a very competent student that has a morale that never settles for just surviving but is aiming to take hold of the top-most position, but despite the efforts that she had already exerted, everything suddenly went out of her grasp and was replaced by an all annoying and very hard to comprehend transfer student. For such incident, Dara was forced to take a

Jiyong is young but yet a successful businessman who helps out in his family’s business Sandara is a graduate who majored in business whose parents encourage her to work in Kwon’s Pte Ltd as their CEO’s secretary. They are both in love and clueless about their future What will happen when Dara join Kwon’s Pte Ltd? Will they realise LOVE?  

I was about to make this story as short as possible but my imagination strikes and made me write longer than what I planned. 

Sandara Park has only one shot at love and she intended to have it before it’s too late.

A SEQUEL "Can't keep my hands to myself, no matter how hard I'm trying to.."

Just some random delusions that would keep us Applers floating. Hengsho~ ㅋㅋㅋ  

She had love him ever since. He had fallen for her at first sight. A strong charismatic guy and an angel-faced naïve lady, they were the opposite of each other but definitely the perfect pair.

[CONTENTID1] Kindred [/CONTENTID1]     [CONTENTID2] "Lamb, tell me a story." Wolf said. "There was once a pale man with dark hair who was very lonely." Lamb started. "Why was it lonely?" Wolf asked. "All things must meet this man, so they shunned him." Lamb said. "Did he chase them all?" Wolf asked. "He took an axe and split himself in two right down the middle."

Sandara Park, a woman who's madly in love with Kwon Jiyong. Hiding her love from the universe but let him feel and see it.   Kwon Jiyong, a man loved by Sandara Park. Hiding her from universe, waiting for his heart to reveal the truth.  

Your tipical 'there's a fine line between hate and love' kind of story. sassyserene  

This is the journey of Jiyong to win back Dara's heart!  

  A collection of Daragon One Shot based on a song! ❤

Another Daragon fic! This will be a one-shot collection. They might be related to each other but will mainly just be drabbles of a delulu mind.    

Can't keep my hands to myselfNo matter how hard I'm trying to

      She losses him but she finds herself, and that is all matters.