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First Princess, Second Maid, Third a Bride?
That night changed everything The once loving and care free Princess was gone and now replaced with a girl who trying to stay out of her enemies eye. She takes a job as a palace maid for the neighboring kingdom to stay hidden till the right time comes and she can take the throne. Little did she now she would meet seven princes there that would make her heart race every time she would see them, but she doesn't want to be in a relationship worried that it may take her focus off her main goal which is to return to her kingdom alive and make the man who did this pay. Started: January 1/12/2022 -
Her Name is Muse
"Muse?" Hajoon said to the girl who was eating just beside him at a different booth. She looked up at him with a mouth full of rice. She furrowed her eyebrows before swallowing her food hardly. "I'm sorry, I think you have me confused with someone else!" Liane said as she stared at Hajoon who had his bucket hat nearly covering his face. "Sorry," Hajoon said subtly, "you just look a lot like her..." This story is about Kim Hajoon; a artist who's having some writers block writing his next song for his solo album. Trying to refresh his mind, he visits a local museum that just recently added new art exhibits for viewing. While admiring a black and white art piece, he noticed a interesting girl staring at the art piece just beside him. A girl who was for some reason grabbing his attention in every way possible. But she wasn't even doing anything. She was just standing there ... but why was Hajoon so intrigued? He wanted to know who she was .. "My name is Muse!” -
Tale of two brothers
The story is about two brothers, Kofi and Kwame, who grow up in a small village in Africa. They are close as children, but as they grow older, their interests and values diverge, leading to tension and conflict between them. They eventually turn their backs on each other, causing a rift in their relationship. Their parents try to intervene, but the brothers refuse to reconcile. -
Apricity | jung jaehyun
The cold breeze left me aching for warmth from inside, I hugged myself, as each second passed by... I could see the nearing end but no I was not yet to leave. I stared past what was visible, the sun sheered it's absence over my cold body temperature. The lake rippled as the cold air swept through the surface, so sensitive at mere touch of air- that it shuddered from it- but still not freezing. Vulnerable is what I was feeling, dishearten was what I was, stupid was what I was made to feel. A spark of hope shined as I saw the sun creeping out ,just so slowly to test my patience, the brightness of it blinded me for a minute. I felt warm air nuzzling my naked skin, I shuddered from it but this time the warmth settled down. As the sun showed itself, a wave of hope joltted in me. Maybe I'll be saved......maybe "Shh..... Do not make a sound" I cry out internally, my body shouted for help. Legs tied with a rope, bare skin with nothing to wear but a cold air filling the dark dungeon. The dungeon that was once a canvas of my favorites, with the color to the furniture now it reeked of profanity. The dry ice below my body numbed my limbs. At almost loosing my consciousness I was drenched in cold water with a force that I fell off the dry ice. "Oh my goodness, baby?" He walked up to me and untied the rope that were too tight for him to open. " Are you alright?! Oh my- look at you... you-" His face contorted , his eyes looked almost...almost sad. "Go clean up yourself , we're going on a date" he smiled , that smile was what I fell for. -
Mary is next door
Outside the Hall of Heroes, a long corridor of blessings is laid out, spreading a fiery and splendid atmosphere. Initially, the hall was filled with cheers and extravagant attire, but it disappeared at the beginning. The gilded riverbed shimmers with glory and sorrow, marking the end of our country's civilization, leaving only loneliness and wild imagination. The ranger drank his hatred and swore his blood as a sacrifice, while the assassin cast his shadow in the distant wind. He saw the priest break his scepter and thrust it into the center of the aging history. The black dress belt fluttered and once unparalleled. The minstrels are singing, and Lanling looks like their hometown. Gods and demons dance and sweep across the battlefield. In the next generation, you look like me. When I was young, I was full of passion and vigor, but from beginning to end, it turned into wind and frost. Bronze rust mottled badges, lamenting the faith of all beings, the years to come are so long, and we have agreed to forgive. You once rode the wind, wielded a sword, looked back, taught the sky and the sea to retreat. The wounds you cut from the old calendar are forgotten in the end. Billions of gods, a vast scroll, painted next to the new calendar totem. In this mortal world, there is no sadness, but tears continue to fall in his eyes. You once rode the wind, wielded a sword, looked back, taught the sky and the sea to retreat. You mourn the wounds of youth, but in the end, you also wander. There is no future, no past, and the ruins of rebirth are desolate. A ten year dream, buried overnight, buried on our keyboards. -
Idol Stalker
Tristan Than is a huge fan of an idol, actor, and model named Damon Lee to the point he's obsessed with him. Everywhere Damon Lee goes, who he's with and what he likes, Tristan knows all of it. He's the sole creator of https://www.DMupdates.com a fan site that is created for Damon Lee. But, what will happen if an obsessive fan meets his idol? --- WARNING!! This story is not for kids, please be aware that you need to be 18+ before you even start reading it. -
Body Rythms
In the high-stakes world of K-pop, image is everything. Jinwoo of Starlight and Hyunjoon of Eclipse could not be more different - where one is innocent and refined, the other is bold and unapologetic. When their companies arrange a collaboration, tensions rise between the groups. But underneath, Jinwoo finds himself drawn to Hyunjoon's passionate spirit, seeing in him an authenticity he's always yearned for. As rehearsals for the performance become more intense and demanding, the tension between Jinwoo and Hyunjoon grow stronger each day. They begin sharing more frequent looks and small accidental touches seem to linger longer than necessary, stirring up feelings they were both trying to hold back. With scandal always lurking and pressures mounting from all sides, Jinwoo and Hyunjoon must battle their infringing feelings. Their blossoming romance threatens the carefully crafted images of their groups. Can they find a way to pursue what their hearts truly want, or will societal norms and the industry's watchful eye tear them apart? In a cutthroat world where one misstep can ruin careers, following forbidden passion may come at too high a price. -
Human Robot.
Baejin robot yang selalu menemani jinyoung. mereka berdua seperti adik dan kakak. namun suatuketika mereka berdua terlibat masalah yang mengharuskan baejin dan jinyoung berpisah. baejin dikirim jinyoung ke orang tua kandung jinyoung. dan disitulah baejin bertemu seorang gadis cinta pertamanya jinyoung sewaktu kecil. -
Blooming But Wilting
I've always wanted to be a star, so desperately, I've worked so hard and done my best; but finally when I reached the peak of fame I find myself here; in a prison like place, lost, and I just dont know what to do. this is the story of Hallie, a girl from a poor family who leaves her life behind to go to the city and pursue her dreams of being an music idol and debut in a girl group only to realize that life isn't as easy as it seems. this is a story of hard work, learning the value of friends and family and making the difficult choices to enable ones success as an idol. -
Marrying off Jungkook Oppa
Growing up, I have been an ultimate fan of BTS - a k-pop group who rose to fame worldwide. I was a part of ARMY(name of their fandom) and I followed them, supported their group, bought their merchandises, listened to their songs, bought their albums and watched their many videos on streaming apps. Until I became old enough to know that I will never reach them on that high pedestal they were on. I was just a fan and my dream of marrying one of them is just an illusion. On that certain day, I was driving my car to attend their concert when suddenly a car crashed onto me. Blood continuously flowed in my face, my eyesight became blurred and the pain assaulted my sense but my only thought when death was knocking on my door was REGRET. Regret of not being able to see my idols on my last breath. And darkness flashed onto me...
