Our Fake Omega
That means Jungkook had just eavesdropped and now fallen and hurt the Prince of the Kingdom. This was bad. Very bad. He ignored Yugyeom’s frantic voice asking him what had happened. “Oh my God! Your highness, I am so sorry.” Jungkook said scrambling to get up and kneeing the prince in the ribs. A hand gripped his wrist tightly to stop his fumbling. He barely noticed Yugyeom going silent on the other side of his comm. “I am so sorry.” “It’s okay” Kim Namjoon said but his voice was pained. Oh god Jungkook just gave the Prince a serious injury. This was a disaster. “Seriously I am fine.” Kim Namjoon said freeing Jungkook who this time carefully got off the man. Namjoon made to sit up and Jungkook hurriedly offered his assistance, “Believe me, I have had worse.” He smiled a dimple smile at Jungkook and Jungkook was like…wow! “I am sorry.” Jungkook said staring around and relaxing when he found no bodyguard with guns drawn at Jungkook’s head. “It’s fine. But why were you jumping down the balcony?” Namjoon asked tilting his head and again…wow! “Umm…running from an alpha? Yep… running from a perverted alpha.” Jungkook said and mentally face palmed at himself.The drop from the third-floor balcony should’ve been clean—just another shortcut in Jungkook’s nightly escapes. But the edge crumbled under his heel, sending him tumbling straight onto a figure emerging from the garden below. A sharp grunt cut through the night as his knee slammed into ribs.
"Oh my God! Your Highness, I’m so sorry!" Jungkook scrambled, panic flaring as he recognized the face beneath the moonlight—Kim Namjoon, Crown Prince of Hwarang, now pinned beneath him.
A firm hand gripped his wrist. "It’s okay," Namjoon said, voice strained but calm. Jungkook froze. He’d just injured the future king. This wasn’t just bad—it was treason-level bad.
"Seriously, I’ve had worse," Namjoon added, offering a dimpled smile that made Jungkook’s breath catch.
"Why were you jumping down the balcony?" the prince asked, tilting his head.
"Umm… running from a perverted alpha?" Jungkook blurted. Instantly, he wanted to vanish.
Namjoon chuckled despite the pain. "Well… you picked the wrong landing spot."
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Terrible, But Great
“Harry Potter.” The cold burrowed into his flesh; the scent of cloying death and molding earth clogged his senses. “The Boy Who Lived.” A strange sense of unimaginable loss and disappointment rose inside of Harry. That brilliant, yet cruel boy could’ve been so much more if he’d not stepped down this bloodied path. Terrible, but great. He pitied this creature. “Come to die.” Harry Potter faced the flash of green light with the bravery of a Gryffindor and the broken heart of a Hufflepuff. When Death gives Harry a third option, one that can save everyone he ever cared about, he takes it unflinchingly. Even when that means doing the impossible: falling in love with the enemy, Tom Riddle.
I Suppose You're Mine
Kim Seokjin had five beautiful mates, the world to conquer, and the bank account to fund his war campaign. Everything should be perfect. Except that wasn’t quite true. “Mr. Kim! Mr. Kim! Are you planning on accepting Kim Jungkook as your heir!” a reporter shouted obnoxiously at the Omegas. ... because there was still the issue of that.
Edge
A chase gives way to mutual obsession, and it's hard to tell where a cat and mouse game starts and ends when both players are the cat. love is certainly nowhere on the table, but is there not something intimate in the desire for someone else's blood on your hands? Or, james works for MI6 and regulus is the assassin he's been tasked to hunt down.
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