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Author Status: Hello to my lovely readers and to those who are new here,Â
Iâm slowly getting out of my writing block phase as my work and private life threw me a massive curve ball for the past few years. And so, if you sent me a request all those years ago, I would like to apologize for not posting anything.
My plan is to prioritize writing for myself, for now, to refresh myself and not put any massive pressure on any writing. As for the requests that I have received, I might slowly write them out though it might take a while. So please wait patiently.Â
Thank you for your support and understanding.Â
This blog is a Character X Reader multi-fandom blog.
I might write more for anime, manga, and manhwa but I will also write books or movie characters that I like.
I also post fanfic with my own OC or self-insert.
JJK/Jujutsu Kaisen
Solo Leveling
Moriarty the Patriot/Yuukoku no Patriot
KNY/Kimetsu no Yaiba
Haikyuu
KHR/Katekyo Hitman Reborn
BNHA/Boku no Hero Academia
MDZS/Mo Dao Zu Shi
OP/One Piece
Under the Oak Tree
My dearest! Finally, we can hear the voice of our god!
Warning: Gender bend, Yandere, BL, Yaoi,
Summary: Being born as a boy in another world was more than enough trouble to deal with but apparently, the gods werenât satisfied with just that and smashed him in the face with a curveball by getting involved with none other than Sung Jinwoo, the main character of Solo Leveling.
Kiran calmed himself, âIt should be okay. As long as he didnât get too involved and only supported him on the sideline. He shouldnât be able to disrupt the plotline all that much. As long as he leaves once everything is settled.â While thinking that, Kiran awkwardly patted the crying boy on the head to comfort him.Â
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âThis should be fine.â He thought as he tutored Jinwoo little by little to learn some combat techniques he was taught as a soldier.Â
Strict and cold, completely different from his usual cheerful and casual personality, E-rank Jinwoo trembled at the vast difference.
He didnât like this change.
He wants âhis Kiranâ back, the Kiran who would pat him on the head with warm eyes.
..
âIt wouldnât hurt to do this once in a while.â He thought as he cooked a warm meal for the siblings, paying a little more attention to Jinwooâs favorite dishes to nourish him for his next raid.
Unbeknown to Kiran, this made Jinwoo particularly picky about his favorite food after. If it wasnât cooked by Kiran, Jinwooâs tongue could only taste the food as bland.
...
Watching proudly on the side as his little charge finally gets announced as an S-rank to the whole world and gets close to the future Mrs. Sung, Cha hae in.
Kiran thought âItâs probably time to leave. They should be fine. He should be fine now.âÂ
Kiran smiled, completely unaware of the longing and heated gaze being given to him by the man whom Kiran stayed with all this time, through thick and thin.
....
Facing the person in front of him, Kiran nonchalantly listened as he sipped his coffee, âKiran, you should finally join the organization. Itâs the only place for âus peopleâ where we could at least belong somewhere in this world.âÂ
When he said âus peopleâ, he meant people who have been either reincarnated or transmigrated from their old world and got stranded in this bizarre world of novels.
Since Kiran has finally decided that it's time to leave the siblings now that the Sungâs mother has awoken from âthe eternal slumberâ. Kiran couldnât help but contemplate the idea of joining, in truth he doesnât have anywhere else to go once he leaves.
When Kiran stayed silent, lost in a daze, his shadow darkened and shivered severely, unnoticed by him.
.....
Breathing heavily, Kiran wiped the sweat on his chin as he eyed his foe. His eyes dilated and a maniac smile painted on his lips, finally having been released after so long, his blood boiled in his veins telling him to defeat his enemy and to never hold back ever again.
The same intent seems to go through his opponent as they laugh in amusement before covering their face, heaving, and clutching their stomach.
âHahaha! Forget about what I said earlier. Youâre an interesting one.âÂ
They smirked at him before raising a hand, beckoning him. âI like you. Come and join me instead.â
Kiran, having been ready to rebuke the man, flinched at the sudden spike of bloodlust, his opponent paling and the surrounding people.
âWhat the-?â
Looking where it came from, Kiran shivered as he stared at Jinwoo, his eyes glowing and filled with so much rage it was hard to breathe.
One thing was running through Kiranâs mind, âHis opponent just called his death flag for some reason.â
......
 Kiran groaned as two strong arms, that were once weak; cage him into the chest of the man behind him. Jinwoo buried his head on his shoulder and angrily whispered behind his ear, eyes burning with fury and turning a dark purple hue.
âAll this time, Iâve only gotten stronger so that no one steals something important to me and yet, everyone just wants to take you away from me all the time.â
Kiran, â....â
âFuck...âÂ
Just where did Kiran go wrong to have unknowingly raised a yandere, especially since the world he was born in was supposed to be a shounen action manga, not shounen-ai?!
A/n: Please, if it's not too much, comment on what you think of this fic. if I should do it or not.
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Summary: (AU) In every lifetime, Sung Jinwoo will make sure to leave a mark on your soul. To always accompany you as your devoted husband to his lovely and cute wife, no matter what...
Watching from a distance, Sung Jinwoo slowly savoured the taste of the wine in his glass, his fingers clenching the fragile stem. He restrained his anger as he witnessed your betrothed humiliate you and revoke your engagement for his mistress. Painting you as a villain to everyone as that foolish of a man flaunts his infidelity called 'love'.
Sung Jinwoo couldn't help but sneer at them and find fate laughable.
He has always been determined to have you as his wife, no matter what. However, fate has a twisted sense of humour. It seems, that in order, for him to have you, you must first endure humiliation and a broken engagement.
If fate is going to play its hand, then don't blame him if he turns the situation to his advantage and claims you as his own. And as for those who have wronged you, they will face the consequences of his wrath.
Disclaimer: I donât own anything except for my characters and plot.
Warning/Genre: Romance, AU, drama, broken engagement, Yandere (Sorry for the miss grammar)
Chapter 1 - Stupidity
In a banquet hosted by the royal family in the palace, your betrothed, the crown prince hugs his first love protectively in his arms and condemns you without hesitation in front of all the nobles in the kingdom.
A smug smirk on his lips as he looked down on you while you, on the other hand, glared up at him.
The anger that has built over the years was on the verge of breaking as your supposed fiance embarrassed not only you but your family with the breakdown of your engagement.
Your name is Eliana Anderson. You are the eldest child of the Anderson household and the prestigious and precious daughter of the Primes Minister Anderson of your kingdom.
Ever since you came of age, you have been betrothed to the crown prince by the king without your father's approval.
You're the only daughter in your family and your father has always doted on you so of course the matters of your betrothal have been a sensitive and meticulous topic to your father. Not wanting to give his precious daughter to some boorish, unruly bastards.
And so receiving a marriage decree from the king, accompanied by a threat to your family, made your father furious beyond belief that you and your mother worried he might faint from anger.
Your father protested with all his might to deny this engagement, knowing how corrupt the current royal family is and how uncontrolled and malicious the current crown prince is but to no avail; the king ignored him.
In the end, you didn't have a choice but to follow, not wanting your family to end up in a difficult situation by opposing the king.
The crown prince does share the same sentiment on not wanting this engagement; however, that didn't stop him from showing his disgust at you. In fact, he seemed to revel in the opportunity to humiliate you whenever the chance arose.
The torment he has shown you since the first day of your engagement has never ceased, and continues even to this day.
And now he's hellbent on not only humiliating you but also destroying and smearing your family's reputation through the mud.
Letting out a breath, you calmed yourself, knowing that acting hysterical wouldn't benefit you nor save your family from the predicament this prince has thrown at you.
However, the urge to slap this idiot prince was so dangerously tempting that you had to close your eyes, and instead, a cold smile appeared on your lips and looked at your 'fiance'.
"If I may ask Your Highness, what crime have I committed that warrants you painting me as a malicious villain in front of everyone?" You coldly asked, your smile darkening as your hand clenched tighter on the fan you were holding.
Suddenly, a coquettish voice interrupted, "Lady Eliana, please stop lying and admit to your sins. Please don't make this harder than it is."
It was the woman whom your fiance had 'fallen' for. A woman who has brown shoulder-length hair, dopey downturned eyes and dressed in a white gown that accentuated her slim figure.
She has that pure, innocent beauty that always seems to attract men who want to unconsciously protect her.
It was the crown prince's 'first love', Amy Wilson, the illegitimate daughter of Baron Wilson, who was currently nestled in your fiance's arms.
Cowering and trembling as tears gathered in her eyes, looking like a small doe in front of everyone as she tried to confront you, earning her sympathy and pitying looks especially the crown prince and his stupid group of cronies.
You, however, were given a dark and condemning look from them.
You couldn't help but spit in disgust in your heart as you coldly looked at her.
She's a woman completely opposite of you, who has sharp and cold eyes, and whenever you look at the crown prince, a lingering disgust shows in your eyes.
Your once slender and petite frame is now tall and lean, the result of the training you have suddenly undergone to learn self-defence as you were pushed as the crown princess.
Truly a complete opposite from your past self. No more the naivety and joy in your once soft features.
Hearing her words, you sneered.
"As far as I know Lady Tr- Lady Wilson, I have only given you fair warnings on your behaviour and to maintain your distance as Your Highness is my betrothed. As for the accusations of harming you, unfortunately, I do not know of them nor have I done them."
You said as you gave them a cold smile behind your fan, patting yourself for catching yourself from calling that woman 'trash'.
That right, you have labelled that woman 'Trash' the moment she seduced the crown prince and tried to harm you.
Why, you ask?
It's not because you love that rotten bastard but because, in your eyes, the crown prince is a rotten garbage. And since there is a rotten garbage, it only makes sense that it has to be thrown in the trash and that trash is none other than Amy Wilson.
Hiding behind the crown prince's arms, that trash gave you a sly look.
You couldn't help but feel a disgusting chill run down your spine as an unsettling feeling settled in your stomach.
As far as you know, your actions thus far have been appropriate as a crown princess. Neither have you crossed the line of letting your feelings interfere nor have you remained ignorant of the situation to let it escalate.
You didn't hurt this woman in any form, only giving her a fair warning and if you did, you have your servants to witness it. As for the 'evidence' they have presented earlier, if experts, the kings and higher people in ranks were to investigate it, they would know it was nothing but fraud.
It's nothing but false evidence made by both the crown prince and his stupid group of cronies who were supposedly the next heirs to some of the most influential families in your kingdom and yet have been seduced so easily under such a contemptuous woman.
Regardless, they were nothing but brats who only rode their family's coattails and were nothing but a nuisance, using their power to abuse those who were weak and under them.
Thinking so, you curse them again in your heart and tried to calm your nerves as cold sweat still continues to run down your back.
"We have given and presented undisputable evidence, Eliana. Stop your nonsense and admit to it." The crown prince spoke with impatience in his voice, shaking his head as if he were speaking to a child.
Your eyebrow twitched hearing him calling you by your name so directly with such audacity.
If it were any other situation, you would have refuted him without reserve however since you were in such a situation, you can't do so recklessly or else your entire family would be dragged further than it already is.
Suddenly, the crown prince caught your eyes and gave a malicious smirk before declaring.
"Since your actions show just how much of an unreasonable and vile you are. How could I accept you as the crown princess and be the future mother of the kingdom! Hence, as of today, Eliana Anderson, you are stripped of your title as the crown princess and from now on Lady Amy Wilson will be the crown princess. Guards! Arrest her and throw her into prison for the crime of harming the crown princess."
You stared, speechless, at the crown prince at such absurdity.
That is when the unsettling feeling you have since you entered this ball completely grasps your whole being as if a slap hit you on the face. A whisper in the back of your mind becomes louder and louder as you feel something within you is on the verge of breaking.
You have always known that the crown prince was a good-for-nothing bastard. A spoiled bastard who only does whatever he pleases but it wasn't to the point of complete idiocy especially when it comes to you as your betrothal was one of the stepping stones on why he became the crown prince however it seems you have overestimated him.
Feeling your arms being restrained by the knights, you struggled. Your control over your emotions slowly slips as your frustrations and anger show.
You tried to regulate your breathing as you looked at the bastard before you, smiling mockingly as you gradually cracked under him.
He turns his head to look at your father who is now being restrained by the knights also when he tried to charge in your defence. A sickening smile on his lips as he taunted your father.
"Ah, Duke Anderson, unfortunately, you'll have to step down from your position as well since the evidence of your embezzlement and illegal actions have been presented to the king. The king has also decided that Marquis Henlyn will be replacing you as the Prime Minister."
Hearing this you curse the crown prince at such an abrupt accusation.
Your father with embezzlement?! Illegal actions?! being replace?!
Such stupidity!
Your father has been nothing but upright and loyal to the kingdom and its people. If it wasn't for him, this kingdom would have long fallen because of its corrupt royal family!
And now he's being falsely accused!? And on top of it, your father is being replaced by Marquis Henlyn who has been rumoured to have smuggled weapons and slavery between your kingdom and the other countries!
Just what kind of parasite is in that bastard's head to have allowed this especially the king!
You gritted your teeth as you yelled, "Your Highness, do you even realize what you're doing?! If you allow this, not only you and the imperial family will be implicated but the kingdom and its people as well! You say my father has done illegal doings and yet haven't you heard that Marquis Henlyn has smuggled not only weapons but has done illegal trading of slavery of our people! My father has been nothing but loyal and honest! Evidence?! It is nothing but a farce! "
Surely even this prince knows how impossible it was to replace your father as his hard work is more evident than this so-called ' evidence'.
Your father's power and authority are the sole reason he's the current crown prince. Removing you and your father would be a foolish move even the king knows this thus the reason he has given that marriage decree without your family's permission and yet why this?!
However, it seems not only have you overestimated the prince but that of the king as well as the prince laughed at you and leaned down as he whispered.
"Do you really think my father cares about your family now that your father has crossed his line? Not only has your father obstructed the royal family again and again, but this time, my father has had enough and since I have gained your father's authority and power, I no longer have any need of your family and my father wholeheartedly agreed to it."
Realization dawned on you as your eyes widened at the truth. A small yet audible sound of snapping resounded in you.
Suddenly a loud heartbroken cry erupted in your throat as you struggled fiercely, no longer caring for anything or your appearance.
Annoyed by your resistance, one of the knights kicks the back of your knees, resulting in you slamming your kneecap onto the floor.
Pain shot through your body. Your eyes reddened and tears welled up, not only from the pain but your control over your bottled emotions have now dissipated.
Gone! Everything you have worked hard for is now gone!
You shook your head and bit your lips until it bleed.
No, this can't be happening!
Even if you hated the crown prince, your position as the crown princess was the only thing that you couldn't let go of.
After all, because of the marriage decree these unscrupulous, unreasonable people have shoved down your throat, you have no choice but to let go of him. Someone so important in your life was exchanged for something you didn't want.
Feeling your cheeks wet, you realize that your tears have finally fallen.
Regret fills you to the point of suffocation as your mind unconsciously remembers the young boy you adored the moment you met him.
How you wish to have held his hand longer...
A/N: I'm sorry for the delay. A relative of mine has passed away and it has been stressful and with work thrown in. It had been chaotic instead which made it harder for me to write and edit.
Though I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of the Serendipity Series! If it's not too much, please comment on your thoughts. Thank you!
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Hello, my lovely readers! I hope you're doing well!
And also I apologize that this is not an update on any of my stories!đ€ŁSorry to burst your bubble!
But anyway, I'm here to announce my plan for the upcoming months.
Unfortunately, I will be on a temporary Hiatus for the next few months as I'm being boarded into a new course because of my job. So I wanted to put all my focus on it for now.
But I will still find the time to write as much as possible while still on course.
Once I'm done with my course, I will update all my stories as much as I can if my life after that won't be chaotic since there is a chance that I might move because of my job.
Oh and Also I'm planning to write up my own Novel/Book, so it gonna be chaotic as hell.
But anyway, I'll try my best to write up the next chapters of my stories.
And while at it I want to make a voting poll on which stories you guys want me to update on once I'm back.
Please don't hold back to let me know what you want!đ And I'm really terribly sorry that I have been slow in updating my stories. Life is just so damn unpredictable.đ
Hello, my lovely readers, I hope you all are doing well.
Unfortunately, I have to announce that there won't be any October monthly voting because a relative of mine has passed away and all sorts of chaos and problems just got thrown in.
This was absolutely beyond my expectations when I just got out of my 3 weeks of nonstop work.
At the same time, it seems I have underestimated my work schedule and its busyness as it appears that we are still not out of the busy season this time because of unexpected events happening around us.
So any updates or posting of any fanfic may be slower than how I like as sadly, I won't have too much time to tackle writing these next few months.
But don't worry! I still plan to post a fanfic at least once a month especially since we did that Sung Jinwoo x Reader voting. I intend to post those in the future, I promise that.
For now, any monthly voting would be unstable. It might happen or not depending on how it goes with my work on that monthly.
I'm really terribly sorry for this and for the past weeks of bad news that has been going on.
ahhhh i just read Bakugou Silly Crush and itâs amAZING!!! could you write a second part pretty please??? how the reader starts liking him and they get together and akskfjjfksl đ„șđ„șđ„șđ„ș
Thank you for giving a reviewđ. It means a lot to me. I will try writing but it might take a while to update since Iâm might be busy with my work for the upcoming November weeks but Iâll write about readerâs POV and will post second part.đ
Hello everyone, its Heirloomgem here! I hope everyone is doing well.
As everyone knows, we did a voting poll for a monthly one-shot and the result was a landslide victory for YES!đ
Thank you so much for taking the time to vote! It means a lot to me.đ„°
Anyways, since the final decision is a definitive YES.
The monthly one-shot voting poll will be with 3 different animes/mangas with each character. You can pick and choose whoever you want and whoever character wins, I'll release a one-shot fic of them.
You can also send me some suggestions/requests regarding the characters that are picked for the month only. However, I won't be able to do all the requests as I'm only picking some to write about.
With that said, I'll be only writing and posting a one-shot on the character who wins.đ
And so without further ado, we'll start now!
Here are the characters for August One-shot series to pick from:
Once 1 week is up and the result is out, I will be posting a one shot series on the winner right after.
Thats is because bakugou knows that what he did is horrible and a simple sorry wont cut it. That is why in the flashback where he started cooperating to deku's training is the start of giving back before he gather enough courage to completely say sorry once he know its time and everything is corrected. It like when people hate it that someone bullied them for so long that it traumatize them that when the bullies just say sorry without anything else, just leave them unsatisfied.
Personal experience here. Where my bullies just say sorry but that just left a bitter taste on my mouth. Thinking that they bullied me because they are insecure then they just say sorry and act like nothing happen. That just wrong so the way bakugou where he cant say sorry and ask for forgiveness is because he know he cant just put it that way as he know everything he did so far is unforgivable and there is no excuse.
And most people know that bakugou's character isnt one for words. He is one where he will do it the right way even if its hard.
Person from previous ask, you are me. It literally wouldn't matter to me whether Bakugou actually apologized with; "I am sorry for everything, Deku." THE BURNING FEELING OF DISLIKE TO BAKUGOU WILL NEVER WITHER. I love Izuku with all my heart and there's always a part of me just wanting to jump from the other side of the screen to protect him from it all. Izuku deserves better, and Bakugou is not better. I just can't like because of the way he rubbed me the wrong way so much. There is just a part in my brain that cannot forgive him, verbally abusing Izuku and telling him to commit the sewerslide makes me want to zip his lips permanently. I even literally saw someone defend Bakugou's abuse to Izuku by saying; "Bakugou was born in an abusive household and he's getting character development." SINCE WHEN WAS HE BORN IN AN ABUSIVE HOUSEHOLD?? WHAT?? He got hit in the head one time people in a form of disipline to SHUT UP because he was being LOUD. AND PLEASE, the charatcer development it taking too long and too little is seen, and we're nearing 300 chapters.
Sorry for this, hope you don't mind. I'm just happy to blow off some steam about it.
I love these asks so much. You guys donât bother me at all.
Iâm in agreement with you when you stated that people defend Bakugoâs abuse to Izuku when he gets âabusedâ at home i.e. by his mother. Not saying that hitting your kid is the answer, but a simple smack to the back of the head to the child is nothing, especially when your child acts like Katsuki.Â
I donât think it is abuse and you can blame that on the narrative/writing of the story. It is shown in a well-lit comedic fashion with music to match. It wasnât taking itself seriously, nor was Horikoshi when he made Mitsuki a female version of her son, from blonde hair and red eyes down to the hothead personality, just because the spats between the mother and son seems funny???Â
The anime/manga has already shown what serious domestic abuse looks like in the form of the Todoroki household with Shoutoâs flashbacks which were taken 100% SERIOUSLY with no confusion to the audience, so itâs not like Horikoshi or the other people working on BNHA doesnât know how to portray it.
And a lot of those Bakugo-stans who use this lame ass excuse of him being abused by his mother doesnât work because Mitsuki criticized and smacked Katsuki on the back of the head 3 times practically in a row IN FRONT OF TWO PRO-HEROES SITTING ON HER COUCH.
If that moment was suppose to be taken seriously that the audience was suppose to interpret that as a serious issue, Horikoshi and Co. wouldâve made the proper steps in doing so right then and there. But he didnât, so that excuse doesnât work.
This is gonna be goodđ I can't wait for another good lovesickgojoxreader angstđ€€
bringing back lovesick gojo because he will always be my baby
I couldn't help my drool over this delicious fanficđ€€đđ
yandere!siren! sung jinwoo with fem!reader imagine
warnings: creature au, canon divergence, deaf!reader, a/b/o dynamics, obsessive thoughts.
Hey guys and welcome to another piece for the spooky season, this time a collab with @pa1nrema1ns featuring a beautiful but deadly version of a certain Shadow Monarch! If youâre interested in seeing the artwork that inspired me, Iâll leave the link to it here. Credit goes to the original artist :)
So without further ado sit back, relax, and let us find out what is dwelling beneath the dark, briny waters~.
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Siren! Sung Jinwoo despised humans. To this deadly apex predator, they are disgusting creatures full of greed and violence. He might lure them to a watery grave with his voice or the endless shadows under his command, but he did it to survive. To eat. It helped that his appearance was considered to be highly attractive by human standards: a handsome, but intimidating face with a muscular chest and sleek black hair.Â
What the bewitched humans never considered as he cradled them lovingly in his arms is that there is a monochromatic tail swishing beneath the dark waves before he pulled them under. His inky ear fins were concealed by illusionary magic of course. He couldnât take a chance of the smallest possibility that there might be a human who is immune to a sirenâs song.Â
When he finished collecting the carcasses in a sack and any pretty trinkets that might interest the traders at the market enough to sell their wares to him, Jinwoo would return home to his little sister and mother. They lived in an underwater cave just several miles from the coast of Jindou Island. It was a quiet human settlement when the winds grew colder, and the villagers knew better than to cross his path thanks to the reputation and training as Ashbornâs terrifying apprentice. When spring or summer arrived, however, humans from the Mainland came to the island in droves.
More meat sacks meant more food and a little more variety in flavor. He also wouldnât have to go head-to-head against the other sirens either, especially the ones who think they can become the alpha of these waters by defeating him in a contest on who can lure in the most humans or defeating him in combat. Hah. How annoying.  Â
Now imagine when he catches the delectable scent of an omega after spending another afternoon collecting seaweed to go with the eveningâs meal. Humans, like sirens, possessed secondary genders and their own hierarchy. Securing a steady job or finding a partner largely depended on who was an alpha, beta, or omega.Â
But what made the latter the superior species is that once an omega accepts an alphaâs courting gift or allows an alpha to enter their nest during mating season, the alpha will not seek the company of another omega regardless of how sweet and lovely their scent is. Sirens were hunters, committed to the wellbeing of their mates and pups. Humans were fickle and prone to cheating, even if they were bound to someone else.Â
His amethyst irises dilated upon identifying the aromatic fragrance of bergamot and vanilla, followed by the activation of his sensory glands. There was no doubt about it; he had found an unmarked omega, and he needed to track the owner, before another siren to approach his intended mate first.Â
He swam close to the coast, near the shoreline. He never got this close to the surface before, because he could not take the risk of his soul being trapped by the humans when they carried those cursed black boxes in their hands. Ashborn called them phones. A bizarre word for a deadly weapon.Â
The scent led him to a ship that was ten times bigger than the ones he had seen in the past. Was this a yacht, the legendary vessel that can carry thousands of humans and let them off to explore? No. If that were true, then it would have anchored off much farther from the island and far from the sandbars. The name of this vessel is Murder on The Cerulean Sea. Filming in Process - Quiet on Set! Yachts are supposed to have shorter names. So what is this? Is the omega trapped somewhere beneath the deck? Unacceptable.Â
Jinwoo was about to summon Igris to conduct a discreet search of the ship when the siren suddenly discovered that you were the source of the scent he had been seeking. But you were not a siren who had been kidnapped by the humans. You were a human. And you were part of the shipâs crew.Â
So why is it he could not find it in his hammering heart to spit in disapproval and vanish back into the ocean to sort out his confused emotions? Why did he want to know what kind of human you were? What are those strange gestures you are making with your hands in front of the blonde woman and brown-haired man, yet your mouth remains closed? Is it a unique form of communication? A spell? Perhaps his mentor would know the answer. Ashborn knows many things about these creatures.Â
With a flick of his tail, Jinwoo disappeared beneath the waves and swam past the coral reefs. The seaweed beds and the rocks that held precious pearls in its crevices flickered from the corner of his eyes as he traveled further. Down, down, down, into the darkness below. A graveyard of titans from eons ago, broken remnants of civilizations. Stone, marble, and glass glowing in iridescent light. This was the place that no one except for him would dare go: the abyss.Â
Try as he might to distract his muddled thoughts by analyzing every single detail in the familiar sights leading to his masterâs domain, Jinwoo could not stop thinking about you.Â
How is it possible that he, a proud warrior and an alpha, could be easily swayed by the wiles of a human omega? It was as if the roles had been reversed; he would be the victim falling prey to your irresistible charm, and you would be smiling viciously, hungry for his flesh. Is this what it felt like to be ensnared in a trap with no means of escape?Â
No. No, he cannot succumb to temptation. A siren and a human are not meant to be mates. Jinwoo could only hope that Ashborn will give him the answers that he seeks before your maddening fragrance takes hold of over his mind and lure him back to the surface again.Â
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