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Title: The Magisterium (Jinyoung) Status: Writing Preview:

Jinyoung makes a noise of frustration. “Don’t go!” he calls, and I don’t know how to respond to that.

Don’t know how to respond because the door has completely disappeared. Its illogical, impossible. Wrong, since the door was there a second earlier but now – it’s gone. Nothing but smooth, cold stone staring back at me. Built of the same brick as the outside – or what I think was the outside, since I no longer know which way I came in.

I could have sworn it was this way, but there is no door.

Jinyoung’s shoes echo, and he comes to a skidding stop beside me. “Fuck,” he pants, forehead winkling. “I – uh, didn’t mean to do that. I can get it back,” he offers, cramping both the middle and index fingers on his left hand. “Just give me a second. I’m not sure which non-verbal incantation I invoked. Ah,” Jinyoung shakes his head, then his hands. “Okay.”

Title: Blackjack (Jungkook) Status: Writing Preview:

Taehyung’s palms lie flat on the table. “How about this? I give you an opportunity. I don’t just deal in cards, you know. I also deal in other sorts of odds.”

My smile fades. “What do you mean by that?”

Leaning forward, Taehyung’s hair falls into his gaze. “A bet. I offer you a bet, the good people of this table place wagers,” he gestures loosely. “If you win, your debt is clear. If I win, you’ll owe me double.”

Tilting my head, I survey the table. It doesn’t appear as though I have any choice in the matter. When I first sat down, I didn’t know the price of this buy-in. Now that I know and now that I’ve lost, I either need to find money fast – or win. 

My gaze narrows, looking up. “What’s the bet?”

Taehyung’s lips lift. “I’m glad you asked.” Looking away from me, his gaze moves over my shoulder. He nods, “You see that guy? Go home with him.”

I swivel in my chair, lifting my drink to my lips – before I freeze. The man Taehyung points to sits at a table, all alone. His dark hair slightly messy, gaze contemplative while he stares into his whiskey. He’s also beautiful – rugged, handsome and completely out of my league. My gaze snaps back to Taehyung’s. “Are you crazy?” I hiss.

His smile broadens. “Is that a yes?”  

Title: Addewid (Kai) Status: Writing Preview:

Instead he brushes his lips to my forehead, pressing his body to mine and then –  he disappears. I fall forward, unnerved by the loss of his weight. The lack of his body, holding me upwards and I exhale, heavily into the darkness. It’s still night in here, despite the morning outside.

There’s a thin sliver of light coming the grate but other than that, nothing. No one. 

Title: Sidhe (Jimin) Status: Writing Preview:

I look up when I feel Jimin’s weight move to my couch. He sits close by, his face only inches away. I lean back in confusion. “What?”

“You’re just the first faery I’ve been this close to. I find you fascinating,” he muses, eyes sweeping my frame.

“If your intent is to study me,” I mutter. “Put me in a cage and be done with it.”

“That would be a waste.”  

I roll my eyes. “As long as you keep on paying me.”

“Ah, so it’s about the money then,” Jimin sets his glass down.

“Could be,” I say. I feel compelled to add, “But it’s not.”

“Just one thing about yourself,” Jimin asks, eyes dark in the reflection of the setting sun. 

I waver, considering his request. “I didn’t become Sidhe for the money.”

“No?” he asks, tapping the glass with his finger. “What about the fame?”

“A little for the fame,” I smile, a strangle tingle moving through me when he laughs. “Happy?”

“Not for years.” Jimin’s smile disappears as easily as it came. “Are most Fey poor, then? You say that as though most Fey are Sidhe for the money.”

“As the future ruler of Humankind, shouldn’t you know the answer to that question?”

Jimin shrugs. “I never gave it much thought, before.” His silence turns inward, and I watch a frown tug at the corners of his lips.

Seeing him like this, something inside me wavers. Finally I sigh, relaxing somewhat so that I slide closer to him on the couch. “Magic is a part of the Fey,” I explain. “It exists deep within and we reach for it automatically. Being cut off like we are,” I pause. “It hurts. Hurts our people, our land. Have you ever traveled through the Otherworld? Outside of Thron, I mean.”

Jimin shakes his head when I stand, walking over to the window. I walk partly to make a point, and partly because sitting so close to him makes me nervous. The sun is almost gone by now, dipped behind the edge of the Kraine Mountains. It casts the castle in red-gold light.

“If you were to leave Thron,” I say. “You would find few things as grand as this castle.” Running a finger over the sill, I notice Jimin stand from the couch. “The Fey are a dying race, even if no one wants to admit that.” I wonder then, why I’m telling him all this yet I somehow can’t bring myself to stop. “Being a Sidhe is dangerous, but at least we use magic every once and a while. That, in itself is payment.”

Title: Angel (Jackson) Status: 4/7 chapters complete, in planning Preview: N/A

Title: Celestial (VIXX) Status: Writing Preview: 

There’s dust, ashes scattered into the wind. They blow about haphazardly, angrily in all directions and I squint blearily against the cold. This far from the sun, it’s hard to feel the warmth of it’s gaze. I can’t quite keep my gaze from flitting to the horizon, staring emptily towards the small, red planet above.

Home. No, this is home now.

“Welcome,” says a voice, soft and melodic.

When I look forward once more, I am no longer alone.

Title: The 7th Prince (GOT7) Status: 11/21 chapters complete, in planning Preview: N/A

Title: Obsidian (Taehyung) Status: 5/8.5 chapters complete, in planning Preview: N/A

Title: Ascension (Jongdae/Baekhyun) Status: 1/20 chapters complete, in planning Preview: 

Yixing arches an eyebrow. “I like her.”