nct performance

Everyone is distanced from one another. Families separated, friendships broken. This is the future society. Government corrupted, leading to a new way of life for its citizens. Rationing of food, no more liberty for the young society. Students are now used only for their intelligence. Education becomes harder, and those who fall behind, are left to the end of the totem pole. There are no second chances. At least, that's what Huang Renjun was told. But that was before he met Lee Jeno in an alley way walking home after school. And after Lee Jeno showed up, his best friend, Na Jaemin,that he's not supposed to have, eventually made his appearance. Renjun knew it was wrong. But how could he not? He finally found the bright colors to liven up his dull gray life he had been living. What he was 'given.' If they get caught, a whole new case will form. And they might be the guilty party.

This is my own story about Lumine and Kody. It starts out when Lumine hears a sound resonating through the hallway. It actually turns out it was Kody playing the piano in his living room.

In the New York underworld, it was an open secret that I was Vincent Russo’s wife in name only. We had a marriage certificate, but none of the intimacy that was supposed to come with it. For three years, the women in his bed were a revolving door. The tabloids were filled with photos of him carousing in Las Vegas with a parade of different women. The next day, those photos would be the talk of every high-society luncheon. He never cared about my dignity, convinced I had stolen the place beside him from the woman he truly loved. The Russo family pitied me, whispering that I was just an unfortunate substitute, a pawn in a marriage alliance. I never defended myself, only smiling as I covered up his every scandal, playing the part of the perfect Mrs. Russo. They didn't know I had signed a secret contract with his father, Don Antonio. If I could just endure these three years, my massive debt would be wiped clean, and the man I loved would finally get the life-saving treatment he needed.

Dans le monde souterrain de New York, c'était un secret de polichinelle que j'étais l'épouse de Vincent Russo uniquement sur le papier. Nous avions un certificat de mariage, mais aucune de l'intimité qui était censée l'accompagner. Pendant trois ans, les femmes dans son lit se succédaient sans cesse. Les tabloïds regorgeaient de photos de lui faisant la fête à Las Vegas avec un défilé de différentes femmes. Le lendemain, ces photos faisaient les commérages de tous les déjeuners mondains. Il ne s'est jamais soucié de ma dignité, convaincu que j'avais volé la place à ses côtés à la femme qu'il aimait vraiment. La famille Russo me prenait en pitié, murmurant que j'étais juste une malheureuse remplaçante, un pion dans une alliance matrimoniale. Je ne me suis jamais défendue, me contentant de sourire tout en dissimulant chacun de ses scandales, jouant le rôle de la parfaite Madame Russo. Ils ne savaient pas que j'avais signé un contrat secret avec son père, Don Antonio. Si je pouvais simplement endurer ces trois années, mon énorme dette serait effacée, et l'homme que j'aimais obtiendrait enfin le traitement vital dont il avait besoin.

Pulau bagian timur Korea selatan akhirnya menjadi pemburuan sengit tokoh-tokoh besar. Disanalah akhirnya perang besar pecah yang mengakibatkan pertumpahan darah dari banyak nyawa-nyawa para petarung hebat dan persenjataan berat dan canggih-canggih bentrok disana namun sayangnya mereka tidak tahu lawan seperti apa yang harus mereka hadapi di sana. Bukan hanya tragedi berdarah ini saja yang menarik perhatian, namun sebenarnya ada sebuah misteri lama pun ikut terkuak, sebuah legenda yang menakutkan dari masa lalu. Dan Member Nct yang ada di sanapun mau tidak mau terseret dalam kemelut panjang yang tidak pernah terpikirkan oleh siapapun. itu di akibatkan mereka ingin menyelamatkan Makne mereka Jisung dari orang-orang yang telah menculiknya. Dapatkah anak-anak Nct menyelamatkan Jisung? Apakah mereka dapat kembali pulang dengan selamat?

jeno is renjun's sex hotline agent. [also available to read via Wattpad]

yangyang saw through dejun's bullshit [also available to read via Wattpad]

she told jisung to grow the hell up. [also available to read via Wattpad]

My engagement was supposed to be my happily ever after… until he humiliated me in front of everyone. Betrayed and abandoned, I never expected a cold, mysterious billionaire to enter my life—and buy me as if I were just another deal. Now I’m trapped in a contract with him, forced to play the part of his perfect partner. But the more I resist, the more he wants me… Can I survive this game of power, passion, and revenge, or will I lose everything to the billionaire who ruined my engagement?

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"