PurpleLilyTurf

Strong, independent, career and goal oriented, she is not just the idol’s wife. She has a name. 

She is Dr. Amelia Elizabeth Fitzgerald. 



Amy, is a pediatric neurosurgeon, who at young age, accomplished more than other surgeons twice her age. Trying to forget her past trauma and proving that she is more than a mogul’s daughter, Amy accepted a time-consuming, mind boggling job under Global Health Organization. Right before her contract was over, Amy met Jim and two immediately hit off at their first meeting, or was it the second? 

As Amy find that she is falling deeply with Jim, she is force to face the downside of loving a well-liked celebrity. Now, she finds herself in a situation where she might have to choose between love or career. 

What will Amy choose? The career she worked so hard for? Or her lover she deeply longed for?


Follow Amy’s story as she find herself being romantically involved with “Jim” one of the member of Axis21- a KPoP boy band who took the world by storm and the “Jim” the man that quavered Amy’s world upside down. 




Disclaimer: 

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, organizations, places, events and incidents are purely fictional and are product of author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and does not reflect the views and opinions of said person, events, organizations, places, and incidents. 

This novel contains mature content not suitable for young children.


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The Idol’s Wife

"I'm going to the bar. Do you want something to drink?" Jim whispered to Amy as he leaned over next to her ear. Amy could feel the warmth coming from his breath, the heat sending shivers down her spine.

"A glass of Rose would be nice," Amy gasped, her breath labored. She had barely slept since she landed in New York, and so she thought a Rosé should help her calm down and not jump on Jim like a menace.

Jim offered a soft, subtle smile and kissed Amy's cheek. 'How could a simple act of PDA spark something inappropriate in her thoughts.' Amy held her breath as she convinces herself to not devour Jim right there and then. Her gaze followed Jim. It was not difficult to spot him; his tall masculine self stood amongst others, his beautiful face not shying away from the glamorous party lights.

Dance the Night Away