• Go skinny-dipping • Have a make-out session • Try foreplay with ice • Kiss a stranger • Get drunk • Try new food • Get a tattoo • Have s£x in public • Play strip poker • Get tied up • Be blindfolded • Come from 0ral s£x • Get high • Have s£x against a wall • Have a quickie • Try mirror s£x • Experience multiple 0rgasms in 1 night • Kiss someone in front of the Eiffel Tower This was inspired by an author on tiktok cr \\ laurenasherauthor !! THIS CONTAINS HEAVY SMUT OBV !! READ AT OWN RISK

"baby boy you're mine now" Taehyung said with a smirk holding Jungkook tightly "w-what?" Jeon Jungkook is a normal teenage boy living with his 2 friends Park Jimin and Kim Seokjin everything was normal until he bumped into the devil himself...........

Tae, also known as V is the leader of a Mafia called Bangtan, otherwise known as BTS. He is seen as cold hearted towards others, I mean what can you say he kills people for a living, however he's nice to the people he values in life! Jungkook a school boy, shy and innocent, not many friends, Known to be really sweet and kind to people he cares for. However he he can become possessive to the one he loves. What will happen when Tae crosses Jungkook's path.... Just your normal Mafia story with a load of softness If I feel people may be triggered by anything, I have put a notice at the top Sorry for the mistakes as well Completed

How different life would have been for Monty if he had met Winston earlier? This story gives a happy ending to a troubled kid who experienced nothing but violence all his life, and the only one that could see the good side of him arrived too late. Warning: Some chapters contain graphic sexual content and descriptions of violence. Follow me on Instagram @foreverwonty Achieved: #1 - wonty #4 - fix #34 - comingout

* A Wattpad Featured Story* Thought bubbles escape like champagne-scented daydreams if not caught firmly but gently between loving fingers. A simple challenge for an aspiring poet and avid wisher upon stars: make the ephemeral something of tangible substance. Some keep diaries and hide them from the world. Others recount the journey in poetic form, broken and tormented for all to see and to judge. Each day, a new poem is added. Are they mere trinkets, or an assault upon the last bastions of fear? Cover art lovingly created by the talented @lazybrew! Many thanks!