"Keep walking away from me," he challenges, voice a low rumble. "And I'll have you bent over right here." ~~~~~ Jeon Jungkook 𝟏𝟖𝟎𝟎'𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐀𝐔. Royal. Witty. Dark Romance. Enemies to enemies to enemies, then finally, after a few light years--to lovers. started: december 2024 finished: july 2025 © bubbletaeu 2025

She moves into a new appartment. He's stuck. No one can see him. But she can. Jungkook/OC Rom-Com #64 in fanfiction 26/5/2020 #1 in romcom #2 in jeongguk #23 in btsfanfic #31 in bts 7/29/2020 #1 in ghost 25/6/2020

"You think I'm short?" I ask, smirking up at him through my lashes. "Then put some inches in me, why don't you?" ~~~~~~~ Jeon Jungkook 𝐁𝐎𝐗𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐔 + Enemies to lovers (hardcore enemies) + Romcom Cover image by lvssx.69 on tiktok **images in the book are not owned by me-credits to rightful owners started: march 2024 finished: december 2024 © bubbletaeu 2024

"Our souls are so in love but our humans keep getting in the way." A runaway bride looking for her soulmate ends up with seven men under one roof. What do you think happens when she catches one of them singing the same serenade Cupid assigned to her soulmate? 'Oh did you expect me to play fair?' Cupid laughed. 'I'm the god of love, I'm never fair.' "STRONG AND MATURE CONTENT" Do not proceed if not comfortable. Do not copy or rephrase this work as plagiarism is a crime. Feel free to comment and tell me your ideas and ratings for my book. I am always pleasured to find readers interested and active to support and analyze my writings. Thank You :) ©justakookielover

❝Stop judging me so hard, Mr. Jeon. People have 𝘴𝘦𝘹. Get over it!❞ "I'm not judging you; I'm judging him," his dark voice went traveling down your sweet panties. "He came in two minutes." "So?" Hot embarrassment. That's what is on your face. "I can fuck way better than that." He casually cleaned his firearm before putting it back in the holster. His formal shirt stretched over his muscular pecs, the on-guard position, and his always attentive eyes. Your bodyguard's sex appeal ran miles, and you had never not noticed. He made you feel hot. One wrong move from anyone towards you, and he looked like he would break and skewer limbs. You felt so...𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙. So cared for. So his. "No one cares about how you fuck," you shoot back. He drops his eyes, a swishing glance at your body. Emotions hardly betrayed his face. He assessed me like he could see my body and feel me. Break down the actions of my young body and read them like an open book. "Your nipples tell a different story, babydoll."

|𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐆| ❝Careful, or I might start to enjoy this.❞ ━━━━━━━༻𝓟･𝓑࿔━━━━━━━ When a diplomat's daughter gets kidnapped, one of her captors begins to question everything. As they grow closer, trust feels impossible, and love becomes just as dangerous as the world they're trapped in. ˣ ˣ ˣ ⚠️ +𝟷𝟾 | 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚄𝙳𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 ⚠️

❝You're never going to be my wife. Never going to be anything close to my Michae. You're just a fucking babysitter for Seol. Don't forget that,❞ he growled, pinning her down with a slewing glare. "Get out of my room." She quivered softly, her doe eyes blinking. "B-But didn't we marry?" Her tiny hands tightened on her plushie. "Marriage doesn't mean dogshit to me." He started pushing her out of his room because there was no way he was letting this freak sleep in here. Crazy childish bitch. "Issok, I'll make Seol a big good girl like me, then you'll like me too, Jungkookie." She grinned, innocent to his hate, and pressed an adorable kiss on his cheeks. "Wanna play-" He harshly shoved her out before she could finish and slammed the room's door shut. Stumbling, her cute little figure fell on the ground and her tushie hurt. "Ow! So mean. Hmph, I don wanna play wichyu too!" She stomped up and went to the other room while clutching on to the plushie for moral support. ... Jeon Jungkook finds himself in the trickiest situation of his life when his family falls in love with a 22 year old woman, who has little space syndrome, and selects her as his second wife. All he can muster up is hate and disgust when he looks at her. No doubt she is amazing with his daughter Seol. That didn't mean she was getting a space in his heart or actually be his wife. She happens to be the sweetest, kindest and adorable death to him, and a beam of sunlight in his bleak dark life. Whatever he had touched had broken down, now she was gifting her joyful touch to it and bringing it back to life. Against his wishes, she was playing with the strings of his heart too easily, without a single clue of being so effortlessly beautiful inside-out. In this unknowing whirl of bringing things back to life, she might have also touched Jungkook's heart and it was coming back alive. For her. Was this the start of falling in love all over again? Why was his cold-heart starting to beat yet again?

possessive papi manipulative master daddy jeon ╰┈➤ jeon jungkook ✧.* ╰┈➤ smut oneshots ✧.* ╰┈➤ kids don't interact✧.*

❝You mean, both of us can get benefit out of this thing?❞ "That's literally the reason people call it FWB," he sighs, tired with your innocent ramblings. "FWB?" You question, confused. Shrouding your smirk behind the tilt of your head, you continue acting oblivious. "Friends-with-benefits, you know that, don't you?" The lines on his forehead show how bothered he was by this. Everyone your age ought to know friends-with-benefits, right? "That's really a lot considering you don't even treat me as a proper friend. Can't it be called something more simple? I don't want to feel like I'm taking benefit of somebody. We can call it sex exchange? Or sexchange?" You smile proudly, coming up with it on the spot. He remains numb, staring dead ahead like always. The familiar expression of his coldness replaces his handsome features once again. So cold, a learned shudder passes down your spine. He's a snowman, he's an iceberg, always so fucking cold. Your insides prick when the expression replaces the rare mood of him wanting to talk. Talking with him is no different than talking to an inanimate object. "Fine, sexchange." "So, you agree? You'll dat- fake date me?" "I'll fuck you. That's it." *** ➼ mature content. ➼ smuts, angst, fluff, love, softness, jealousy and a cold jungkook who can fuck you harder than he hurts you.

you stare at the crazed, hungry beast before you, eyes brimming with appetite for your human body. his demon persuasions were so cold yet soul-breaking, restraint slipped out of your fingers like sand. what hurt and turned you on even more was that the gorgeous incubus transformed itself into your step-brother with every new blink of your eyes. he was smirking, he knew you were like a thirsty maiden in the sahara. he fucking knew how you always wanted your step-brother to fuck you like one of his sluts. ruthless, hard and dirty. "jeongguk..." you choked, going ahead to touch it's waxy flesh. "baby sis, is this what you wanted? me to brutally fuck your slicky cunny?" the crude whisper wasn't the demon's voice anymore, it was jeongguk's. your body convulsed into submission instantly, too instantly. "please, gukkie. need you so bad." 》》》♡《《《 》 mature content. 》oneshot