I cupped her face. "Smile." When she realized that I was dead serious, she tried her best to form a smile. "You have an alluring smile." I ran my thumb along her lower lip. "But do you know what's more beautiful than that?" I tilted my head observing her defiant expression before I said, "Your tears." ⚬─────────✧─────────⚬ What if falling in love with the abuser was never an option? ⚬─────────✧─────────⚬ trigger warning: SA ( and no description, normalization, justification or glorification of it ) ִ ࣪𖤐

A child marriage they never asked for. A future they never expected. She was just 13, he was 15, when their fates were bound by family and tradition. He walked away. She waited. Now she's 18, finally sent to live with the husband she barely knows... And he's 20, more distant, more bitter, and completely uninterested. To him, she's invisible. To her, he's everything she was promised-but never had. Will the boy who left ever become the man who stays? Can a marriage born in silence... ignite into something real? Child Marriage Hate-to-Love Invisible-to-Irresistible Forced Proximity / Living Together "Touch Her and You Die" Vibes Possessive Jealousy Slow Burn Obsession

Jeon Jungkook, a notorious billionaire with charm that could captivate anyone, has been married to Y/N for several years. From the outside, their marriage seems perfect-lavish dinners, public appearances, and the warmth they show to each other. However, cracks start to form in their seemingly unbreakable bond when Y/N discovers a truth she wasn't ready to face: Jungkook's infidelity. --- #11 jungkookfanfic (20/10) #2 fanficromance (1/11) #1 cheater (18/01) #5 jungkok (2/02) #6 jungkookfanfic (2/02)

#2 in fanfiction🏅 𝗔 𝗠𝗔𝗙𝗜𝗔 𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗥𝗢𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗘 '𝘼𝙨 𝙇𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙎𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙎𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣' Kim Y/n was meant to be a leverage, an arranged bride offered to the Korea's most dangerous underboss. She was never meant to matter. Just a name on a contract, a necessary alliance. Jeon Jungkook doesn't want a wife. Especially not a Kim's princess. He wanted control, power, and the space to build his tech empire while serving as underboss of Bangtan. He lives in the shadows, haunted by a dark past and darker alter ego. Marriage was meant to be a business move. Nothing more. Kim Y/n wasn't what he expected. A Kim princess and tech heiress, she should have been spoiled, shallow, and silent. Instead, she's warm, bright, and fearless-a woman who paints fairytales and sees the good in even the darkest hearts. She unsettles him. She softens him. She sees the monster inside him... and loves him anyway. When the sweet, bookish girl dares to love the monster inside him, everything fractures. Now he's torn between the war he was raised for... And the light he was never meant to touch. He'll protect her. Love her. Worship her. And if the world tries to take her...he'll burn it to the ground. •┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•

She wanted one cigarette. He took her entire world. Y/N Norris was born into power, trained to be untouchable. But a single midnight mistake puts her face-to-face with Seoul's most dangerous man, Jeon Jungkook. Cold-blooded. Brilliant. Unbeaten. And the last person you ever want to owe anything. He could've taken her life. Instead, he took her. Now, she's locked in a war of wills, his ring on her finger, his rules in her ear, and his eyes always watching. Jungkook doesn't want peace. He wants control. Of her body, her loyalty, and worst of all... her heart. But Y/N was never taught how to surrender. And he was never used to someone who fights back. In a city ruled by shadows, where love is a weapon and power is the only currency, one thing is certain: She was never meant to be his bride. But he's already decided-she will be his queen. ⚠︎Dark Romance | Possessive Male Lead | Enemies to Lovers | BTS Fanfic | BTS x Reader | Forced Marriage | Power Play | Obsession & Desire

​"Please-I just-I want to go home-please-" ​Her voice cracked, dissolving into incoherent sobs, fragments of a life that no longer belonged to her. She begged until her throat was raw, pleading for a mercy that Adam didn't seem to possess. But as the days blur into a terrifying dependency, the nightmare begins to shift. ​Locked in a battle of wills, Elara finds herself fighting something more dangerous than Adam's control: her own traitor heart, beating for the man who broke her.

"P-p-please.." My voice was a jagged, stuttering mess. I frantically clawed at the basement floor, trying to scramble backward, but my limbs were shaking too violently to find traction. Tears cut through the dirt on my face as I stared up at his towering silhouette. "I-I-I'm sorry... I-I p-promise, ! D-don't do this, p-p-please!" Adrien stood completely unhurried, his sapphire eyes dead and hollow. His violence wasn't a fit of rage; it was a cold, calculated execution. He stepped forward, pinning my left leg flat against the concrete with his crushing weight, and brought a solid iron rod down directly onto my kneecap. Crack. An explosive, white-hot agony shattered my mind. I let out a blood-curdling shriek that bounced violently off the walls, my entire body convulsing. "A-A-Adrien! S-st-stop! I-I'm b-begging you!" I screamed, sobbing so hard I choked. Without a word, he lifted the rod again and shattered my right kneecap. I collapsed onto the freezing floor, my teeth clicking violently from the absolute shock. Before I could pass out, Adrien knelt over my trembling form. He shattered a thick sheet of glass against the table, holding a razor-sharp shard in his gloved hand. "You forgot whose name you carry, my dear," he whispered softly. "Let's make sure you remember." He pressed the jagged glass deep into the bare skin of my shoulder blade. I shrieked, my body locking into a rigid line as he began to deliberately engrave his name into my flesh. TRIGGER WARNING‼️‼️ This book is not ordinary dark romance novel . It contains sensitive themes , abuse , sexual assaults , murder and what not. READ WITH CAUTION ‼️‼️

The room is heavy with silence, broken only by her quiet sobs as she sits inside a cold iron cage, her trembling fingers wrapped around the bars while tears slip endlessly down her face. Footsteps echo through the room and stop right in front of her, a shadow falling over the cage. She slowly lifts her gaze, only to find him already watching her. He bends down, his hand slipping through the bars as he cups her cheek, his thumb brushing away her tears, slow and deliberate. "Crying again?" he murmurs."You still don't understand, do you... my canary?" He tilts her face upward, not letting her look away, his grip steady, leaving no space for escape. "This cage isn't your punishment," he says quietly. "It's your place." His fingers press slightly firmer against her skin, holding her there as his gaze lingers, deep and possessive. "And you..." his voice lowers, darker now, "were never meant to leave it." He leans closer, his forehead resting against hers, his breath brushing faintly against her skin as his thumb continues its slow movement along her cheek. A faint smile settles on his lips as he looks at her, quiet, certain... like he's finally claimed something that was always his. "My beautiful canary," he whispers. ________________________________________ Warning ⚠️🔞: This story contains dark themes such as forced marriage, obsession, manipulation, jealousy, violence, blood, toxic relationships, and 18+ mature scenes.

It was my foolishness that i desired kim taehyung who way out of my league, but the biggest mistake was thinking that finally my dream came true but i ended up lossing my life and the only child i could have in this lifetime. Whom I thought as my knight in shining Armor turned out a devil in disguise~ YN Only I have the right to give her pain, I fucking don't care about anything or anyone else .she was, is and will be mine. She has to come back to me .Nobody can snatch her away from me not even her ownself. I don't like the idea of her being exposed to the world for everyone's eyes only I have that right. If anyone ever tried to take her away from me then be ready to dragged through hell and face wrath of devil himself ~KIM TAEHYUNG What happened that turned yn world upside down? Will taehyung would be able to win yn back? How will Guinevere gonna succeed in her evil plans, or is it time for karma to hit back hard ? 《And yes, you all this story is gonna get quite toxic and dark .taehyung is not a soft or gentleman character here, so if you don't like such stuffs pls leave. I already warned you 》

Genre : Psychological Thriller "Who the f*ck are you". He yelled and a sense of dread washed over her as Taehyung rose slowly gripping a heavy metal axe while staring at the couple in front him. Fear gripped her heart as he instilled terror in every soul present there. Taehyung climbed three stairs and his footsteps echoed in the silent hall. He stood in front of the man who was shorter than him but was hiding the woman behind him holding her hand behind his back. Taehyung loomed over him as his stature towered them, casting a shadow of intimidation. His eyes were chillingly intense, holding a darkness that was unfathomable. Even though the man was trying to intimidate Taehyung, Taehyung's scary demeanor and the axe in his hand was making him sweat. Taehyung blinked slowly looking down at the man who clenched his jaw while fear was noticeable in his tensed form. Taehyung smirked slightly and trailed his eyes back to her, fixating on her trembling form while silent tears streamed down her face, she was unable to meet his gaze but ground slipped under her feet as those sinister words slipped out of his mouth in a calm tone. "I told you, I'll slit apart who will try to take you away from me........My love" _______________________________________ ll Book 2 of Ephialtes ll viewers discretion advised ©️ : ficneont ⚠️ warning : Not suitable for sensitive readers due to disturbing concept. Content : violence, blood, torture, mental illness, love, romance, abuse, trauma, drugs, strong language, explicit scenes