"Or at least get one fuck buddy, so you're not bringing random men in here and making me cook for them." "You're my chef. You're getting paid to cook for me and whomever I ask you to cook for. What's your problem with it?" A small smile creeps into his face. "My problem," he leans forward to mumble into your ear. "Is that you should be sleeping with someone who can actually satisfy you. Not someone who gets off, leaves you unfinished, and expects to be served food afterwards without doing their job. My problem is that you should be sleeping with me." ... A Kim Seokjin fanfiction about Jin being your personal chef. *this contains sex, cuss words, and possibly some drinking. If any of these things offend you, please don't read* 18+ only ©️All Rights Reserved jxngkookisdaddy 2020 RANKS: #1 kimseokjin 12/20/20, 12/25/20, 12/26/20 #1 btsseokjin 2/24/22, 3/15/23, 5/4/23 #1 btsjimin 3/25/21 #1 jin 8/2/21 #1 seokjin 8/2/21 #2 fanfiction 3/8/22 #1 btssmut 4/8/22, 4/9/22 #1 yoongi 4/28/22 #2 ksj 7/1/23 #1 Seokjinxreader 1/8/24 #2 btsjin 9/30/24 #2 jinxreader 8/25/24 STARTED: 2/14/20 ENDED: 5/15/21

༄ Dream is the lead guitarist in a band, George is just a boy who happens to be the one Dream falls for. Little does George know this isn't the first time he's ever encountered the man he will slowly come to love. - tws/cws at the start of each chapter !! :) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED please ask for permission before attempting to repost/ use/ make new works/ with any content from this book. please contact me to discuss further through tiktok - @amymayfarrell_ instagram - @amymayfarrell

{SEQUEL TO MALIGNANT AND HIDEAWAY} MATURE READ! (18+) "Lay one finger on my daughter and I'll have you destroyed before the hours up." Harry and Amelia were ready to start the rest of their lives together, but what happens when the demons of his past hold them back? (BOOK 3/3) COMPLETED #1 in harrystyles #1 in onedirection ALL RIGHTS RESERVED @happydays1d/// CONTAINS VULGAR LANGUAGE, VIOLENCE, SEXUAL CONTENT. READ AT OWN RISK///

Don't you call her baby. We're not talking lately. Don't you call her what you used to call me... A story in which a girl who writes songs falls in love with the boy who sings them. "Color...What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams." - Paul Gauguin. DO NOT PRINT MY BOOKS! *TW: story contains mature topics such as mental abuse, PTSD, minor drug usage, and minor sexual content.*

*Story Contains Mature and Explicit Content* [COMPLETED] "Strangers in the dark can change your life in the light." "As I reach the front door I can't help the same question swimming around in my mind, what could possibly be on all of those tapes?" ----- Preview: "You wanna try and be my medicine Abby?" he asks with a deep testing tone, keeping his voice quiet. "I can try" I breathe out as I gulp when his grip tightens "Try me" His hand slides up my throat, his long fingers wrapping tight around my jaw "That's what you really want?" I nod, as I sigh out a shallow yes, and I see every muscle in his body tense, as he wets his lips; hoarsely murmuring his next sentence like its his last try at making me change my mind. "I'm dangerous Abby, this is your last chance, tried to warn you" My stomach twists and knots, as I use every ounce of bravery I have. "Prove it then" ----- Book Started : DEC 2018 - COMPLETED MAY 2019