Rachel Nim-the girl who should've died four years ago during the final manhunt, but lived because Jungkook spared her. Cold, calculated, and eerily seductive, Rachel was never ordinary. She's a master of manipulation, a psychological weapon in human form-able to seduce and control minds like a spell. Jungkook once fell under her influence-not out of love, but lust, desire... weakness. Now, she's back. And she's not here for redemption. As Y/N leads her first batch of trainees and Jungkook keeps his distance, the cracks begin to form in the Academy's foundation. The Fab 5 grow suspicious, alliances shift, and all eyes turn to Rachel, the girl who shouldn't be alive. Is she here for revenge, power, or something worse? One thing is clear-the past never stays buried, and this time, the enemy isn't outside the Academy walls. It's already inside.

Y/N never imagined she'd step into a world where survival meant more than just staying alive-it meant becoming someone no one could ever break. The elite academy trains the best of the best: spies, infiltrators, assassins. Only one recruit each year is chosen by the Jeons-the most feared and powerful mafia family in the world. Thrown into a dorm shared with 99 others, each fighting for the same coveted spot, Y/N quickly realizes this is no ordinary training. Rumors swirl about missing cadets, bodies never found, and how failure often means death. Every dorm is overseen by a Jeon representative... and Y/N's dorm got the one and only Jeon Jungkook-cold, calculating, and ruthless. With danger lurking in every corner and betrayal hiding behind every smile, Y/N must decide how far she's willing to go to be chosen. But Jungkook sees something in her. Something dangerous. Something familiar. In this academy, it's not just about being the strongest-it's about not losing who you are in the process.

The moment Jungkook saw the name Y/N Lan in the family history section of the recruit file, his entire body stiffened. No words. No sound. Just the scrape of his chair against the tiled floor as he stood up-abrupt, sharp-and walked out without looking back.

"Three years ago, Kim Y/N walked out of the Kim mansion in disgrace, leaving behind a family that despised her and a brother who had once adored her. No one dared to speak her name-especially not Jeon Jungkook, the cousin who now stood engaged to her best friend. But when their grandmother lies on her deathbed, Y/N's return becomes inevitable. Old wounds resurface, secrets threaten to shatter the fragile peace, and the truth of what really happened that night with Jungkook may destroy them all."

Lee Y/n grew up knowing she was missing something in her life but always but it up to the fact she new she was abandoned as a baby. When she found out about the most well known academy on the outskirts of Seoul, she just had this feeling in every bone in her body telling her she needed to be there. But when she gets there she has no idea what's in store for her, especially after she meets seven very different young men her age. What will become of them?

𝙃𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙬𝙧𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙨𝙪𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙞𝙣.. 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝓙𝓮𝓸𝓷 𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓴𝓸𝓸𝓴 - He was cold but not as ice and a devil in human disguise.....the Devil of the underworld. Merciless, untouchable, feared by many, hated by one. 𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓐𝓿𝓪 - She's not a princess in need of saving-she's the bullet coming for his crown. Fierce, untamed, and reckless with a mouth that could start wars. She doesn't bow to monsters-she burns them. She swore she'd ruin him.. make his life a never-ending nightmare. But Jungkook? He welcomed the chaos with a smirk. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡," 𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙........ "𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙙𝙡𝙮 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣." He shattered her peace. She tore into his world. What began as hate,, soon twisted into something Darker.. Deeper.. Deadlier. In the end, it's not about who wins. 𝓘𝓽'𝓼 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓸 𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓼 𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓼𝓽. "𝙎𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙃𝙀𝙇𝙇 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝘼𝙎 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝙀𝙑𝙄𝙇" •Slow Burn •Enemies to lovers •Mafia romance A JEON JUNGKOOK FANFIC

𝗔𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. ❤︎︎ You gasp when you see a woman lying completely naked on a royal red couch. She looked like a goddess sprawled amidst soft fabrics. Showing off the gorgeous beauty which was her body. Her stunningly long legs rubbing against each other, her waist caving in, full breasts creating a lewd display with her nipples looking perky and hard, her neck--a chic elegance--and her long curls resting on her shoulders. Her face showing a bold fierceness, yet a plush rosy blush. The painting was intrepid and lucidly sensual. At the same time, portraying her as an enigma that is craved for. That is wanted. That is lusted over. The face was so defined, meticulously drawn and painted. For a second, you wished it wasn't so. Cause the woman, painted on the ginormous canvas, was 𝙮𝙤𝙪. You turn around. To find 𝙝𝙞𝙢 looking at you with the same boldness. The same desire he drew you with. Like he wanted you naked for him, and he would take you with everything he could give you. ●●● ➼ This book has some of my best writing, the style is very dynamic and artistic. I write very graphically and try to make the reader experience every moment of falling in love. Him as your dripping-hot, young art teacher. Age gap: 9 years.

"If it can't be mine, it can't be yours either." A story of Elenora Hilton who has to bear numerous losses in her life and ends up in a mental asylum where her psychiatrist, Kim Taehyung, falls in love with her but... This story has more twists than the colors your ex showed you.

"You monster!" she yelled, her voice trembling with rage and desperation. "What did you do to my father?" Taehyung gripped her shoulders and pressed her against the couch, hovering above her. Y/N struggled, cursing him for her father's condition. "Agree to marry me, or he will die," Taehyung said coldly. "You're a heartless monster," Y/N spat, tears streaming down her face. "If you want to save him," Taehyung continued, his voice unyielding, "you need to agree. Your father has been poisoned, and only I have the antidote." Y/N's world shattered at his words. She was trapped, with no choice but to comply with his demands to save her father. The reality of her situation sank in, and she knew she had to agree to his terms, no matter how much she despised him. ~~~ Two souls bounded by hate. Found solace in each other. Dear readers, Welcome to my latest story.and get ready to dwell into the dark Mistry, obsession and dark love story. This tale includes every nerve wrecking scene which will give you shivers till your bones . Happy reading. Started : jul~15~2024 Completed : sep~28~2024

⚠️ || ITS A WORK OF PURE FICTION. THE MENTIONED IDOL HAS NO CONNECTION IN THE FOLLOWING ACT. PLEASE READ ONLY AS ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSE || "I want you to kidnap my best friend big guy!" she snarled as the tall man glared at her. "Get. Lost." he snapped at her. He is cold and ruthless for his mafia persona. She is the charm, the carefree butterfly who wants to fly high. The world only saw him as a cold hearted guy but she melted every cold pieces of him which were as hard as iron. Others noticed those cold eyes which held no mercy for anyone until...she noticed the warmth into those dark chocolate orbs. All of his monsters fell silent as soon as she embrace him in herself and made his once dead heart beat all over again. But... Her sky has it's limit... "I wasn't looking for anything before I met you. But you came like autumn and I fell like leaves do.." he said. "I can't..I can't..we can't..." she whispers against the darkness. Their's is a love which had no sacrifices but limit and he'd cross all the limits to have her and protect her.. Read the full story in : The Mafioso And His Angel. ☕ Genere :: Fluff, angst, slow burn. 🍨 A mafia au. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ✅ DO NOT COPY OR REPOST ⚠️