6.000 words ✔️ Surrounded by your fellow ARMY at the concert, no one suspects that the real show will take place later - in Hobi's bedroom. ＣＯＮＴＥＮＴＳ ＆ ＴＲＩＧＧＥＲＳ ◆ Sexual Content ◆ Sex / Masturbation ◆ Foul Language / Swearing ◆ Graphic Descriptions

Introduction Kim Taehyung is 28 years old and the powerful leader of BTS, a dangerous mafia group. He is cold, ruthless, and feared by everyone. He never shows emotions and never lets anyone get close to him. To him, love is just a weakness. Min Yn is 18 and has suffered all her life. Her adoptive parents abused her, leaving her broken and depressed. She has no one to care for her and no hope for a better life. They come from different worlds. He is powerful and feared, while she is fragile and lost. When their paths cross, will he destroy her even more? Or will she be the one to change him?

7 guys, 1 girl, 1 date - simple right? "How do I manage to get myself into positions like this?" I whine "Because you can never say no to us" *STORY CONTAINS SMUT & LANGUAGE SOME MAY FIND OFFENSIVE*

Sapphire is so different to any other woman I've ever been attracted to and not just because she's a cam girl and I have to pay to see her *Mature Content*

Finally after 8 weeks of marriage Hoseok and I are finally about to embark on our honeymoon. A week on a cruise out at sea with no distractions, no work, no hectic schedules sounds like bliss. That is until we realise this is no normal cruise and our week of relaxation takes a turn towards the unexpected.

A selection of one shot smuts. CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT © All Rights Reserved sweet_night_whispers 2023-2024

Jenn and Jung Kook are best friends, that is until one drunken night when Jenn confesses to the wrong person "Do you want to know another secret? I-I think I'm in love with him"

A pale wisp of steam curled into the night, rising like smoke from the crimson pool on the frozen ground. I glanced at Jungkook, his breath steady in the biting air, his gloved hand slipping casually back into his pocket. Beside us, the bodies lay still, as if the chill had settled not just into their skin but their very souls. The Agency always said this was for the greater good-a phrase polished and hollow, just enough to fit snugly into our minds when we signed up all those years ago. They call me Kya (pronounced Kia)-Jeon Kya, though most have given up on pronouncing it right, so KJ will do. And my husband, Jungkook, well... we're a tag team, a unit built on timing and precision. Our work isn't the kind you talk about over coffee. We've spent a decade slipping in and out of places most people would fear to even dream of, working for faceless voices that promised a righteous cause. But things have changed. Lately, Jungkook's been... different. Restless. A shade I don't recognize clouding his gaze. It was only a matter of time before the cracks started to show, and tonight, here, amidst the frozen night and cooling blood, feels like the true beginning-the start of something we never saw coming. And now, the only thing we're certain of? We're running.