𝐘/𝐍 I crossed countries chasing a dream inspired by seven boys who saved me from myself. I thought becoming a trainee under HYBE would feel magical. Instead, the man I admired most looked at me with hatred sharp enough to destroy me. But the scariest part? The more he pushed me away... the more his eyes followed me like I already belonged to him. --- Kim Taehyung She was supposed to be another trainee. Another face. Another temporary distraction in my already exhausting life. But then she smiled at someone else, cried alone, ignored me for one second too long- and suddenly I couldn't breathe without knowing where she was. I hated her for making me feel weak. I hated her for becoming my obsession. And I hated myself most for knowing- if she ever tried to leave me... I would ruin us both before letting her go. dont copy my work...dudes 😉

*"Taehyung is getting engaged next month." She ends the call without a word, whispering to the cold city lights: "And just like that... we don't talk anymore." A story of fame, forbidden love, heartbreak, and silence. ---

❝Kim T/n es una estudiante de 18 años que cursa su último año de preparatoria en un ruidoso y humilde barrio de Busan. Hermosa, segura e imponente, siempre ha llamado la atención de hombres poderosos, aunque nunca se ha sentido parte del mundo peligroso en el que se mueven sus amigas, prostitutas de alto nivel que viven rodeadas de lujos gracias a la mafia. Atraída por ese estilo de vida, pero temerosa de su precio, T/n ve su destino cambiar cuando conoce a un hombre imponente, alto, brutalmente atractivo acostumbrado a dominar, a tomar lo que quiere y marcharse sin mirar atrás. Frío y peligroso, un mafioso mujeriego que no cree en el amor y juega con los sentimientos ajenos. Entre el odio y una atracción inevitable, T/n comete el error de involucrarse con él, sin imaginar que ese encuentro marcará su vida para siempre. Un embarazo inesperado la ata a un mundo del que nunca quiso formar parte y la obliga a enfrentar las consecuencias de amar a un mafioso capaz de destruirla... o cambiar por ella❞ ¿podría Jungkook, el mafioso que no ama a nadie, cambiar por ella... y por el hijo que crece en su vientre? • Historia original Kim Evie© • Portada y banner: Kim Evie © • Heterosexual • Historias completamente ficticias • Contenido +18 • No copiarse ni adaptarse sin mi permiso • Lengua sexual y explícito

​"I'll paint you with my blood. Every inch of your skin, red and marked" He burned her world to the ground just to see if she would rise from the ashes. Now, the smoke is starting to choke them both. What started as a calculated game of vengeance has spiraled into a toxic lifeline. He thought he was the architect of her misery, the one who broke her spirit and reshaped it in his image. She became a beautiful, jagged mess-a masterpiece of his own making-fueled by the same hatred that kept him alive. But the cage he built for her is no longer his. New players have entered the arena, and the game has evolved into a war he never prepared for. When the hunter becomes the protector, the lines between obsession and survival blur. In a world where hate is the only currency, keeping her caged is no longer an act of power-it's a death sentence. Happy reading ahead 🍓🍀

[Taehyung] "Ride me tonignt,petal"

"You might be my wife but my heart belongs to her" Jjk ~ "I was so used to your negligence that your desire for me scares me now." Yn ~ He hated her till he bled until he couldn't anymore and faded in her memories Happy Reading Ahead~ Highly Angst

When you went to your grandma's house after resigning from your job and fell in love with the neighbour who is a secret agent. Blurb: "Unit 007, 12-3 Cheonho-ro 7-gil, Gwangjin-gu..." I blabbered out my address to a stranger. "Do you really just tell your address to anyone who helps you?" I heard him as he walked beside me before I shook my head, as a 'no'. "You are the first one," I announced, reaching the night pole before balancing the side of my arm on it along with my temple. I started at his chest, covered in a black t- shirt. "Why me?" He asked, and I glanced at his lips for a second before looking ahead of me. "Because you are a good boy." I heard his footsteps getting closer to me. "And so are you, Ms. 007." I chuckled at the nickname before asking, "How so?" I closed my eyes, tired and intoxicated. "I saw you helping the other girl from a creep back in the club." He declared. I opened my half-closed eyes, my head turning to him. "You noticed too much." I declared, making him chuckle as he shrugged his shoulders. "But I am not a good boy as you see me, Ms. 007." Trying to open my eyes, my gaze met him as his deep voice reached me. He was leaning toward my eye level, staring through me. I could feel the heat rushing through my cold cheeks; his lips were a few inches apart, aligning mine. Blinking at him while staring into his eyes, I gulped. But he didn't waver even a bit. "Are you trying to threaten me?" I asked, my voice stiff yet sore. "Guess." He muttered as I squinted my eyes, trying to read through his eyes that were playfully staring into me, but he was serious. "No, you are just warning me of the consequences of mistaking you for a good boy..." I muttered as the words came out dimly, but I watched his eyes turn amused the next second. I gazed down at his lips before looking back into his eyes, and noticed his eyes dipping onto my lips before meeting mine again. "Correct." He declared as I raised my brows, taking pride in myself.

𝐀 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 ❛ HE TORE HER APART, UNTIL SHE WAS HIS TO CLAIM ❜ ━ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. ❜ 18+| contains mature and triggering content. ©𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑_𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐅𝐒

"I WANT TO TEAR YOUR SKIN AND MARK YOU AS MY SLUT" Some deep wounds with devastated memories as you both linger on each other's essence. A Hateful journey that brought nothing but pain, his Hate was greater than the love itself. Hating you till his every breath and making you suffer was the only deed he did in his life Hating every breath of you, he crumbled you under his hate all the time not knowing what the future holds for you both. When this game of hate will Halt? Will he realize his feelings before it's too late because the game he created doesn't just include himself but some more players Happy reading ahead ~