Family Vs. Twins Decide based on what you like the most!

When Jungkook was dragged across the country to L.A. to live with his mom's new husband and his son, the last thing he expected was for his stepbrother to be off-limits. Least of all, he never imagined he'd find himself tempted by the forbidden.

They called him cursed. Born without a wolf, Jeon Jungkook spent his entire life being treated as worthless. After losing his mother, he was betrayed by his own family, mocked by his pack, and rejected by the one destined to be his mate. To them, he was nothing more than a broken omega. But fate had hidden the truth. A forgotten bloodline. An ancient secret. A power that vanished cent is the one destined to change the world.

"It is hard. It's damn hard to live when the only thing you want is to die. " Kim Taehyung is a talented agent with an extremely strong character. He manages to overcome any obstacle and get through the most terrible missions. He manages to find all the puzzle pieces each time, forming the whole immediately afterwards. But when he has to take part in one of the most difficult and ugly missions he has ever had, he realizes that sometimes the unpredictable can knock on anyone's door. And for him, that "unpredictable" wore a pair of black, bare eyes, a weak, lost voice, and a broken heart that was drowning in his soul.

🍁 After heartbreak, after separation... love still finds its way home. Years after a quiet divorce tore them apart, Jungkook and Taehyung are brought together again-by fate, by family, and by the daughter they both love. Healing is not easy. But between soft mornings, courtroom battles, and whispered forgiveness, they rediscover the kind of love that never really left. A story of second chances, fatherhood, and finding your way back to the one who always felt like home. ---- TAEKOOK FF ✨ TOP :: KIM TAEHYUNG BOTTOM :: JEON JUNGKOOK

Kim Taehyung had it all-power, wealth, and a life that seemed perfectly under control. Jeon Jungkook had almost nothing but silence, pain, and a heart weighed down by speech disorder, where every word felt like a battle. It was meant to be someone else's wedding. A name was changed at the very last moment. And suddenly, they were bound in a marriage neither of them had wanted. Forced together by circumstances, Taehyung finds himself tied to someone he never chose-a quiet, fragile soul whose voice shakes with every word, yet holds a depth of feeling few ever notice. What starts as indifference slowly begins to change, as silence starts to mean more and the distance between them begins to disappear. In a world where one was always chosen and the other never was, fate begins to unfold a story of unspoken feelings, growing tension, and a love neither of them saw coming. Not every vow is made by choice... but some are meant to change everything. 🤍

The storm lashed against the windows, rain drumming like a warning. A soft knock echoed at the door. Jungkook froze. Through the glass, he saw a tall shadow-still, imposing-radiating quiet power. His wolf stirred, a low, uneasy growl trembling in his chest. "Wh-who are you...?" His voice was barely audible over the storm. A lighter flickered in the darkness, briefly illuminating sharp features. The faint alpha scent slithered into his senses-commanding, undeniable. Then the voice came. Low. Calm. Dangerous. "Kim Taehyung." ___________________________________________ Secrets hide behind warm smiles and familiar faces. Jungkook's world is fragile-woven with fear, unanswered questions, and wounds that refuse to heal. And then there's him. Kim Taehyung. Dangerous. Magnetic. Impossible to ignore. Some truths heal. Some truths destroy. ************************************************* This fanfiction is inspired by a novel. While the concept may be familiar, the plot and character dynamics have been reimagined in my own way. I hope you enjoy it just the way it is.

In the mighty Ravena Empire, built upon bloodlines and war cries, two names ruled the whispers of courts and camps alike. Jeon Jungkook, the Crown Prince. The youngest son of Emperor Jeon Jaehyun and Empress Jeon Li Hyuna. A vision born of grace and fire. With shoulder length brown locks cascading like silk, eyes as soft as a doe's but sharper than any blade, and cheeks flushed like rose petals kissed by snow, he was a divine sight. They called him the Goddess Reborn for his ethereal beauty and the celestial calm that surrounded him. But make no mistake. Jungkook was not delicate. Behind that porcelain face was a mind sharpened by politics, music, dance and war. He knew how to smile at nobles and slit a traitor's throat without dirtying his own hands. A dominant soul hidden in heavenly form. And then there was Kim Taehyung The Royal Commander. The King of War. A man born of iron and raised by war itself. Unflinching. Commanding. Cold. A soldier's god, a noble's fear. He never bowed unless it was to the crown or to him. Never smiled unless required, never showed softness-even when his heart ached for a prince far out of reach. He obeyed no man. Except the one who looked like a fallen star and ordered like a god. A prince who commands without raising his voice. A warrior who submits only when love demands. In a kingdom where bloodlines bind and desire is a dangerous game, can a love between steel and silk? •••••••••••••••••••••

--- Ruin does not arrive loudly. It settles in unpaid debts, sleepless nights, and a marriage that survives only out of habit. For ten years, Taehyung has endured-working himself thin for a love that no longer exists, sharing a home with a spouse who has already moved on. He is tired in ways rest cannot fix, loyal in ways that hurt him, and too gentle to ask for more. Jungkook arrives after the damage is done. Young, wealthy, and dangerously patient, he sees Taehyung not as broken, but empty-a space waiting to be filled. What begins as help slowly becomes presence. What feels like care tightens into control. Jungkook does not rush love; he claims it quietly, certain that some things are meant to be his. As truths surface and the past finally collapses, Taehyung steps out of ruin-and Jungkook gets everything he wanted. Almost. Because love does not always crown the one who reaches first. Sometimes, it softens him instead. This is a story about devotion that rots before it blooms, power that shifts in silence, and a boy who came to possess-only to learn how to belong. After ruin, petals still fall. And some are finally held. -- Soft top taehyung & power bottom Jungkook

Jeon Jungkook was only nineteen when he married South Korea's most powerful man. Kim Taehyung - thirty-two, cold, quiet, unreadable. He never held Jungkook like he should be treated... Never smiled at him. Never acted like a husband should. But Jungkook didn't mind. He didn't need the warmth. He just needed him. He followed Taehyung like a shadow - pouty, clingy, hopelessly in love - even when all he got in return was silence. Because to Jungkook, Taehyung wasn't a monster. He was his monster. And that was enough.