LOVE... isn't always kind. it doesn't arrive when you're ready- and it doesn't stay the way you need it to. sometimes, it asks you to wait when your heart is already tired... to let go, while your fingers are still holding on. and still- you love. quietly, helplessly... even when it breaks you.

Highest ranks: #1 in #Zombieoutbreak #1 in #Fanfiction #1 in #BTS #1 in #JungkookFF ----- Description After losing contact with your mother, you leave for an unknown island called Toshima in hopes of getting some information about the sudden disappearance. There.... You'll meet Captain Jeon Jungkook, leader of an elite Korean military unit, and together you will fight against an invisible enemy. A deadly virus. -------- #virus_out_break_story

Jungkook despised disruptions in his life, knowing well that, "Even the smallest disruptions can crack the hardest armor." -•|•- ~Tropes~ • Cold x clumsy • CEO x assistant

"He was a prisoner in chains. I was a bride in disguise. And together, we were the empire's newest gamble." When Heeyul steps into the Jeon mansion seeking help, she doesn't realize she's walking straight into the heart of danger - a world ruled by power, bloodlines, and silent wars disguised as alliances. The Jeons promise protection, but nothing in their world is ever free. One command, one deal, and she's forced into a marriage that ties her fate to Jeon Jungwoo - the most dangerous name whispered in the underworld. A man bound by handcuffs, yet powerful enough to break her in every way that matters. Between impossible choices, shifting loyalties, and Jungwoo's unreadable eyes - Heeyul learns that love isn't the opposite of power. Sometimes, it's the deadliest form of it. Because in the Ganglife, affection can be a weapon...and every promise demands a sacrifice. ⚠︎Mafia | Dark Romance | Power Struggle | Betrayal | Action & Desire

Married to one of the most powerful mafia kings, Y/N lives a life bound by loyalty, rules, and a love that was never truly hers to choose. But everything changes the moment Jeon Jungkook sees her. Cold. Ruthless. Untouchable. Jungkook is a man who takes what he wants-and what he wants... is her. She belongs to his enemy. She wears another man's ring. She is completely off limits. And yet, he can't stay away. What begins as a dangerous fascination turns into a dark obsession, pulling Y/N into a world where desire defies loyalty, and love becomes a battlefield between two kings. Because in the mafia... you don't just steal power. You steal people. And Jungkook is ready to risk everything-war, blood, and his own empire-just to make her his. Even if she was never meant to be his in the first place.

Muheon- KING JEON AU [Joseon Era] Angst. Lust. Power. And a crown that never felt heavier. She was the queen, they forced into his bed. He was the king who broke rules for war and for her. But in a palace full of eyes, love becomes a battlefield. And hearts? Just another weapon. ___________________________________ They were childhood sweethearts turned royalty - a love the people admired, but the palace conspired against. From the moment she crossed the threshold as the Queen of Joseon, her body became a vessel of expectation. Every week, she was forced into intimate rituals - a private ceremony that demanded nothing but the production of an heir. Noble men and women would stand guard outside their chamber, whispering ancient rules "Do not speak. Do not touch. Do not love - just conceive." But he, the King, only loved. He followed every royal command but refused one - to take another wife. "Only she," he said. "Or I deny to rule" Yet guilt tore her apart. Every moon that passed without a child made her feel like a shadow draped in silk. Muheon is a story of forbidden intimacy, bold rebellion, and a love that risks everything to rewrite the rules written in stone. In a palace built on heirs and duty, can love survive without legacy? ___________________________________ © Katlynchim Achievements : #1 on #btssmuts #3 on #sexualtheme #1 on #jeonjungkook #1 on #joseon

She was never meant to be the bride. On the day of the wedding, Lee Sana disappears-leaving behind nothing but a letter... and a scandal that could destroy her family. With no time and no choice, her younger sister is forced to take her place. One dress. One lie. One man who should never be deceived. Jeon Jungkook doesn't forgive betrayal. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. And now-married to the wrong woman. What was meant to be temporary becomes something far more dangerous when he decides one thing- If she dared to ruin his name... He'll ruin her life. #1 jeonjungkook #1 jeongguk #1 bts #1 fyp #1 jungkook

The woods were silent, cloaked in mist and mystery. Twigs cracked beneath his boots as Jeon Jungkook walked with calculated steps, the chill of the forest matching the cold in his eyes. But something shifted-an instinct sharpened by years of distrust. He halted. There was someone behind him. In a blink, he turned and slammed the figure against a tree, one hand gripping the collar while the other drew a gleaming pocket knife from his coat. Its blade kissed the soft skin of the person's throat-threatening, precise, unflinching. His cold gaze met wide, terrified eyes. It was her. But he didn't move. His expression remained carved in stone-emotionless and cruel. The knife stayed near her neck as his breath hitched, not from shock, but from something darker. "Why the f*ck are you following me?" he growled, his voice low and venom-laced. "I-I... y-young m-master, I-I was a-afraid t-to stay there a-alone... t-that's why I f-followed y-you..." she stammered, her voice trembling like the rest of her. Fear shimmered in her eyes-but he didn't care. He didn't flinch. Instead, with no warning, no mercy, he leaned in and crashed his lips onto hers-rough, demanding, and overpowering. It wasn't love. It wasn't gentle. It was a storm. prince x maid

''Who is Mr. Do not answer?'' My friend Chanhee asked as she looked at my phone lighting up. I sighed annoyed just thinking about the caller. ''My husband.....Jeon Jungkook'' I answered and her face instantly turned into regret, for asking such a thing.

❝What's mine stays mine. Not fate, not time-no one can take it from me.❞