Professor. Student. Fiancé. Forbidden art and deeper sins inked between desire and duty. Jungkook has always lived in his quiet world of sketchbooks and soft insecurities. An art major with a blush too quick to rise and curiosity he never dares to voice. Until Professor Kim Taehyung steps into the lecture hall. He's everything Jungkook isn't-commanding, eloquent, confident. Engaged. Off-limits. But from the first stolen glance, something inside Jungkook unravels. He paints Taehyung's silhouette in secret. He listens to his voice with too much hunger. He stays back after class for the attention he should never crave. And Taehyung? He notices. Behind his calm exterior and polished fiancé, there's a man slowly being pulled under by a boy's innocence. Jungkook's brattiness, his pouty stares, his shy temptations. One mistake, one touch, and the line is crossed-again, and again. But secrets can't stay hidden forever.

𝐀 𝐒𝐌𝐔𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ꒰ᐢ.𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨.ᐢ꒱ 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ🐝་༘࿐ A collection of short stories and oneshots brimming with love, lust, passion and devotion where your deepest darkest fantasies come to life {to be read when horny but alone} 18+| contains mature content ©revvvraaaz

"Please... Jungkook... I-I'm sorry," Taehyung whimpered, his eyes brimming with tears. "You'll learn to obey me, Butterfly," Jungkook's words dripped with toxicity, sending a shiver down Taehyung's spine. "Jungkook, what are you going to do?" Taehyung's voice quivered, his breaths heavy and uneven. "And who are you to question me, you worthless slut? Don't you dare call me Jungkook. Where are your manners?" Jungkook's tone dripped with disdain, his eyes flashing with dominance. "Ahh... sorry, master, b-but please don't hurt me," Taehyung's words faltered, his body trembling with fear. "Don't worry, pet. I won't hurt you. I'll just enjoy watching you squirm as I punish you," Jungkook's voice was laced with sadistic pleasure, sending shivers down Taehyung's spine. ::; top kook!¡bottom tae ::; age gap ::; smut warning ::; slightly BDSM

#2 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 To all the people who thought no one could read their masked emotions. .⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆. .⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆. "GET. THE. FUCK. OUT. OF. MY. HOUSE." The heavy voice of Abhishek Malhotra echoed in the room, and I flinched but didn't let it come to notice. I whispered, "Do you know what is the biggest regret of my life is?" "Falling for a sadistic bastard like you." And I left." .⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆. .⋆｡⋆˚｡⋆｡˚｡⋆. Ps- Read the extended Prologue from below.

𝘽𝙤𝙤𝙠 1 𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣 Ayaan Malhotra 25-years-old young man He is ruthless business man.he is rude,arrogant,bossy but at the same time he is handsome,sexy man ladies drool over him The business would call him "The devil" however,when its comes to his Maya,his heart melts and he is very protective when it comes to her he can burn the world for her. Maya singhani 23-year-old. A strong, confident, beautiful and hardworking woman ceo of singhani's company she is princess of her family she get what she wants! she only listen to one and only Ayaan Malhotra her best friend. Peek in to their love story to see what will happen.

[18+ WARNING] Agegap Smut included DESCRIPTION ----------------------------- Selena Rodriguez 18 year old teen, enjoying her dance life. Suddenly everything changes for her when she meets Antonio De Rossi Antonio De Rossi 36 year old business owner and an Italian mafia boss that is a workaholic, who meets Selena Rodriguez ~ Started 12th October 2022 Finished 3rd November 2022 --- 50k readers - 24th December 2022 100k readers - 21st January 2023 150k readers - 5th March 2023 200k readers - 2nd May 2023 300k readers - 15th August 2023 400k readers - 19th November 2023

She's sunshine,he's storm They are school Rivals, now neighbours She hides it well,he's in denial. Alia, a hopeless romantic who believes in love like the stories she reads and Siddharth, a realist who refuses to entertain the idea of love at all. She has always believed in love the kind that lingers in stolen glances and whispered confessions. And for as long as she can remember, her heart has known only one name: Siddharth. A school crush that never quite faded, a quiet longing buried beneath layers of denial and distraction. Siddharth, logical to a fault, doesn't believe in the distractions of love. He plans his life with precision, leaving no room for unpredictable emotions. She frustrates him. He confuses her. They argue over the smallest things, challenge each other in ways neither expected. But then there are moments when she looks at him like he's something out of her favorite novel, when he shields her in a crowded room without thinking, when silence stretches between them She knows she loves him. She knows she always has. The only thing she doesn't know- Is if he'll ever let himself love her back. TROPES: Grumpy X sunshine Longtime unrequited crush Nextdoor Neighbour School rivals to lovers She falls first he falls harder Young Adult Romance slow burn Secret Crush

"Give me your hand." He ordered and i looked at him confused. He sighed before taking my left hand. I gasped when he suddenly put an engagement ring around my finger. "S-so you knew about t-the contract?" I asked and he nodded. "Now there is no going back." He said going back inside leaving me shocked on my spot. Grace Silver, the daughter of a well business man Rick Silver. She works for her dad and called him Sir instead of dad. She was use being invisible infront of her parents and work most of the time. Xavier knight, a powerful billionaire who saw Grace at one meeting and wanted to make her his. He make a contract to make her her wife and she accepted. What will happen next? Read the book to find out. P.s thanks for choising my book. You can also check out my other book and hopefully you will like them. Please leave a Vote , comment and share❤

Bhawna Sinha, Cute, lazy, silly, have crush on her handsome and charming neighbour Aryan Saxena who is ACP officer while she is studying in college. Both developed feelings for each other without talking to each other, without making long eye contacts but through sweet moments. But what will happen when they will start conversations with each other, when they will be close and when they will make eye contact...Uff...That feeling will be amazing. I hope you will love their sweet journey of love and risky adventure as well. Why risky?? For that you have to peek into their story ! This is my 4th book in series. First book 1) to make him smile ! Second book 2) their incomprehensible Love ! Third book 3) Our stealing Love ! COPYRIGHT ALERT- this is my work and My hardwork. If I see anybody Copying my work on another platform then I won't hesitate to report about that person! Sorry if I sound rude but It's my work and effort and I can't let anyone use it simply! I have published my work onky on Wattpad Nowhere else!!!! #no.1 Rank in Wattpad (July 2024) #no.1 Rank in Indian #no.2 Rank In India #No.3 Rank in Romance #No.3 Rank in Romcom #No.2 Rank in Indian #No.4 Rank in Agegap #No.3 rank in Crush #No.7 Rank in Romance #1 rank in collegelove #1 mysterious #1 rank in silentlove # No.2 Rank in WattpadIndia #3 rank in wattpadindia #8 rank in college love #9 rank in romancestories # 19 rank in indian love #3 rank in india #3 rank in ACP #36 rank in lovestory # 181 rank in indianromance #No.4 rank in neighbour #8 rank in Butterflies (feeling) #No.28 rank in wattpad #No.3 rank in Police #10 in RomanceStories #23 in wattpadindia #No.20 rank in Curvy #No.2 in India #No.4 in Romcom #2 In Romance #3 India

𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫. "You're a psycho, a crazy bastard," I spat out, my veins pulsing with anger. He can't, he can't save me because I'm his. Because I'm not. "You made me that, remember?" His bloodied hand approached my face, sending shivers down my spine as he gently traced my skin from my forehead, down to my cheekbones, and finally to my jaw. His warm blood left a trail on my face, causing my ribs to tighten and my limbs to tremble. His touch was electric and scorching, searing my skin. Hamdan Waseem had always been a soft sunshine in my eyes, but the figure before me now, smearing his warm blood on my face, is still Hamdan, yet a version I never knew. He's a monstrous version of himself, a psycho. "Calling me a psycho is an understatement because I'm much more than that six-letter word when it comes to you," he smirked devilishly, causing my stomach to churn.