"Stop chasing me." "Stop stopping me." ◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕◕ Kim Taehyung was living a pretty usual and posh life, being one of the billionaires of his country. He was among the top notch business tycoon who has built his own empire and was also the leading model of his own company. Blessed with both fame and looks, he was counted among the most eligible bachelors of the town who was wanted by many and desired by almost everyone. But as they say, nothing is constant in this world, and so did happen with the stability of his life. One fine day, the lady in black, probably the chaser which he likes to call her, walked in his life uncalled and toppled his entire life with just a blink of an eye and he was left with nothing but seething anger and untamed rage for her. What happens when the atrocious and strange woman Lee y/n, who happens to carry a lot of secrets inside her blank and dark eyes, makes such an offer to the ill-tempered but still a naive Kim Taehyung which he couldn't help but accept and ends up marrying her? ***************************************

When she's a rich kid, majority of boys have crush on her in college, Idgaf behaviour, never reply to boys'dm. First time fall for a guy in college, so she only send request on Instagram and text him... . . . . He left her on 𝙎𝙚𝙚𝙣

"This photo is from seven months ago and you heart reacted yesterday" "..." "You're a stalker aren't you?" When a girl finally gets noticed by her online crush but things don't go as they were supposed to. Warnings: social anxiety, toxic characters Highest: 2 in fanfiction! [COMPLETED]

" stop smoking " he grabbed the cigarette i was about to light and threw it onto the ground. " but you smoke too, what's your fucking logic? " " there's something better than fucking nicotine " " oh yeah? what is it? " i eyed him cautiously. " my lips, what else? " then and right there, he crashed his lips on mine.

When two most powerful mafia leaders meet. What will happen?? The leaders, Y/n and Taehyung, are feared by many, no one has ever seen them, no one has ever seen their face unless you were in the mafia yourself or you were about to be killed by them. Both seeking revenge for the deaths of their parents, aiming for the same goal, and taking revenge on the same person. Both leaders were unaware of each other's goal to take revenge on the third party mafia. One day they both cross paths. What will happen when the mafia leaders Y/n and Taehyung meet?? Will they both achieve their goals?? Will they find out about their past? How will it all end??

"Why are you wearing shades in broad daylight?" The red headed boy asked. And then there was silence, you were debating with yourself if you would tell him or just run away but the rain was pouring nonstop. "Well?" He urged you to continue, sounding impatient than ever. You sigh, "I'm... I'm blind." They say that the eyes are the windows to one's soul. Emotions that wells up within us, can easily be noticed through one's eyes. That's why y/n tends to have her shades on all the time, but it was mostly for a different purpose. Story idea by @LaikaTaehyung Date started: 082018 Date finished:111718 [Highest Rank #1 in KimTaehyung] [Highest Rank #2 in Taehyung] [Highest Rank #1 in Jungkook] [Highest Rank #4 in Bangtan] [Highest Rank #1 in Bangtansonyeondan] [Highest Rank #1 in Jeonjungkook] [Highest Rank #1 in Parkjimin]

"I'm out. I'm fucking done." This sentence can have two meanings. A K.TH Fanfiction Mature Content : Smut & Language

Starring Kim Taehyung And Jeon Jungkook This is original by @ARTSEOULVK in twitter i just write it for the people dont have twitter and want to read the story. And also cause her account is deactivated so yeah enjoy! -And may i add this is a limited offer so read and enjoy it cuz this is your last chance you have 3 days to read 💕 "It's inspired in this twt and this au is also inspired by ilys1892, scarlet heart ryeo & crash landing on you I Love You Since 1892 Written by: Binibining Mia (Available in Filipino and English)

"BREAK UP MEANS BREAK UP . DON'T EVER COME TO SEE ME EVEN IF I DIE TOMORROW!!! GOOD BYE". "WHAT IF I DIE?". . . . . . . "DIE".

"Neither with ink nor with paper, my cold finger will write our love story on your bare back."