how sweet your words taste to me. © ciagrette all rights reserved. a park jimin fanfiction.

Yang Haneul was always the shy type, however when she's on stage, she is confident. With her angelic voice, men and women swoon over her. One night while singing at the bar she works at on a seemingly normal night, a powerful gang boss fell in love with her and her voice and that gang boss was Min Yoongi also known as Suga. Could a relationship form between a shy singer and a powerful gang boss?

─ in which taehyung isn't who he really seems to be © 2017 sadkth a taehyung fan fiction on going

She is sold. He bought her. Her eyes deep like oceans. Her life a sea storm. Amidst all this, she finds hope. Ironically in a man who's dreadful and dangerous. ___________________ "He's dead because he touched what's MINE." "You either listen to what I say or I'll TEACH you in a way you will never FORGET" Warning ⚠️ ▪︎18+ 🔞 ▪︎ Story contains triggering elements. ▪︎ no recreation or copying allowed. ⭕ was previously known as "obsessed mafia"

Min Yoongi He's the type of guy you don't want to make eye contact with, the guy who people stay away from. No matter how hard I try to get away...I always end up bumping into him. **Warning: contains violence, sexual content and strong language**

🔞 ✨Caught out by the law you're forced into a marriage with Min Yoongi so you cant testify against each other in court. Will holy matrimony be hell?

"I've stared at you enough, haven't I? But you, your body, it makes me want to do all kinds of sinful things to you. Before long, I imagine us going at it like bunnies in the storage room, but I control myself. Good things come with time, after all, and I can be a patient man when it comes to love. When it comes to you." ♛ A classic meet-cute begins a twisted mix of infatuation and control, in which a simple crush on Naomi Yamamoto turns into something much more sinister. Taehyung must tread the thin line between the two to possess what is rightfully his. PSYCHO AU. Based on the Netflix TV/book series, "You". ❌This story has violence, sex, language, and other mature themes. Read at your own discretion.❌ ♛ Cover by @romanhobi! Check out her cover shop! ♛ Started ~ Feb. 10, 2020 Ended ~ Highest rankings: #215 on horror out of 162k stories #74 on kth out of 3.9k stories #23 on psycho out of 9.1k stories #13 on btstaehyung #106 on taehyung 1st place in the Silver Wings Awards 2nd place in The Fire Awards

Hetaera. Inamorata. Mistress. Slut. Eui has worked for Director Min Yoongi for only weeks when she's called to his house by his wife to plan his birthday party. What she discovers about their marriage leads her down a path she never thought herself capable of going. If her heart breaks, is there anyone to blame but herself? Very Spicy BDSM Possible Trauma Triggers Morally questionable

" I swore Revenge in the name of my parents! " " I will help you." " Will you? Are you really willing to help me HaeYoung?" Taehyung smirked, approaching Hae Young, trapping her between his arms. " Yes" " Why?" ..." - " " Kiss me." He whispered as sweat was dripping down from his forehead. They were both looking at each other with such admiration and intimacy but they didn't understand it. Actually, they declined to understand it. ... He is an artist, a painter, a successful businessman, and he has a well-known name around the world. She is studying Art, she loves expressing her feelings and past tragedies from her life through art. A slow burn and enemies to lovers story .. " This is not true Taehyung! Tell me... please-" " SHUT UP!" He threw his glass on the floor making it shatter into small pieces. His eyes were teary. He couldn't endure all of this. " Why you?" he asked her staring at her beautiful eyes. " WHY YOU, Hae Young?!" WARNING: This book may contain bad and strong language and also some mature scenes.

𝗔𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. ❤︎︎ You gasp when you see a woman lying completely naked on a royal red couch. She looked like a goddess sprawled amidst soft fabrics. Showing off the gorgeous beauty which was her body. Her stunningly long legs rubbing against each other, her waist caving in, full breasts creating a lewd display with her nipples looking perky and hard, her neck--a chic elegance--and her long curls resting on her shoulders. Her face showing a bold fierceness, yet a plush rosy blush. The painting was intrepid and lucidly sensual. At the same time, portraying her as an enigma that is craved for. That is wanted. That is lusted over. The face was so defined, meticulously drawn and painted. For a second, you wished it wasn't so. Cause the woman, painted on the ginormous canvas, was 𝙮𝙤𝙪. You turn around. To find 𝙝𝙞𝙢 looking at you with the same boldness. The same desire he drew you with. Like he wanted you naked for him, and he would take you with everything he could give you. ●●● ➼ This book has some of my best writing, the style is very dynamic and artistic. I write very graphically and try to make the reader experience every moment of falling in love. Him as your dripping-hot, young art teacher. Age gap: 9 years.