"Let's play a game," he announced, his boots echoing off the ground as he neared me. "It involves a little bit of blood--," he paused, a slow smirk spreading across his face, "--considering it's your first time." ~~~~~ Enemies to lovers/fantasy romance. Plot heavy + slowburn

"You lack morals," His chest seals you to the wall, breath running hot against the shell of your ear, "Gonna fuck them all into you." A tale as old as time, but nothing like the one you know. ...You've heard of monsters in the shadows, haven't you? The ones that watch you from beneath your bed, waiting for you to dangle a limb over the edge. The ones that linger in your closet, just out of sight. You've feared them. Hated them. Tried to convince yourself they weren't real. But what about the one that doesn't hide? The one that doesn't need to. The one who sleeps in your bed with his name in your mouth? You've feared the darkness at your window. But what about the darkness inside your room? The one that breathes against your skin, tracing your pulse with its teeth. The one that pulls you into its chest, not to protect you, but to keep you there. To bury you inside it. To consume you. Softly. Completely. Like a prayer no one's meant to hear. You have feared things that scrape at your door. But what about the one who locks it? From the inside. With you still in it. Retelling Beauty and the Beast. A student✗teacher romance. Highest ranking: #7 in JeonJungkook on 25/02/2026 out of 71.2k stories #10 in Jungkook on 25/02/2026 out of 224k stories #1 in JJK on 3/06/2025 out of 26.4K stories #1 in Dark Romance on 29/01/2025 out of 60.6K stories #1 in StudentTeacher on 1/02/2025 out of 697K storeis #1 in Retelling on 7/02/2025 3.57 K stories #1 in Crimson on 19/07/2025 out of 1.67K stories #1 in Seduction on 1/08/2025 out of 5.91K stories #1 in Tension on 20/01/2026 out of 12.1K stories Started: 01/01/2025 Ended: 01/01/2026

I knew it. I should have never made a deal with the devil. And him? He was worse than the devil. The cold metal kissed my throat-not a lover's touch, but a promise. I felt every groove of the barrel, every intention behind it. Then he pushed deeper. "I thought we had a deal." His voice. Low. Gravel and gasoline. The kind of quiet that doesn't ask for permission. It takes. I've seen him angry. I've seen him bury men for breathing wrong. But this? He was frustrated. And frustration for him meant dead for me. The gun bit into my skin. I whimpered. Closed my eyes like that would save me. His other hand fisted hand-not holding. Crushing. I could already feel the bruises blooming under his grip. Little purple promises he'd leave behind. "And you never-" His breath hot against my ear. "-fucking break the deal with the devil, kitten." "I'm... I'm sorry." My voice cracked. Pathetic. Begging. I hated it. But I wanted to walk out of this room alive. And he was known for no mercy. So why would he leave someone like me breathing? Then I felt it. His teeth. Not a kiss. Not a threat. A claim. Sinking into my neck like he owned the blood beneath. And I knew what was coming for me. In the devil's syndicate, the throne was never the scary part. He was. _________________________________ ❛Kitten, the devil wrapped in silk, is still the devil.❜ _________________________________ • Tropes • Morally Grey to Black Hero Damaged Heroine Forced Proximity Gun Play Fear as Arousal Revenge by Proxy

"He was a prisoner in chains. I was a bride in disguise. And together, we were the empire's newest gamble." When Y/N 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 Jungkook - 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 Jungkook's unreadable eyes - Y/N 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 | BTS x Reader | Action & Desire

I leaned into his body, holding onto him all scared he'd run away, but his body had softened around mine. "Are you okay?" He whispered, hand gently smoothing against my lower back. "Mhm," I replied, eyes dragging down to the fault lines of his stomach and I reached out, fingers brushing softly against the hard scars etched into his abs. I let out a small broken breath upon feeling the way his skin reacted to my fingers. "Jungkook," I bit my bottom lip, emotion racking through me as I continued to trace his scars. They weren't small. Some were thin and pale like faded scratches. Others were thicker, uneven lines that cut across his skin like lightning cracks through glass. My fingers moved slowly over them, careful, afraid they might reopen if I pressed too hard. "I don't like these, it breaks my heart." I admitted. He stayed silent, closing his eyes shut carefully like he was bracing himself. "Don't look at them," he said. "They don't matter." ・・・・・ ... 𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 ׂ ׂ╰┈➤ You didn't know much about his existence until you got assigned together for a final Senior year project. Midnight, the boy who walks around with bruises and a mind too far gone to be polite. Or rather, Jeon Jungkook, the boy you found yourself doing anything to heal. Jeon Jungkook, the boy who crushed on you since the seventh grade and yet, he can't see himself having a strong enough future to be breathing in a year's pass although you insist it's time to runaway with him and leave every single problem behind. 🩹 |Dr*g addict Jungkook x Fem! Reader| [FIRST PERSON POV] Warnings: HEAVY ANGST(happy ending), HeAvy slow burn, trauma, physical harm caused by self and/or others, smut, language, violence, underage drinking, suicide attempts, DRUG CONSUMPTION , stupid fathers. Word count : 152k

'𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴... 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘳𝘺, 𝘈𝘯𝘺𝘢, 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶' 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝗀𝗄𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗌𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗉𝗌, 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗈𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗀𝗀𝖾𝖽. _____________________________________________________________________________ Highest Ranking.... #2 On Fanfiction #1 On jeonjungkook #2 On dark #1 On jungkook #33 On Obsession → Don't like, Leave it, Do not report, Please ! (cover by @Lilys_fiction)

|𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 | |𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃| ❝We want you.❞ ❝Again.❞ ━━━━━━━༻𝓑･𝓑࿔━━━━━━━ 𝗛𝗜𝗚𝗛 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗢𝗟 𝗔𝗨 A scandal involving three Wihan High students resulted in therapy sessions as punishment. But what caused them to commit such an incident is much darker and more complicated than their therapist could have imagined.

❝Tsk, tsk, tsk... you were not supposed to see that.❞ The voice was like silk over a blade, vibrating through the cold air of the private lounge. You didn't turn back. You couldn't. Your heart was a frantic, trapped bird against your ribs, and the digital glow of the tape. ❝Curious little kitten,❞ another voice murmured, closer this time. Dark. Playful. Deadly. You slowly turned, your breath hitching as you faced the four men leaning against the heavy oak door. The university's elite. The untouchable heirs. Jungkook, Taehyung, Mingyu, and Eun-woo. Jungkook tilted his head, his dark, intense eyes tracing the terror on your face. A slow, terrifyingly beautiful smile spread across his lips. ❝Hi, there, Freshman,❞ he whispered, the words a death sentence wrapped in a caress. ❝Let's kill you.❞ The air was knocked out of your lungs. -- A girl made of vintage lace, old books, and quiet dreams. A girl who lived in a retro bubble, far away from the grit of the real world. But innocence is a fragile thing. When university sweethearts and childhood legends Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung, Kim Mingyu, and Cha Eun-woo left behind a piece of their darkness, they never expected a quiet introvert to find it. Now, she's seen the tape. She knows the monsters hiding behind the ethereal faces. She's seen the violence they are capable of. Four lifelong friends. Four business empires. One witness. The rules are simple: To protect the legacy, she has to die. But to satisfy the obsession, she has to stay. As the brotherhood fractures and a war of possessiveness begins, she realizes the only thing more dangerous than their hatred... is their love. One wants her silenced. Three want her caged. All of them want her broken. ❝Welcome to the deep end. Try not to drown.❞ -- A yandere story. Cover made by polarxfic

The cold grass pressed against my back, tangling in my hair as I gasped for air. My wrists throbbed under his grip, pinned so tightly to the ground I knew they'd bruise. His legs caged my waist, his body hovering inches above mine. There was no escape, and I knew it. My heart thundered in my chest, but I didn't fight. I couldn't. His dark smirk sent a shiver down my spine, his eyes burning with a mix of triumph and dangerous possession. "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐦𝐞," he murmured, his voice low and deadly. "𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐝." I trembled beneath him as his grip on my chin forced me to meet his eyes. "𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞." _________________________________ She is the sun, radiant and bright, illuminating the world with her warmth. He is the moon, dwelling in the shadows, loving the tranquility of the night. When they come together, it's an eclipse-an extraordinary moment where their worlds merge, creating a rare and beautiful harmony. _________________________________ ❛She's not just any nerd; she's my nerd, got it?❜ _________________________________ • Tropes • High School Sweethearts Opposites Attract Sunshine and Grump Steamy Romance Forbidden Love