They warned you about men like him. The kind that didn't knock, they kicked the door down. The kind whose name was whispered in alleyways and feared even behind closed doors. A man whose presence silenced rooms and whose gaze could leave bruises. Jeon Jungkook wasn't just powerful, he was power and he didn't chase, he commanded. He didn't ask, he took. And the city? It belonged to him long before you ever crossed his path. You had no business being in his world. But fate never cared for logic, it cared for impact, and the night you looked him in the eye and said "No", you set a monster on fire. He tried the easy way with money, with charm and presence. But you, with your defiant stare and soft, stubborn lips, weren't like the women who moaned his name behind closed doors and forgot it by morning, you resisted him. And that? That was your first mistake. He didn't fall in love, yet, of course. He fell into obsession, and obsession is never gentle. So he gave you a choice: marry him... or your family disappears from the face of the earth. You thought he was bluffing, until the locks clicked and your world shrank into the walls of his mansion, silk sheets and steel doors, until his name replaced yours in every corner of your life. But here's the thing about Jungkook. He never lied to you, he told you he wouldn't hurt you, and he didn't. He just owned you entirely. Heart, soul, body-claimed, caged, worshipped. You were the fire he could never hold without getting burned, but he held you anyway. Because monsters don't let go of what they love, they protect it and cage it. And when the world tries to take it away... They burn it all down.

-"Is that what you want?" she whispered. "To break me?" He leaned down, nose brushing hers. "No. I want you to crack-bit by bit. Until the only name you beg for is mine." She exhaled shakily. "You're a monster." "Maybe." His lips ghosted over her cheek. "But I'm your monster now." Her hands pushed against his chest-not to stop him, but to remind herself that she could. "You don't scare me." He smiled. "You should." -He leaned down slowly, lips brushing against hers-barely touching, not quite kissing. She didn't move. Didn't breathe. "Say my name," he whispered. "Jungkook," she breathed, and it came out like a confession. That was all it took.

⚠️ Please be aware that the following content is solely a part of imagines. The following acts written in the story has nothing to do with the mentioned idol. Read it only as an entertainment purpose ⚠️ "You're not what I thought you were." She looks over at the guy standing before her, confused and awestruck by his presence at the same moment. "You're also not what everyone thinks you are, Sweet angel." His smirk widens, not failing to notice that she has been checking him out, unknowingly so. It all started with a simple bet. A deal. A consensual situation that led them to feeling unknown emotions. Their deal embarked within a most complicated thing and it was never supposed to happen on either of their parts. As their journey started, something they built started to shatter when the monsters of their past made an appearance in their present. It's a game of blood, secrets, twisted emotions, sacrifices, hidden truths and their love is at stake. Jeon Jungkook was the dark, as complicated as it was but Choi Y/n was blinded by the lights she was living in and henceforth she found her comfort in his darkness while her light guided him outside of abyss. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚. 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄. Read the full story in : DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS. ☕ Genre : Dark college romance, Angst, Smut, slow burn, grumpy X sunshine. 🍨 Trope : Mafia AU with college romance.

They said the devil doesn't walk among humans. They lied. Jeon Jungkook is not just a name... it's a warning. They call him insane, but even insanity would tremble in his shadow. He's a storm in human form, ruthless, sadistic, utterly untouchable. He doesn't play games...he writes his own rules, and the price of crossing him is more than blood...it's your soul. Alena never asked to be here. She was dragged into his world, where monsters wear human faces and loyalty is bought with blood. Her life was stolen the moment he laid eyes on her. 'Do you know what happens to those who defy me, Alena?' he whispered, his voice chillingly soft. She trembled, but didn't waver. 'They die.' His sadistic smile was a blade against her sanity. 'No, They beg to die.' Every corner of his world is drenched in blood, the deeper she goes, the more she realizes the true horror isn't just him...it's the secret he guards. Secrets that could shatter everything. He's willing to kill, destroy, and manipulate to get what he wants. This isn't a love story. It's a battle for survival. Because in his hands, even the strongest wills shatter. And in her heart, one question haunts her... Can she escape the devil, or is she destined to burn with him? Surviving in Jeon's estate isn't just about staying alive.... It's about not losing your mind. Welcome to this game of bloodbath And pray you make it out alive... JJKXALENA ✨📚Credits Storyline to dialogues, everything in this book is entirely my own creation. Please do not repost, copy or claim any part of this work as yours. 📕 Book cover: Me, Myself and I (DO NOT COPY) (Everything in this book is imaginary, only the BTS members are real and used as a muse for this book, they're the exact opposite of how they're portrayed)

He was darkness in human form. She was the light he never asked for. Jihye entered his world without a clue of the danger wrapped around his name. Jungkook didn't believe in softness, yet she made his silence loud with emotions he didn't want to feel. But when the past resurfaces, everything they built threatens to fall. Because love doesn't come easy when your world is made of blood and betrayal. • • • Brushing a strand of hair from her face, his voice a low murmur. JK: you don't have to be scared of me doll. i don't bite... unless you ask. •Sorry guys for the grammar mistake actually English is not my first language so I'm sorry and this is my first story so I hope you will support me..

✨ Cold boy. ✨ Soft girl. ✨ Forbidden love shaped by destiny. He protects her from everyone... except himself. In a world built on power, wealth, and unbroken family dynasties, four families rule South Korea - the Jeons, the Parks, the Kims, and the Mins. Their heirs walk through life like royalty, feared and admired everywhere they go. But everything shifts the moment Park YN, the fragile princess of the Park empire, steps into the real world for the very first time. Sheltered. Soft-spoken. Pure-hearted. A girl raised like a delicate flower, untouched by the storms beyond her gates. And watching her - silently, possessively, endlessly - is Jeon Jungkook, the campus Ice King. Cold to everyone. Dangerous to cross. Perfect in every way... except when it comes to her. Because for her, his icy walls crack. For her, his heartbeat betrays him. For her, the storm he carries inside finally has a direction. He pretends she doesn't affect him. But he's the first to notice her trembling hands. The first to stand between her and trouble. The first to get furious when she cries... and the first to fall apart when she smiles through her tears. What she doesn't know? He's been in love with her since they were kids - a secret he's protected like a wound. What he doesn't know? She isn't scared of him... just scared of how safe she feels in his arms. Now YN enters college as a "normal girl," hiding her identity, hiding her family, hiding her world - and unintentionally waking up something dangerous in him. A silent obsession. A love that borders on madness. A storm that bows only to its flower. A princess learning to live. A king learning to love. A bond born from jealousy, longing, danger... and a destiny neither of them can escape. This isn't just a romance. It's the moment innocence collides with desire - and the Ice King finally finds the one thing he can't control.

𝟏𝟖+ 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐀𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐫@𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫..... "𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐑@𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐌𝐑 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊...." .................................... 𝐇𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐛𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫????? This book will contain explicit mature scenes so minors don't interact. If you don't like this book then please don't force yourself to read the book.

"She loved him in silence. He used her in pain. And somewhere between the nights and bruises, they both forgot what love was supposed to feel like." Y/N was never the girl anyone noticed in school-quiet, average, invisible. Jeon Jungkook was everything she wasn't-smart, popular, magnetic. For six years, they sat in the same classroom... and never spoke once. She loved him from afar. Secretly. Deeply. Desperately. But life moved on. Until seven years later, at 2:13 AM, her phone lit up with a message. "Hey. Long time. Do you remember me? Now Jungkook is no longer the golden boy she once adored. He's broken. Cold. Distant. Haunted by trauma and drowning in escapism. She's a psychology student, learning how minds work-yet failing to fix her own. He needs comfort. She needs love. They find both in each other's arms-over and over again. But to him, she's an escape. To her, he's everything. He pushes her away. Begging her not to love him. Yet every night, he clings to her, whispering: "Don't ever leave me... you will never leave me, right? I'm sorry." And every time, she stays. Even when it breaks her. . . . Warning ⚠️ Mention of Sucide & depression. . . This story is pure fanfiction. No hate comments Please And some chapters might get on your nerves because the girl has no self-respect....but it will get better.

Everyone in the office knew Chairman Kim Taehyung as the cold, unreadable, devastatingly handsome boss who could silence a room with just one glance. He was discipline in a designer suit, power wrapped in silk and steel. He had no time for distractions, no interest in romance, and absolutely no patience for nonsense. Min Y/N was his assistant-elegant, composed, and obedient... or so everyone believed. Behind her polite smiles and professional bows, she was fire hidden in lace. Bold when needed. Sassy when provoked. Trained to fight, raised to rule, and absolutely allergic to arrogant men. They were all business. Strictly professional. Until a twist of fate-and their chaebol families-locked them into an arranged marriage neither of them wanted. Now, they're still "just boss and assistant" in public. But behind closed doors? They're husband and wife, living under the same roof, tiptoeing around unspoken rules, growing tensions, and a chemistry that refuses to stay buried. He promised her no emotions. She promised him no trouble. But neither expected the late-night stares... the accidental touches... the jealousy... Or the moment when the coldest man in Korea starts to lose his grip-on everything except her. In a world where professionalism was their armor, will love be their greatest weakness? ---

✔️ COMPLETED VIEWER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. His name alone could end wars. JEON JUNGKOOK. A name that echoed in blood-soaked alleys and gold-laced corridors alike. The mere whisper of "Jeon" sent shivers down the spine of politicians, tycoons, and criminals alike. His enemies prayed not to see him; his allies prayed he wouldn't forget them. He isn't just the most powerful mafia in the country - he is power. He didn't order killings - he performed them. He didn't forgive - he forgot you ever existed. And when he snapped, cities burned. No court dared touch him. No woman could own him. No law could bind him. BECAUSE HE IS THE LAW. She was soft - too soft for his hands. Too gentle for his gaze. Too kind for his world. But he wanted her. No... he needed her. Y/N was everything Jeon Jungkook had never known he was missing. A college girl with eyes like prayer and a heart that forgave before it judged. She waved at children, fed stray cats, smiled at elders, and bowed at strangers. Her world was painted in light. He was dipped in blood. He saw her once, and never again was the same. Jungkook kept her. Like a secret. Like a possession. Like his last breath. She gave him peace, a strange stillness he didn't understand but refused to lose. She didn't argue. She listened. She stayed. She asked him one night in a quiet whisper, "Do you love me, Jungkook?" He smiled, eyes dark, brushing her cheek with fingers that had pulled triggers. "I'll stab you in your heart and kiss you while you're bleeding from your mouth, my precious. If this makes you feel that I love you... Then I love you so much." CLICK ON START READING FOR MORE...BECAUSE I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN ACHING FOR IT!