" I hate you, Jimin! I really do! ", My voice was aggressive , raged when I slammed my lips on him and mean no time he accepts me. His arms snaked around my body as he grips on my hips, squeeze it which makes me gasped loudly and he takes advantage to slides his tongue inside. We didn't kissed but we ate each other! Our tongue fights with each other, refuses to loose when we both are becoming breathless slowly. " Hate! I see your hate, cactus! " His swollen lips which is almost tinted by my lipstick curled in to dirty smirk when I straddled myself on my feet. I move away from his arm, maintain a distance before slapped across his handsome face. " Even if I'm aroused and at the edge of my orgasms, Don't think me as your whores Jimin who's on their knees before you. I would rather use my vibrator than let you adore the thought of being weak for your dick! " 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐉𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐍

A tale woven with the threads of mistakes, regret, and resentment, where the heart's deepest desires clash with the consequences of rash decisions. It begins with passion-intense, all-consuming-but quickly spirals into a cycle of conflict, where every argument feels like a battle between opposing forces of love and frustration. The confusion that follows is thick, as the lines blur between yearning and frustration, love and possessiveness. With each passing day, the weight of loss grows heavier, though the remnants of affection still linger, refusing to fade. Hatred mingles with love in an almost destructive dance, and in the end, the real tragedy is not the loss of the relationship itself, but the way it was possessed by longing and unresolved emotions. It's a story of a love lost, but never truly let go; a love that, in its passing, leaves both souls marked by the echoes of what could have been. #Not your (typical) arrange marriage story

Genre : Psychological Thriller "Who the f*ck are you". He yelled and a sense of dread washed over her as Taehyung rose slowly gripping a heavy metal axe while staring at the couple in front him. Fear gripped her heart as he instilled terror in every soul present there. Taehyung climbed three stairs and his footsteps echoed in the silent hall. He stood in front of the man who was shorter than him but was hiding the woman behind him holding her hand behind his back. Taehyung loomed over him as his stature towered them, casting a shadow of intimidation. His eyes were chillingly intense, holding a darkness that was unfathomable. Even though the man was trying to intimidate Taehyung, Taehyung's scary demeanor and the axe in his hand was making him sweat. Taehyung blinked slowly looking down at the man who clenched his jaw while fear was noticeable in his tensed form. Taehyung smirked slightly and trailed his eyes back to her, fixating on her trembling form while silent tears streamed down her face, she was unable to meet his gaze but ground slipped under her feet as those sinister words slipped out of his mouth in a calm tone. "I told you, I'll slit apart who will try to take you away from me........My love" _______________________________________ ll Book 2 of Ephialtes ll viewers discretion advised ©️ : ficneont ⚠️ warning : Not suitable for sensitive readers due to disturbing concept. Content : violence, blood, torture, mental illness, love, romance, abuse, trauma, drugs, strong language, explicit scenes

Y/n is married to Jeon jungkook,she is in love with him but jungkook loves his girlfriend and don't care about y/n at all. one day she saw him making out with his girlfriend and y/n have a big secret to reveal . well jungkook use girls for his pleasure. But who knows after she left him he will become obsessed with her But there is also someone else other than him who is also obsessed with her.