"pretty girls don't light their own cigarettes." addiction; it felt like hunger. it's become a basic need you would have a drive, to fill. it occupied your thoughts, if ignored for too long. the mind, mouth and hands, longed for it. jeon jungkook. you longed for his love, affection and guidance. he was the man who you were addicted to. he's your cigarette. your love, your obsession. × [ lowercase intended ] OURVANTE © 2021

"You can act all vanilla and rainbows and unicorns but I know what you really crave for, Love. You crave for something more... something bad.... too bad..." he said looking at me with those predatory eyes and i shuddered under his gaze. Y/n, a perfect daughter and a fiancee, who had always been 'the good one'. She loved her people dearly and thought her life would be the happiest after marrying her fiance, Mingyu. But she soon realised not every story was a fairytale, especially her's. She became invisible in the eyes of her own family and fiance, tied up in this marriage that started burdening her. One day she broke all the chains bounding her and decided to live the best summer of her life and then she met him. Jeon Jungkook came into her life and for the first time she felt alive, realised she was more than just a daughter and a fiancee. Under his predatory eyes, she found herself again. What will happen when the good girl will cross her ways with the bad boy? ⚠️Mature content involved in this story. This is an art of fiction. Nothing is related to the real life of idols. ©all rights reserved!

Trying to stay away from him, brought you even closer to him than you ever expected. Not your fault though, you blame it on that stupid sexual desire. 𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff, angst, smut Warning: Please be aware this story contains, Strong language, Mature content Jungkook x reader

- hey daddy - huh?

"i've got everyones attention, except for yours." conceited, manipulative, egocentric, and rude. jeon jungkook; your schools heartthrob who is capable of making girls knees go weak, having them easily wrapped around his finger. but once you arrived, you seemed to have him wrapped around your finger, instead. × [ lowercase intended ] OURVANTE © 2021

What would you do if one day you woke up as Jeon Jungkook? You were a BTS fangirl living an ordinary life in an ordinary world. But your oh so ordinary world turned upside down when you found yourself in Jungkook's body sleeping right next to your bias! Not only that, to your horror, Jungkook also woke up in your body that day. Thanks to the "curse" or "blessing" that now connected you two, this madness would happen every two days. Will he ruin your ordinary lifestyle? Or will YOU ruin his precious career? ✨[HIGHEST RANKING]: ✨ #4 in fanfiction #2 in jungkook #2 in bangtan #6 in bts Copyright © enasthetic This is a work of fiction. Do not copy or plagiarize. All the pictures and videos used in this book belong to their rightful owners.

{This is the continuation of "The Intruder - Jungkook AU"} "What if I said that I still love you?" He came closer as I couldn't escape his grip. "What if my feelings haven't changed after all those years?" His face now approached mine, feeling myself not able to know what to do. "Would you still... love me?" - Jungkook AU featuring: Leo of VIXX Yunho & Changmin of TVXQ!

"I love you to the moon and back" He kissed my lips softly "The truth always wins...remember that Jungkook"

Sequel to Little Dark Age ❖ "Will this really work?" "Do you have a better plan?" "Of course not. I'm a man of action, not thought." "Yeah, you're definitely not a man of thought." ❖ You really missed the days of running from murderous prowlers, because damn, Japan is full of maniacs with a grudge against a certain, scythe-swinging assassin.

Some things are better left in the past. But what if the past keeps on coming back to haunt you? 🏅 Highest Ranking: #1 jkff- December 2020 #1 jeonjungkook- December 2020 #1 jungkook- December 2020 💕 This Story is a work of fiction. I do not own any images or gifs used in this book. This Story is my own original work and should not be copied or translated in any way without my express permission.