"Screw the rules. I want you, Kim Y/N." THIS FIC WAS MADE INTO CLICKBAIT FOR A YOUTUBE VIDEO COMPLAINING ABOUT KOREABOOS LOLLL ITS NOT THAT BAD GIVE IT A CHANCE you can find an audio cover on TerryTV :) Highest Ranking : [#1 in Fanfiction] BTS Park Jimin x reader High school teacher AU Translations: Spanish

"𝙏𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛, 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙩" Mr Jeon's word lingered on my skin and ignited me. The feeling that comes when you know the risks, when you know one move and everything would go downhill, yet you're ready to risk it all. Ready to surrender to those forbidden desires. Choi y/n, a warm hearted girl who shines brighter than the sun and could take you out of your darkness with one smile of hers. Never experienced those infamous butterflies for any guy but when one day, after rejecting almost every other guy of her college campus for annual dance she accidentally rejected her new biology professor. Tall, dark and handsome, these adjectives were nothing when it came to Jeon Jungkook's aesthetic. An ex-Harvard professor came back to his land with a cause that was good to be hidden behind his grumpy aura. He was a control freak but when his world collided with his one particular student, he found himself slipping out of his own control game. And then started the real game, sneaky gazes, little touches, forbidden desires. Will they be able to resist each other or give in to their forbidden desires? NO TRANSLATION ARE PERMITTED FOR THIS BOOK!

Jungkook: "What is love? Such a stupid thing to exist. I hate it in all its various forms. Yet when I see you, I want to love every inch of your body. But I also want to destroy you for coming in my way and for making me feel this way."

Her receiving love letters from a stranger on her door everyday,with his signature carved on the envelopes in gold Her finding the same signature on the land of a deadly crime scene Inspired by a prompt of @jeonesotix(Instagram)

-"agent 52, at your service," he introduced himself, smirking at me.- thiccjooniee

"where are you guys?" you heard Taehyung say over the phone "we're at a little house that Y/N owns. why? is everything okay?" jungkook said back, seeming a little worried. "just... just stay there. both of you. don't let Y/N out of your sight." jungkooks eyes widened "why? what's going on hyung, is she in danger?" "they're here jungkook. take care of her." you could hear the faint phone call, but it all ended after that one sentence. started - 10/4/20 completed - 3/6/20

From the BTS members having Indian Parents to BTS having Indian Girlfriends, you got it all here. Nope, you're not going to find that Bollywood Style here. BHARATAN SONYEONDAN KI JAI! ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Hold up- that was a joke- don't leave! (No disrespect to the Members or their Original Culture, that is, the Korean Culture is intended. This book is just meant for humor and imagination.) ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) So you gonna read this right?

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️

When a group of teenagers decided to buy hybrids as pets but things started to come out weird. -"noona?"-

His face was pale and his hair was dark as night. His eyes were dark holes and he felt, to me, like a creature of the night. His dark clothes added to the eeriness and his low voice sent shockwaves through me. "What are you?" I questioned, staring in awe as dark, black wings protruded from his back. He looked like a dark angel. "I'm exactly that," he said, reading my mind. "I take lives. I turn light into darkness. I turn happiness into sorrow." He paused, staring me in the eye. The full moon was blocked by his figure, creating a silhouette of light around darkness. "I am a dark angel."