[ COMPLETED ] "If you can't be mine..." Jungkook paused. His voice dropped, quieter, colder, as he picked up the knife. A sinister smile slowly spread across his lips as his eyes locked onto Taehyung....who sat there, breath uneven, chest rising and falling too fast, the air barely reaching his lungs. "...then you have to die," he finished, as though it were nothing more than a simple truth. Taehyung's breathing grew heavier, shallow, restrained. His hands were bound tightly to the chair, rope biting into his skin, but even with death standing right in front of him, he didn't look away. He didn't beg. He didn't break. His gaze stayed fixed...steady, defiant....staring straight at the man who held his fate so casually. Jungkook tilted his head slightly, amused. The smile on his face widened, almost fascinated by the lack of fear Taehyung showed. He stepped closer, slow, deliberate, until he was right in front of him. Then he leaned down, placing both hands on the armrests of the chair, caging Taehyung in completely, leaving no space, no escape. His presence alone felt suffocating. "You have two options,Dove," he murmured, the nickname rolling off his tongue with a softness that didn't match the situation. Taehyung's eyes hardened at that. The word only fueled his anger, his jaw tightening as he glared back. Jungkook leaned back slightly, watching him, then raised the knife and pressed it flat against Taehyung's neck. The cold metal kissed his skin, unmoving....but threatening enough to send a sharp shiver down his spine. "Me... or death," Jungkook said, his lips curling into a slow smirk. For a moment, everything stilled. Taehyung's eyes filled with tears....not out of fear, but something deeper, something heavier.......a hope for redemption.One tear slipped down his cheek, silent, unhurried. His lips parted. "Death."

They were inseparable. Two college boys who loved each other more than life itself - Jeon Jungkook, the heir to Korea's most powerful empire, and Kim Taehyung, a poor boy with nothing but dreams in his pocket and love in his heart. They believed no one could tear them apart. But the world proved them wrong. Jungkook's wealthy family refused to accept their son's love for a boy from the streets. Bound by pride, power, and society's cruel expectations, they tore the lovers apart. Broken, scarred, and carrying wounds that time cannot heal, both boys lose themselves in pain - one drowning in silence, the other in despair. Years later, fate brings them face-to-face again... but They Can't Be Together. A story of love Betrayal A story that asks~ Why Can't We Be Together? GUYS THIS MY SECOND VERSION BOOK... FIRST ON MY INSTA ACCOUNT. SO IF YOU WANT READ THEN YOU GUYS CAN CHECK BUT IT TOTALLY DIFFERENT FOR FIRST BOOK. [This work is original and belongs to me. I do not grant permission to anyone to translate this book to any languages.]

" What do you want!?..St-Stay!! back " Jungkook snarls, pupils dilated in fear , his hands trembling pushing the girl behind, using himself as her shied as they staggered backward with each heavy step of the inhuman being Might of the fierce storm kept thundering over the window like bullets in deafening harmony like his own heart while the soft sobs of the girl behind him could barely be heard " You " Everything hushed • Maybe bringing the stuff toy wasn't the best of plan...but was it his only mistake? • This is work of fiction and no character portrays the living Images and gif belong to their respective owners This story line is mine so kindly refrain from doing anything to it without permission

𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐒/𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐓. [Fetus writing] ──⭒─⭑─⭑─⭒── The omega narrows his eyes, glaring at the alpha while clenching his fists. His husband's lips forms into a full smirk at the expected reaction, eyes gleaming with evilness. "You two would have married and lived happily ever after together. Isn't that you actually wanted? But see, here's the problem" The alpha whispers darkly, drunk eyes crinkling "I couldn't let you go, how can I when you destroyed my happily ever after?" ❚ ❚ ⧽ ✎ In which to seek revenge, a young alpha marries his childhood bestfriend who is accused of being the murderer of his lover. ● boyxboy ● minor character death ● sensitive themes ● heavy angst ● non traditional omegaverse ● implied m-preg ● top tae | bottom kook ꗃ don't like? don't read. we don't welcome toxicity in this household, thankyou.

Kim Taehyung doesn't let anyone get close to him more than he allows them, always surrounded by the strong walls so that no one can know the reality. He's a determined young guy who wants to show the world what he's capable of, even when the ghosts from the past haunt him--- Even when he wants someone to embrace him tightly despite telling them he doesn't need anyone. And he's extremely scared how Jeon Jeongguk affects him in ways he can't even describe. Also, Taehyung is Jeongguk's secretary. •Mature Content• ©NimraSajjad. Do not plagiarize/copy this work. No translation or videos allowed.

❝𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃❞ Some marriages began with love, others with promises, but theirs started with a silent anger and a mistake. Two trapped souls, bound by a mating mark that neither could escape from, and a love that only one dared to feel Kim Taehyung, an ordinary and traditional omega destined for an arranged marriage, never imagined he would mistakenly drug and then get marked by his seemingly cold and traumatized husband, Jeon Jungkook, who was also an omega. And despite being a submissive ranked, Jungkook was forced to bear the crushing weight of carrying the Jeon bloodline just to secure his rightful place within the powerful Jeon clan ❝Jungkook couldn't understand the way I loved him, and I couldn't understand the way he needed to be loved❞ OmegaXOmega Top Jungkook Bottom Taehyung ©tetekv_ [ plagiarism, translation, video version - NOT Allowed ]

"You belong to me, Jungkook. Every breath, every thought, every scream... it all belongs to me." Jungkook was exhausted, his body trembling as he cried silently in the rooftop's corner. Taehyung watched him secretly. Those tears-those broken eyes-they should belong to him, he thought. Taehyung waited, until Jungkook came himself to him, and when he did. Taehyung smiled coldly. Jungkook was his now-his to break, his to cherish. And no one else would ever be allowed to see him like this again. The fun had begun. In a tale of possession and control, the line between love and obsession blurs until there is no escape... only surrender! ───────────────────────

daisies were his favorite flowers (09/07-09/23)