"I'm not a man of many words... солнышко," he said softly, the Russian endearment curling off his tongue like smoke-sweet, but choking. "Come closer." She hesitated, her body trembling, tears spilling soundlessly down her cheeks. He watched her, the way fear made her small, fragile-beautiful in a broken way. She rose, slow as a confession, and walked to him because something in his smile promised shelter and tasted like a lie. He leaned in, close enough to feel his breath, and I saw the patient cruelty behind his eyes. "Now," he murmured, his voice turning colder, heavier, "tell me... what did you do to make me want to cut your leg?" The room went still, except for her quiet gasps. He tilted his head, studying her face as if searching for the moment she would break. ............................................................... Linda finally gets her big break - a visa sponsorship job at the Lincoln Foundation. She's placed with the Adams family, a kind couple who welcome her with open arms and treat her like the daughter they never had. Their home is beautiful, their hearts warm, and for the first time, Linda feels a sense of belonging. But everything changes the night of a business party hosted by Mr. Adams. There, she meets Arseny - and from that moment, her dream life slowly turns into a haunting nightmare.

"Easy there, darling, don't strain that pretty little head," a voice, smooth as silk, sliced through my panicked thoughts. I whirled around, and there he was. Instinctively, I scrambled back, each step he took forward sending terror through me. His eyes, held a knowing glint, and the smirk playing on his lips was a cruel, infuriating taunt. "What are you doing here?" The question was weak, a pathetic attempt at defiance when my mind was screaming a thousand others. "Just checking on you, baby," he purred, his voice dripping with false concern. "You did black out last night, after I had you for dessert." Had me for dessert? "What?!" I shrieked, stumbling back. He hummed, a low, predatory sound. "Don't remember? Shame. We could always recreate the experience." Each word was a calculated blow to my sanity. . . . . . . Eunha was an aspiring doctor, living a quiet, structured life with nothing but routines, one loyal friend, and her grandmother, the only family she had left. Romance was a distant notion, limited to a harmless schoolgirl crush on her senior... a crush she abandoned the moment she sensed the danger behind his charm. What she didn't know was that she had caught his attention too. And unlike her, he never let go. From the shadows of her life, he watched. Waiting. Carefully weaving a web around her, thread by thread, until escape would no longer be an option. . . . . A woman who had bled every last drop of life from her soul, and a man who couldn't get enough of the wreck she'd become. What could possibly get worse? Everything. Every single thing. Jungkook x Eunha (or reader)

[ 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."

FIRST BOOK OF THE VELVET & VOWS SERIES ♟️❤️‍🔥! ------------------------ Isabella Romano left her parents with nothing but a dream. Years later, she is a famous fashion designer with her own luxury brand in New York. Power. Money. Success. She has it all. What she doesn't know... is that New York is owned by the mafia. And the man who controls it is Matteo Lorenzo Moretti. Their worlds should never collide. But when they do, there is no escape. Because Matteo never loses what belongs to him. And once he sets his eyes on Isabella... she becomes his obsession. ----------- "Dio, Isabella... guarda cosa fai a me." (God, Isabella... look what you're doing to me.) he murmured, my name falling from his lips like a warning and a confession at the same time. I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly too tight. He lifted his hand, slow enough that I could've stepped back. I didn't. His fingers brushed my waist. Just barely. A ghost of a touch. But it lit every nerve in my body on fire. I exhaled shakily, my voice barely a whisper. "Matteo..." His jaw flexed. His eyes dropped to my lips. Heat rippled through the space between us. And then - completely undone - he whispered, "Fuck it." Before I even realized he'd moved, his mouth crushed against mine. The kiss hit me like a shock - fierce, hungry, weeks of tension igniting in one impossible explosion. His hand slid behind my neck, pulling me into him as if he'd been holding back a storm and finally let it break loose. ------------ #1 gunfights - 01/22/2026 - 01/25/2026 #1 fashiondesigner 01/25/2026 #1 badboy 01/25/2025

❝The rules are simple,❞ Jungkook whispered into my neck. His breath was warm, thick with something cruel and intimate. ❝You just have to guess who's fucking you,❞ he giggled. Not like a man. Like a child. Giddy. Deranged. Possessive. ❝And if you're wrong...❞ His tongue dragged lazily up the column of my throat. ❝..there would be a punishment.❞ My body trembled violently, every nerve raw. My eyes already blindfolded. Wet from my own tears. I didn't answer. I couldn't. I knew that moment - they will never let me go. ------ A young woman from the countryside, comes to the city of Seoul for study - at her aunts and becomes a obsession not only one, but three deadly and insanely handsome and rich bachelors. They will do anything to make her theirs. Either With their wealth, charm, and determination, they will stop at nothing to bring her into their lives, even if it means shattering her innocence and leaving her forever changed.

"Don't you get it? You know when you try to run away, punishment like this happens." he said teasingly, squeezing my chest. I gasped for air, I really didn't try to run away. They're overreacting! The wet noise coming from below, being penetrated in both holes by two men, while the third one just watch me. Synchronously the two men sank their teeth on both sides of my neck, drinking my blood as I felt them coming inside, their dick twitching inside of me, tingles shooting through my whole body from legs to arms. "W-Wait!" I tried to catch my breath but they kept thrusting, unevenly in and out, not giving me breaks after I just came with them. The sound of my butt in contact with their hips got louder and the motion became harder and faster. Almost passing out. The sudden pinch on my chest awakened me, I looked down to see a pair of hands squeezing them. "You'll be staying up all night for us baby. We have a lot to catch up on." He pulled my head toward his, collapsing our lips togethers. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, causing me to release my wet moans. "It won't be ending anytime soon so I hope you came prepared." peeking to the side I noticed the third one starting to stroke himself. I wanted to do if for him. Letting out a whine against the man lips, the third one looked up at me with lustful eyes. "This is a punishment, don't forget. You're not supposed to be enjoying this." he said. I don't like this punishment anymore. __________ Astra Melva, a girl with a rare blood type that attracts every vampire around here. All her life she tried to convince people she's normal. Until she had an accident, her blood came rushing out her skin, it attracted attention. The Hept caught her trying to cover up the scene. Like a 7 pointed star, they were given that title because of their high status at the prestigious university. They are craving for her love, becoming overly obsessed with Astra. And Astra seems to be feeling love...

❝Tsk, tsk, tsk... you were not supposed to see that.❞ The voice was like silk over a blade, vibrating through the cold air of the private lounge. You didn't turn back. You couldn't. Your heart was a frantic, trapped bird against your ribs, and the digital glow of the tape. ❝Curious little kitten,❞ another voice murmured, closer this time. Dark. Playful. Deadly. You slowly turned, your breath hitching as you faced the four men leaning against the heavy oak door. The university's elite. The untouchable heirs. Jungkook, Taehyung, Mingyu, and Eun-woo. Jungkook tilted his head, his dark, intense eyes tracing the terror on your face. A slow, terrifyingly beautiful smile spread across his lips. ❝Hi, there, Freshman,❞ he whispered, the words a death sentence wrapped in a caress. ❝Let's kill you.❞ The air was knocked out of your lungs. -- A girl made of vintage lace, old books, and quiet dreams. A girl who lived in a retro bubble, far away from the grit of the real world. But innocence is a fragile thing. When university sweethearts and childhood legends Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung, Kim Mingyu, and Cha Eun-woo left behind a piece of their darkness, they never expected a quiet introvert to find it. Now, she's seen the tape. She knows the monsters hiding behind the ethereal faces. She's seen the violence they are capable of. Four lifelong friends. Four business empires. One witness. The rules are simple: To protect the legacy, she has to die. But to satisfy the obsession, she has to stay. As the brotherhood fractures and a war of possessiveness begins, she realizes the only thing more dangerous than their hatred... is their love. One wants her silenced. Three want her caged. All of them want her broken. ❝Welcome to the deep end. Try not to drown.❞ -- A yandere story. Cover made by polarxfic

[ONGOING] I was just an ordinary girl, a broke college student hustling at a convenience store to pay for my nursing degree. One night, after clocking out from my glamorous life of stocking instant noodles, I got hit by a truck. My first thought? Finally. I could fulfill my dream of becoming the ultimate, iconic villainess. And wouldn't you know it, dreams do come true. I woke up as Rosalia Salvatore. The Mafia Princess. The Evil Bitch. The Crazy Villainess. From the reverse harem game "Trapped By My Captors", yes, that 18+ NSFW disaster with the kinkiest good ending and the bloodiest bad ending imaginable. Bloody hell, I didn't get isekai'd into a fluffy noble high school romance. No. I got yeeted into a dark mafia thirst-trap simulator. But guess what? I'm not your easy, doe-eyed heroine. If any of these "love interests" think they can kill me, I'll bite their heads off. Literally. Buckle up, boys. My wrath comes in heels, and it kicks hard. _______________________________________________________ Original Story A Transmigration Dark Romantic Comedy Vote for more chapters!!! (not my art on the cover)

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

"Who is allowed to be your bully?"he whispered as if asking her to reveal a secret between both of them. "You are m-my bully?" Rose said more or less confirming the answer. She tilted her head slightly, a pout morphing on her face as she looked at the male who caused the world population to scatter away in fear. "And you have to do whatever I say." Rose scrunched her nose in confusion, knowing Ares since they were children. She had always known that she had to do a task if he commands her to, but why was he repeating this infront of the whole school? "Come here." he motioned the chocolate eyed girl closer to him, his hands gently smoothing down her blue skirt which was ruffled. "Bow down your head Rose." as soon as the girl tilted her head down, her jet black hair shining in sunlight as she adorably fiddled with the golden button on his coat, soft kisses rained down her head decorated in a braid. Gasps were heard all around. And it was the claim enough, declaring to the world that to whom the innocent girl belonged to ARES. Book 2 devil's vow Standalone **NO TOXIC RELATIONSHIP*