"Bad guys can be good too... when they're in bed." #1 in FANFICTION✓ © sujinniie 2018-2019 ✓ © sujinniie revised 2022

She was all it took to change his life. A J.JK Fanfiction WARNING. This book was written when I was 12-13 years old!! Some chapters includes smut. Mature language included. Age gap [10 years, but you don't even notice it]

"She'll want what I give her. She'll want what I want. And I want to see you vanish from our lives so that I will be the only one in her life. Only me." ---------------------------------------------- The darkness suddenly felt like her safe place. Like a familiar place in the shadows of him. Is he the same person whom she thinks he is? Is he a saint? Or a Villain? Read to find out! 🩶 ---------------------------------------------- a Taehyung ff Dark love au GENRES: Romance, Dark, Drama, Angst, Contemporary, Crime, Mystery, Suspense, Thriller TW: Description of Violence and Manipulation

"𝙄𝙛 𝙄 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣... 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙮𝙤𝙪" Frozen, like ice. That's what his words did to me. In "His professional stalker," meet Y/N, a driven medical student whose life revolves around her studies, leaving little room for matters of the heart. Despite her intelligence, confidence, and beauty, love remains an elusive concept until she catches sight of him - the mysterious guitarist with a mesmerising presence. She thought he was some random jobless rockstar living in the next building. His music becomes her solace amidst the chaos of medical school, leading her to embark on a journey of unexpected infatuation. In short, she became obsessed and started stalking him, for her mental therapy. But just as quickly as he enters her life, he vanishes, leaving behind only memories of their almost kiss. Months later, fate intervenes as Y/N begins her internship and comes face to face with him once more, this time as a respected neurosurgeon and her senior colleague. Their reunion sparks a shift in their relationship, unveiling layers of connection and complexity neither anticipated. In this captivating tale of chance encounters and unforeseen connections, Y/N navigates the delicate balance between ambition and romance, discovering that sometimes, love finds us in the most unexpected places. "His professional stalker" is a poignant exploration of life's twists and turns, reminding us that amidst the chaos, there's beauty in the harmony of unexpected love. all rights reserved. no translation of this story is allowed.

𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 .

He married her to get his inheritance. He will never get his inheritance if he divorced her. When they moved in together, he wrote on a piece of paper and left it on the kitchen countertop for her to read when she gets home. "This is our house only. I have no intentions of making it a home. Here is my rule: Never ever show your face to me."

"A hidden connection is stronger than an obvious one." ©𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐄𝟏𝟕 No translations allowed. |*Contains some mature and triggering content*| 18+

"What you doin stepbro?" "..." "Don't just don't." A/N: This is the first fanfic I made and I started writing this story when I was sixteen so the first few chapters will be not that good and have a lot of grammatical error but it will get better.

"Are you still afraid of me Y/n?" His deep voice send shivers down my spine like always. He's too close for me to ignore. Why is he doing this? He's not supposed to act this way. What the hell? Better to be straight forward Y/n! I gulped down the lump formed in my throat and spoke with my stern voice trying to be confident. "Yes, I'm scared of you, more than you can even imagine." All my confidence faded away within an instant as his soft chuckle replaced the silence. Jerking me forward into his arms he leaned forward to whisper into my ear. "I will kiss you, hug you and bang you so hard that you will only remember my name to sa-, moan. You will see me around a lot baby, get ready your therapy session to get rid off your fear starts now." He whispered in his deep husky voice and winked before leaving me alone dumbfounded. Is this how your death flirts with you to Fuck your life!? There's only one thing running through my mind. Lifting my head up in a swift motion and glaring at the sky, I yelled with all my strength. "FUC* YOU AUTHOR!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What if you wished for transmigating into a fanfiction just for fun, and it turns out to be true. You transimigated but as a Villaness who died in the end. A death which is lonely, despicable and pathetic. Join the journey of Y/n who Mistakenly transmigates into a fanfiction of her favorite Idol group. Will she succeed in surviving or will she die as per her fate in the book. This story is a pure fiction and is based on my own imagination.

The Mutual Help through his eyes ⏤𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff, angst, smut, slow burn disclaimer: please, be aware this series contains mature content such as strong language and smut jungkook x reader, fake dating au