Genre : Mafia Romance His presence was killing her without even touching, Her heart went out of control when she felt his footsteps became loud and stopped infront her balled figure, She hid her face completely didn't want to see his Beautiful devilish face.........he was devil who saved her just to depraved her soul in his sinful ways, He was devil for her but she was heaven for him, He crouched down at her level and every ounce in her body became numb hearing his deep husky voice. I'm back angel (Ephialtes is like a super scary nightmare that makes person feel trapped and terrified) _________________________ ll Book 2 : Fear ll Cover credit goes to @polarbearffs content : violence, mature/adult description, Strong language and Alcohol Warning : Not suitable for sensitive readers due to extreme disturbance. Read at your own risk __________________________ Viewers discretion is adviced ©® : ficneont

This story will find you when you will need it the most.

"If it can't be mine, it can't be yours either." A story of Elenora Hilton who has to bear numerous losses in her life and ends up in a mental asylum where her psychiatrist, Kim Taehyung, falls in love with her but... This story has more twists than the colors your ex showed you.

"I swear I'll kill you-" Jungkook cuts in smoothly, "And I swear I'll kiss you." He bites his lower lip, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and in one swift motion, pulls her toward himself. The next second, she feels her back hit the mattress. Her wrists are pinned beneath his strong hands as he hovers over her, his presence overwhelming. For the first time, she admits-she feels small. Her delicate frame fits perfectly beneath his, as if it was meant to be there. A smirk tugs at his lips as he looks down at her struggling beneath him. She writhes beneath his grip, trying her best to break free, but he only tightens his hold, pinning her wrists firmly above her head. "Let go of me!" she shouts, her voice fierce, her eyes burning with defiance. Their gazes lock-intense, unyielding. But as she stares into his eyes, something shifts. Her heartbeat begins to race, faster and faster. He leans in, his voice grazing her cheek like a whisper, "I didn't hold you to let you go." His lips trace from her cheek to her ear, his breath hot and teasing against her skin. In a hoarse whisper that makes her shiver, he murmurs, "My Jasmine~" ____ The night killer in Seoul was always a case that gives headache to all the officers but finally, none other than Officer Scarlet accepts this challenge and starts investigating the case, thinking she'll catch him but the story takes a big turn and she ends up forced to live under the same roof with him. The person she wanted to kill was the person she wanted to protect the most afterward.

They say masks are for hiding faces but mine was for hiding a whole life.