"Enemies make the best lovers. After all, who else knows exactly where to touch you-and exactly where to hurt you?" Veil of Fate hit #1 in multiple trending hashtags, including: 🏆 #Enemies to lovers 🏆 #Kim Taehyung 🏆 #BTS Fan Fiction 🏆 #Fan Fiction 🏆 #BTS x Reader 🏆 #BTS Fanfic 🏆 #Wattpadfiction 🏆 #Taheyungff 🏆#Coparenting ⚠️ Mature Content Warning This story contains themes of emotional conflict, intense romantic tension, psychological manipulation, and mature situations that may not be suitable for all readers. Scenes may include violence, strong language, sensuality, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised. "We were never meant to cross paths again. Yet, fate always had a cruel sense of humor." Y/N never expected to see him again-the man who once shattered her heart and left her with nothing but regret. But when tragedy forces them back into each other's lives as co-guardians of a child, old wounds resurface, and buried emotions ignite like wildfire. Taehyung is still the same infuriating, arrogant, and frustratingly irresistible man she walked away from. He claims he's changed. She refuses to believe it. Their history is messy, their connection undeniable, and the tension between them? Suffocating. Living under the same roof was never part of the plan. Raising a child together was never supposed to happen. Falling for each other again? Absolutely not. But the heart has never been one to obey. Enemies by past. Lovers by fate. Will they fight it or finally surrender !

𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄. 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒. 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐌-𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐄 Y/N ran-from the vows, from the man, from the darkness hiding behind his love. She built a new life, far from his shadow. But shadows always catch up. Kim Taehyung- The husband she once adored. The obsession she once feared. Now, he's back... as her boss. 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄, 𝐁𝐔𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄. He's changed. Except his eyes still say she's his. Obsession never really dies. It just learns how to wear a suit. And maybe- Just maybe- She's still the only thing that can tame him. Or destroy him all over again.

𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✨✨ ❝ 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘴. ❞🥂🖤 A forgotten past. A love buried beneath centuries of blood and betrayal. A curse waiting to awaken. Some promises refuse to die... And some souls are destined to finish what time left incomplete.✨✨ :- Mature content 🔞 :- Only for an adult audience ✨

She slapped the arrogant heir of Korea's biggest jewelry empire in front of everyone. Now he has ten days to seduce her... and destroy her. Choi Y/N is ambitious, fierce, and climbing the corporate ladder at KK Luxe Exports with pure hard work. When the playboy crown prince Kim Taehyung crosses the line one drunken night, she slaps him without hesitation. Humiliated and burning with rage, Taehyung accepts a cruel bet: he has exactly ten days to make the untouchable Y/N fall into his bed. What starts as a game of revenge slowly turns into something far more dangerous as passion, lies, and raw desire begin to blur the lines. But when the ultimate betrayal shatters Y/N's world, she rises from the ashes as a ruthless businesswoman with only one goal - complete and utter revenge on the man who broke her. Same betrayal. Same ruthless revenge. Same scorching heat. Only this time, the players are Korean... and the fire burns hotter. ⚠️ Mature Content | 18+ | Explicit Smut | Revenge | Betrayal | Office Romance | Slow Burn | Strong Female Lead | Possessive Taehyung

🔞 "I'm going to mark every inch of this skin. I'm going to leave bruises that remind you of my touch every time you look in the mirror tomorrow. I'm going to make you so sensitive that even the air hitting your skin feels like a caress you didn't ask for." My cheeks heated up, the blush spreading down to my collarbone. I looked absolutely wrecked, and yet I still tried to snap. "Not in my dreams I will do that." He smirked, "Oh, let's try, Mrs. Kim. I bet that you will beg me to touch you so desperately. You will be dying to feel my fingers inside you, stretching you, making you ready for me." His hand moved to the back of my dress, his fingers finding the zipper. My body shudder as his knuckles brushed against my bare spine. The dress gave way. "I'm going to ruin you for anyone else," he growled, as he kissed the nape of my neck, biting down just hard enough to leave a mark. "By the time I'm done with you, you'll realize that no one can ever touch you like I can. I'm going to make you come until you can't stand, and then I'm going to start all over again." ----------------- Y/N, an orphan girl, unknowingly walks into the ruthless world of the mafia empire. From college conflicts to an adult world filled with power, desire, and forbidden love, she gets entangled in a game where hearts are broken and trust is shattered. Taehyung, the mafia heir, is the last person she should fall for, but fate has other plans...🔥💋 -----Tropes----- Enemies to Lovers 💔➡️❤️ Bully Violence Torture Mafia Romance 🔥💀 Sweet Girl, Grumpy Man 👩‍🦰💣 Forbidden Love 🚫❤️ Slow Burn 🔥⏳ Tension-Filled Romance 😏💋 Angsty Reunion 💔😔 Dark Secrets 🖤🤐 Power Play 👑💪 Unlikely Hero 👑🖤 ------This story contains mature scenes, violence, brutality, love, bully 🔞---

He was power dressed in silence - Kim Taehyung, Italy's most feared mafia boss. Cold. Ruthless. Desired by many, yet touched by none. A man who ruled the Valentini empire with a stare that could kill - and a heart long turned to stone. Then he saw her. Y/N Vasilakis, the elegant Greek heiress with sunlight in her eyes and a ring on her finger. Engaged. Untouchable. Everything he shouldn't want - yet the only thing he couldn't forget. When Taehyung decides she will be his, no promise, no distance, and no man can stop him. One forced marriage. Two burning tempers. A collision of passion, power, and pain. She was supposed to fear him. He was never supposed to feel anything. But when darkness tastes light - obsession turns into something far more dangerous. @all right reserved @mature

"The world had forgotten who Kim Taehyung really was for a while. He smiled - four and a half times, maybe - and just like that, people started to believe he had transformed. That the monster was tamed. That the Devil himself had repented. What they forgot was this - he only ever put up with them because of her. Ina." Ina, the girl of calloused toes and wounded heart. A ballerina who moved through life with quiet grace and repressed pain. Gentle, sweet, soft-spoken-but burning with silent fury. Mistreated, passed over and ever aspiring to the idea of being wanted, her kindness was not weakness, it was survival. A girl who gave love, even when she bled for it. And Taehyung? He was never the hero. Cold, calculating, and cruel. His silence made more noise than even chaos. Even the underworld feared him-but for good reason. He didn't merely kill; he erased. And, in this cruel, demented world, Ina was his only weak point. The one constellation in his black sky. The only soft breeze in his storm. So what happens when a girl who aches to be chosen encounters a man who only knows how to claim? But when he took on a softness she believed was love.... was it really? Was she ever his saviour, or simply the only thing he couldn't get? But karma is a harsh, and villains don't get happy endings ... right? 》》》》》》》》》》《《《《《《《《《 Dive into it to explore the Villain's love and how it leads him to an unending agonizing fate. ☆Slow burn ☆Age Gap ☆manipulative male lead Trigger warning ⚠️: Some scenes will be excessively brutal , so read at your own risk. Cover by @user_thv

'You miss me, don't you?' Taehyung's voice is low, dangerous-like a predator closing in. His lips hover just inches from hers, his hands wandering to places they shouldn't, a hungry smile playing on his lips. 'You think I've forgotten the way you scream my name in the dark, Y/n? You think I don't remember every inch of you?' The chemistry is undeniable, the tension between them thicker than ever. There's pain in his cold eyes, a silent punishment for her betrayal. But beneath his indifference lies a storm of unresolved lust and buried emotions. Every encounter between them is a battle-of anger, longing, and undeniable attraction. One moment, he's cold as ice. The next, he's burning with desire, tempting her to cross the line they once drew together. One moment, he pushes her away; the next, he has her pinned against the wall, whispering sinful promises against her lips. Love still lingers between them, tangled in lust and dangerous games-but is it enough to fix what's broken, or will it destroy them both?

"Isn't he your uncle?" "No. He's my dad's best friend." "That's worse." He's thirty-one. Calm. Controlled. The kind of man who makes rooms go silent. I'm nineteen. A business student. Supposed to be focusing on my future - not on the way he watches me when he thinks I don't notice. "He knew you when you were a kid." "I know." That's the problem. He isn't supposed to look at me like that. And I'm definitely not supposed to feel this nervous when he steps closer. Some relationships are complicated. Ours is dangerous. Because the line between family and forbidden was never meant to blur. And he's never been good at respecting boundaries. imagined by Taesang__

Book 1 of The Art Of Ruins. "Don't touch me!" she spat voice trembling with pain & fury. "Am I not allowed to touch my fiancée when she is in pain?" he asked in low voice. Her eyes snapped up to his-wet & furious, "I AM NOT YOUR FIANCÉE!" He tilted his head slightly, eyes darkening "Are you not?" His voice dropped-taunting & dangerous "Because I clearly know you wore my ring." "That night, it was-" His voice cut through her "I didn't ask for an explanation" He leaned closer so close she felt his breath along her cheek "I said what had happened." Her hand trembled harder, her fingers curled unintentionally into his sleeve again, the heat from his chest pressed against her weakened body. "I made you wear that ring infront of everyone present there." "Taeh-" she whispered, overwhelmed both by pain & by how close he was. Her fingers gripped him harder-not out of affection but 'cause she need something solid to hold onto. His voice lowered-dark & intimate, "But I know whom I held, whom I kissed." Her entire face flushed crimson with humiliation and anger, she tried pulling away again but her legs failed her so she stayed pressed into him, trapped, helpless. "So that makes you..." He leaned in lips inches from her ear voice a whisper of dominance, "My fiancée." "I HATE YOU!" she burst out a tear slipped out-unbidden, unwanted. His eyes flickered to the tear, then back to hers, The corner of his mouth lifted just a ghost of a smirk, "Does that change anything?" She shook her head violently, losing balance again, he caught her waist and pulled her upright. "No...don't!" she whimpered, grabbing his shirt to steady herself again, her body betrayed her at every second. "Hate me more," he whispered. Her pupils dilated in furious bewildered way that she couldnt comprehend what to say. "Hate is a feeling," he murmured thumb brushing the back of her arm as he steadied her "And my fiancée should have feelings for me."