"I finally found you," he murmurs from behind that black mask, the outline of a lip piercing evident as it merely glints in the shadows of her rented flat. He points a gun to her forehead, eyes narrowed. "Uh. . . are you the kid I ripped off in uni' or that fat son of a bitch barking at me over a spilled chicken wing?" ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚✧ In which Jungkook wants to kill Tala as retribution and her life has been flipped around. From now, it's either pull the trigger or die trying. (mafia au & enemies to lovers! ✧)

In order to make ends meet you pick up a side job as the nanny of a brooding, cold perfectionist by the name of Jeon Jungkook - while in the process of doing so, you might've ended up twisting the narrative about your education just a little. Watching over a few children couldn't be too hard, right? Only Jungkook is very peculiar about how he wants things done - strict routines, meal plans and tedious study hours that make the Jeon estate feel more like a military camp than a home - and it's only a matter of time until cracks in the seemingly perfect facade begin to form. 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗘 ── slowburn / age gap / ceo!jungkook x nanny!reader / mature content

Just like those tattoos he made, he got under your skin *** Pairing: tattoistjk x reader Content: smut, angst, virgin reader, trauma, angst Do not copy or steal this work Finished English isn't my first language, so I apologize beforehand if there are any grammatical mistakes

[mature] She didn't know who she was texting. • • Jae is a twenty-one year old Korean-American university student whose life is just ordinary. Struggling through the confines of cultural differences between her lifestyle and ethnicity, Jae finds herself through social media outlets and the integration of k-pop into her American life. Jungkook is a twenty year old singer, dancer and producer of the Korean-Pop idol group, BTS (방탄소년단). He works over twelve hours a day and has almost every second of his life circulating around social media. Jungkook, with newly found dating privileges, is slow to trust another person with his personal life and thoughts. Follow Jae and Jungkook through a love-story heavily motivated by social media and press. • • This work is purely a book of fiction. All names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Copyright © 2018 by narcotichobi :･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧ *:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧ *:･ ┊　　┊　　┊　　┊ ┊　　┊　　┊　　 ☾ ┊　　┊　　 ✩ ┊　　 ☾ ✩ #1 jungkook #1 bangtan #1 bts #1 kpop

"𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚐: 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝s. 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝙹𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚔𝚘𝚘𝚔, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎." ➤ wordcount: 250k words. completed. 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: thriller, angst, drama, smut, fb. • jjk x female!reader • enemies to lovers • slow burn • d͟i͟s͟c͟l͟a͟i͟m͟e͟r͟: please be reminded that members are purely used with visual purposes. this is a work of fiction merely written for entertainment purposes. be advised there's strong language, mental health concerns, violence, drug/alcohol use, kinks and 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙭. 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: fuck buddies, ust, rst, trauma, grief, angst, enemies-to-lovers, gang dynamics, organized crime and strategies, psychological depth, suspense, thriller, smut, #1 gangau #22 jkff #44 jungkooksmut #40 explicit #1 jeongguk #1 btssmut cover by @shadowkoo (@eerieedits) on tumblr

"Aren't you lucky? You will get to be the first and last person to taste me in a day." . . In which Y/N gets the problematic Jungkook as her roommate. . . Jeon Jungkook X Reader story . . Do not repost/rewrite the story. {use of strong language and (possible) triggering content} . . # 2 randomfiction out of 40 stories # 5 randomfandom out of 1.2K stories # 99 btsimagines out of 4.5K stories # 192 jeon out of 7.6K stories # 16 btsjeongguk out of 535 stories . . ©️ jjeonsub

Walking away felt like its own kind of pain, and the hope I had inside me died; it had long since lost its meaning. In the chill of the evening, every step weighed on me-bones aching, skin stinging, as if each movement tore something loose inside. My tears burned against the cold wind, searing rather than soothing. "Please," I whispered, the word slipping out like a fragile, fading prayer. "Do you want me to touch you like this, Daisy?" Each step drags, my feet heavy against the ground, every footprint feeling like I'm leaving a piece of myself behind, like my soul is slipping away with each one. My senses dull, my energy drains, until all that's left is a hollow, aching emptiness. "Have anyone made you feel like this?" The tears I had been holding back finally spilled over, cascading freely down my face. I didn't bother wiping them away. There was no point anymore. I had spent too long trying to be strong, trying to convince myself that I could let him go, that I could bury everything I felt and walk away. "Do me Jungkook, p-please." But love is cruel like that. And I would leave with it, with all the love I still carried for him tucked quietly inside my heart. I would carry it for the rest of my life. "With all the pleasure, Daisy." The sun sinks lower, shadows stretching as night draws near. With a heavy heart, I force my feet forward, each step pulling me farther from the possibility of him-of us. Or maybe I had simply read everything wrong. Maybe Yoongi was wrong, and he wasn't here because he never felt the same way I did. Maybe I was foolish to think I could be the exception. I should have known better. I should never have let myself fall for someone like Jungkook, someone who had always made it clear that he didn't believe in love. NOTE: This book was completed in 2020 and is being rewritten this year. All Rights Reserved ©2026 ©narahkris #wattys2019

"You lack morals," His chest seals you to the wall, breath running hot against the shell of your ear, "Gonna fuck them all into you." A tale as old as time, but nothing like the one you know. ...You've heard of monsters in the shadows, haven't you? The ones that watch you from beneath your bed, waiting for you to dangle a limb over the edge. The ones that linger in your closet, just out of sight. You've feared them. Hated them. Tried to convince yourself they weren't real. But what about the one that doesn't hide? The one that doesn't need to. The one who sleeps in your bed with his name in your mouth? You've feared the darkness at your window. But what about the darkness inside your room? The one that breathes against your skin, tracing your pulse with its teeth. The one that pulls you into its chest, not to protect you, but to keep you there. To bury you inside it. To consume you. Softly. Completely. Like a prayer no one's meant to hear. You have feared things that scrape at your door. But what about the one who locks it? From the inside. With you still in it. Retelling Beauty and the Beast. A student✗teacher romance. Highest ranking: #7 in JeonJungkook on 25/02/2026 out of 71.2k stories #10 in Jungkook on 25/02/2026 out of 224k stories #1 in JJK on 3/06/2025 out of 26.4K stories #1 in Dark Romance on 29/01/2025 out of 60.6K stories #1 in StudentTeacher on 1/02/2025 out of 697K storeis #1 in Retelling on 7/02/2025 3.57 K stories #1 in Crimson on 19/07/2025 out of 1.67K stories #1 in Seduction on 1/08/2025 out of 5.91K stories #1 in Tension on 20/01/2026 out of 12.1K stories Started: 01/01/2025 Ended: 01/01/2026

''You remind me of the ocean..'' ''Is it because I'm deep and mysterious?'' he asks. ''No, because you're salty and scare the shit out of people'' ©2019-2020