"Just because I married you, don't you dare think I consider you capable enough to be my wife. You are just here because of my grandfather's wish. It would be nice if you remember that." His voice so cold that it could even turn the desert into a polar region filled with snow and ice. But for some reason I felt so bad at the way he was treating me. I just wanted to make him happy, but probably he is right, I am not capable enough to be his wife. **** "You are not gonna talk to any other man, am I clear?" His eyes were dark and even though his voice was low and husky it could scare anyone. He pressed two fingers and the thumb on my cheeks, the pressure hurted me a lot but I knew better than to complain. "When I ask something I want you to answer, otherwise I will make sure that your tight pussy is rammed so hard, you would not be able to walk." His words and degradation only sent a chill of excitement down my spine. "Y-yes" I muttered out. "Now Strip." °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Jeon Jungkook the mafia boss, the said lunatic and psychopath has to marry someone, as his grand father's last wish, but the person he marries, had an opposite world to his. Will she be able to actually become "HIS AMIABLE WIFE?" (This book is available both in Wattpad and Scroll Stack, check the first chapter, "Important" for more details)

A child marriage they never asked for. A future they never expected. She was just 13, he was 15, when their fates were bound by family and tradition. He walked away. She waited. Now she's 18, finally sent to live with the husband she barely knows... And he's 20, more distant, more bitter, and completely uninterested. To him, she's invisible. To her, he's everything she was promised-but never had. Will the boy who left ever become the man who stays? Can a marriage born in silence... ignite into something real? Child Marriage Hate-to-Love Invisible-to-Irresistible Forced Proximity / Living Together "Touch Her and You Die" Vibes Possessive Jealousy Slow Burn Obsession

"𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚌𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐." 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐟𝐲 𝐦𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: thriller, angst, drama, smut. • kth x female!reader • obsession • 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, religious themes, dark/twisted themes, self-harm, self-loathing, kinks and 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙩 𝙨𝙚𝙭. 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: stalker!taehyung, ballerina!reader, ust, rst, trauma, ocd, angst, mental health issues, self-harm, self-loathing, worship, devotion, religious elements, water imagery, psychological depth, suspense, thriller, smut, cover by dailynnt on tumblr <3

📖 ❝What, baby? Am I making you nervous?❞ He already knew the answer to that. ❝Just wait until I bend you over on my desk and have my way with you,❞ he growled against my neck, his warm, minty breath sending a shiver down my spine. ↴ You're supposed to visit Seoul for just a two-week spring break with your college bestie...That's until you cross paths with the most notorious CEO in South Korea, Park Jimin, who quickly turns your two weeks into forever. ❦ 📈 HIGHEST RANKINGS: ☻ #1 in btssmut | 04/07/2025 ☻ #1 in twoweeks | 05/19/2025 ❦ 🚨 PLEASE READ THE DISCLAIMERS/CHARACTERS PAGE TO SEE THE WARNINGS, TROPES, ETC. READING THE PROLOGUE WILL ALSO HELP YOU UNDERSTAND THE BOOK BETTER. 💌 THANK YOU FOR READING! DON'T FORGET TO ADD, VOTE, COMMENT, AND SHARE! 📋 PLAGIARIZING ANY PART OF THIS BOOK OR BOOK COVER IN ANY FORM IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED. 📕 BOOK COVER BY: @havennoelle Copyright © 2023-2025 by Haven Noelle

❝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.

🩸 YAKUZA'S DIRGE- "A dirge is a funeral hymn, and his love was a slow, brutal mourning-not for her death, but her freedom." "Do you know why I keep you locked up?" Her breath hitched. Her fingers curled against his chest - hesitantly, reverently - and oh god. The feel of him. Hard. Unforgiving. A wall of heat under her trembling hands. His chest was broad, every muscle taut beneath the thin shirt, his pecs shifting as he breathed - not shallowly, but deeply. Controlled. His teeth grazed her cheek. A bite. Gentle. Carnal. Her lips parted. A broken breath fell from her. Then a whisper - from him. "Hmm?" She shook her head. Too slow. Too dazed. His hand slipped lower, finally, cupping her waist - his palm large enough to cage her, thumb brushing just beneath the curve of her ribs while his other arm remained hooked around her back. Not pinning. Holding. Pulling. She was caged. Held flush to him. Nothing between them but her open robe and his clothed chest. But even then, the heat bled through. He bent again - lower this time. His lips kissed the corner of her jaw. Not sweetly. Possessively. Then he whispered something so sinful, so deliberate, it felt like it was made of oil and ash and honey: "Because if even one man saw you like this... he'd forget his god. He'd fuck his name out of your mouth and never ask if you were promised." Her thighs trembled. Her hand fisted in the fabric at his chest - not to resist. To survive the feeling. He dragged his lips to her jaw again. Her ear. He didn't press them to her skin. He simply hovered. Teased. Waited. She could barely breathe. Her body shook in his hands, her inner thighs slick with her own arousal, every nerve burning like she was being readied for slaughter. Then-her voice. Small. Too soft for anyone else to hear. But he was not anyone. "...But I already attracted the worst kind." His head stilled. Eyes lowered to her again. She swallowed. Then added-"Didn't I?"

The woods were silent, cloaked in mist and mystery. Twigs cracked beneath his boots as Jeon Jungkook walked with calculated steps, the chill of the forest matching the cold in his eyes. But something shifted-an instinct sharpened by years of distrust. He halted. There was someone behind him. In a blink, he turned and slammed the figure against a tree, one hand gripping the collar while the other drew a gleaming pocket knife from his coat. Its blade kissed the soft skin of the person's throat-threatening, precise, unflinching. His cold gaze met wide, terrified eyes. It was her. But he didn't move. His expression remained carved in stone-emotionless and cruel. The knife stayed near her neck as his breath hitched, not from shock, but from something darker. "Why the f*ck are you following me?" he growled, his voice low and venom-laced. "I-I... y-young m-master, I-I was a-afraid t-to stay there a-alone... t-that's why I f-followed y-you..." she stammered, her voice trembling like the rest of her. Fear shimmered in her eyes-but he didn't care. He didn't flinch. Instead, with no warning, no mercy, he leaned in and crashed his lips onto hers-rough, demanding, and overpowering. It wasn't love. It wasn't gentle. It was a storm. prince x maid

Park Soohyun has liked Jeon Jungkook for years, tracing back to first year of medical school. Even without actual interactions with him to look back on, her feelings have managed to stay the same. She meets him again in residency program. A little desperate, Soohyun swears to finally act on her feelings, ignoring however she comes across. But she falls back on herself when she discovers Jungkook doesn't remember her at all. . . . It takes them a little longer to realize that their chances are slim. Love is real, but the time goes around the impossibility. A little more of it, time after aching time, until it fades into a poignant vignette and changes, though it never stops. . . . medical romance, slow-burn, angst, slice-of-life, character/relationship study started - 2020 completed -

You're bonded to him... at least until he's done with you BTS Taehyung x Reader (Mature content and themes)