"Luci I wanted to-" "Don't f*cking call me that," Lucifer interrupted, speaking in a monotonous voice, whilst staring intently at the marbled floor beneath his feat. "It suits you though!" Dior defended in a giggly tone, but his expression did not change. "I said don't f*cking call me that." "You can even give me a silly nickname if you'd like," she proposed. Silence "Eh, you'll learn to love me one day." Little did she know, he already did. ------------------------------------------------ After the kidnapping and torturing of Dior Delilah Hamilton, the only daughter of the biggest mob boss in New York, Dante Hamilton, her father had no choice but to hire a full-time bodyguard for her, otherwise known as : Lucifer Alistair. Dior Delilah Hamilton Despite how the world has treated her, the contagious smile on her face never faltered. Bringing joy to those around her was her addiction, and the innocent aura surrounding her can never go unnoticed. With 3 older brothers, and a mafia man for a father, she was protected beyond belief. Or so they thought... Lucifer Alistair. His name itself causes the strongest of men to shiver in their boots. And boy did he live up to his name. He'd been let down all his life and learnt to never expect anything from anyone, because everyone will leave you in the end. His mind was set. He was to be a lone wolf til his last breath. Broken, misunderstood, heartless, soulless even, Lucifer could not be fixed. That was until Dior slithered her way into his shattered heart, and vowed to make it whole again. ---------------------------------- I don't own any pictures used in this story All rights reserved, do not copy my work

"You stay quiet... perfect," Jungkook murmured, his lips dangerously near my ear. "I like the way you endure me, the way you let me hurt you... yet somehow, you survive. That... that makes you irresistible."

❝𝗜 𝗺 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗬𝗻..𝗜 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲❞ he whispered to me, his eyes held no regret but a slight guilt. With a heavy breath, I asked him,❝𝗪𝗮𝘀 𝗶𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲?❞ he looked at me for a moment and sighed.❝𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗜 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗬𝗻..𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲?❞ my heart was scattering and tearing apart at each moment, how did I manage to love this man? He is not the man I married.. 𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: BTS fanfiction, Angst, smut 𝗧𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗲: cheating, second woman, guilt and anger, second chance, love triangle, smut 𝗪𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 : 𝗖𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗶𝘁 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸! ⓄⓋⒺⓇⓋⒾⒺⓌ Jeon Yn a good wife who always intended to live a happy life with her husband Jeon Jungkook until he starts falling out of love and finds himself cheating on her with his secretary.As he knew his wife would never leave him, he faked his death. However, the circumstances change each time him tries to pursue his wife back who chooses to move on and start a new life. 🇹​🇴​ 🇰​🇳​🇴​🇼​ 🇲​🇴​🇷​🇪​ ʀᴇᴀᴅ 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐆𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄? By @fianawr. Instagram: @fianaaww

An art thief teams up with an unlikely ally in order to track down a bloodthirsty artist before she becomes the killer's next muse. * * * * * After serving time in a foreign prison for art theft, Kirby McKinley returns home only to be tempted by one last heist. And this time, the job is personal. But the simple heist goes awry when she pushes her luck and runs into the museum's gorgeous artist-in-residence, who is reconstructing a forensic facial sketch from a mysterious skull. Before the two can part ways, they stumble upon the rest of the body, posed as the subject in a painting Kirby knows far too well. More bodies begin to show up in twisted tableaus, entangling Kirby in a murder mystery that forces her to confront secrets that were never buried with her dead ex-girlfriend. But the forensic artist also has a few mysteries of her own and they must work together to track down the killer before Kirby becomes the muse in the final composition.

"Y/N, please tell me that I do not have a tail right now." BTS Jimin x Reader Hybrid AU Translations : Portuguese [Highest Ranking : #85 in Fanfiction]

✔️ COMPLETED VIEWER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. His name alone could end wars. JEON JUNGKOOK. A name that echoed in blood-soaked alleys and gold-laced corridors alike. The mere whisper of "Jeon" sent shivers down the spine of politicians, tycoons, and criminals alike. His enemies prayed not to see him; his allies prayed he wouldn't forget them. He isn't just the most powerful mafia in the country - he is power. He didn't order killings - he performed them. He didn't forgive - he forgot you ever existed. And when he snapped, cities burned. No court dared touch him. No woman could own him. No law could bind him. BECAUSE HE IS THE LAW. She was soft - too soft for his hands. Too gentle for his gaze. Too kind for his world. But he wanted her. No... he needed her. Y/N was everything Jeon Jungkook had never known he was missing. A college girl with eyes like prayer and a heart that forgave before it judged. She waved at children, fed stray cats, smiled at elders, and bowed at strangers. Her world was painted in light. He was dipped in blood. He saw her once, and never again was the same. Jungkook kept her. Like a secret. Like a possession. Like his last breath. She gave him peace, a strange stillness he didn't understand but refused to lose. She didn't argue. She listened. She stayed. She asked him one night in a quiet whisper, "Do you love me, Jungkook?" He smiled, eyes dark, brushing her cheek with fingers that had pulled triggers. "I'll stab you in your heart and kiss you while you're bleeding from your mouth, my precious. If this makes you feel that I love you... Then I love you so much." CLICK ON START READING FOR MORE...BECAUSE I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN ACHING FOR IT!

They said the devil doesn't walk among humans. They lied. Jeon Jungkook is not just a name... it's a warning. They call him insane, but even insanity would tremble in his shadow. He's a storm in human form, ruthless, sadistic, utterly untouchable. He doesn't play games...he writes his own rules, and the price of crossing him is more than blood...it's your soul. Alena never asked to be here. She was dragged into his world, where monsters wear human faces and loyalty is bought with blood. Her life was stolen the moment he laid eyes on her. 'Do you know what happens to those who defy me, Alena?' he whispered, his voice chillingly soft. She trembled, but didn't waver. 'They die.' His sadistic smile was a blade against her sanity. 'No, They beg to die.' Every corner of his world is drenched in blood, the deeper she goes, the more she realizes the true horror isn't just him...it's the secret he guards. Secrets that could shatter everything. He's willing to kill, destroy, and manipulate to get what he wants. This isn't a love story. It's a battle for survival. Because in his hands, even the strongest wills shatter. And in her heart, one question haunts her... Can she escape the devil, or is she destined to burn with him? Surviving in Jeon's estate isn't just about staying alive.... It's about not losing your mind. Welcome to this game of bloodbath And pray you make it out alive... JJKXALENA ✨📚Credits Storyline to dialogues, everything in this book is entirely my own creation. Please do not repost, copy or claim any part of this work as yours. 📕 Book cover: Petalnprose (DO NOT COPY) (Everything in this book is imaginary, only the BTS members are real and used as a muse for this book, they're the exact opposite of how they're portrayed)

Three brothers Three brides Three stories All interconnected to each other Every couple has a problem and a story to support it. Let's find out will the couples be ever happy with each other. Will it all really work out for the best or worst? #8 in arrogant out of 12.2K stories #4 in brides out of 3.7K stories #8 in India out of 49.8K stories #1 in compromise out of 454 stories #1 in story out of 253K stories #1 in strongfemalecharacter out of 7.94K stories #9 in fiction out of 503K stories #2 in brothers out of 26.2K stories

Saying that the Singhania's were famous would be an understatement. They were considered royalty in Rajasthan. There are even controversies that they were the ruling family of Rajasthan before the Britishers over threw them. Now they were one of the biggest business families in India with ventures in Medicine , construction , education , software engineering and more. All of India knew them. Or knew the images the media showed them. Everyone was curious about the family. Everyone wanted to be them. The Singhania heirs were a different topic. They were the heartthrob of the young. The whole family seemed to be covered in elegance and gold. But little did they know what happened behind those closed doors. Even the most perfect family from the outside have cracks in the inside. Because not everything glittering is gold. Cover credits @Deardevil123 Book #2 of the Singhanias

Siara Malhotra was once the heartbeat of her family-a spirited, passionate girl who dreamed of love and acceptance. But one cruel twist of fate left her broken, disowned, and accused of a betrayal she never committed. Cast out from the only home she knew, Siara rebuilt herself far away, emerging as one of the world's top neurosurgeon. Yet beneath her success lay a shattered heart and a soul that no longer believed in love or warmth. Mahir Sehgal, CEO of Sehgal groups was the man she had loved with every fiber of her being, but he had never returned her affection. Bound by a dying wish, Mahir reluctantly married Siara, only to abandon her on their wedding night. For three years, he stayed away, unaware that siara no longer has any expectations from life or love, she no longer loved him. When fate brings them back together, both must confront the ghosts of their pasts. Can two broken souls find healing in each other, or will the scars of betrayal and indifference keep them apart forever? WHAT WAS THE REASON SHE BROKE BEYOND REPAIR? TO KNOW, DIVE INTO THE STORY Copyright Notice: DO NOT COPY MY WORK