Destiny Eight years. High school. College. Career. Their love seemed unbreakable, built on trust, commitment, and a deep bond. But when his secret-a hidden life as a mafia king-was exposed, she fled, shattering their years together. She left him out of fear, terrified he might hurt her. Little did she know, she was the reason for his survival in this dangerous world. Obsession, addiction, fixation-call it what you will, but he never cared about the labels. From the moment his eyes met hers, she was claimed as his, a part of his dark, chaotic universe. Their romantic love story remained incomplete, marred by fate and the people around them. She loved coffee; he smelled like coffee. He loved vanilla; she smelled like vanilla. Now, he's back to reclaim what's his. "Oh, my innocent kitten, have you ever seen anyone let go of their addiction?" -

"I don't like people who don't understand what they're putting into my music." "And you think I don't?" "I think you will. Or I'll make you." Jeon Jungkook doesn't ask for your lyrics. He takes them. Twists them. Turns them into something sharper, deeper-something that sounds too close to the truth. Working with him means long nights, quiet tension, and learning how to read the things he doesn't say. Because he doesn't cross lines. He waits for you to. And when you do, there's no pretending it's just about the music anymore. Especially when the one song he refuses to release... is the one that sounds the most like you. •toxic, mature content, a touch of thriller, smut

Having to move last minute was something Nova despised. Oh, the way she hates the landlord. A quick online surf was all she did to find a new place. Close to her workplace, decent price, safe neighborhood and not so bad to look at. That's all she needed. Quiet, peace and calm. That was until the dog barked. And in came the noise of an electric guitar. All she could do was stare at the ceiling and hope the neighbor shuts up.

"You know I don't like you?" He smiles "Stop lying to yourself, princess." Jungkook x Reader Fanfiction Highest Ranking: #1 btsarmy #1 btsfandom #1 readerxjungkook #3 kookie Some mature content🔞 Don't forget to follow and vote! Started - July 23, 2020 Ended - October 26, 2020

They warned you about men like him. The kind that didn't knock, they kicked the door down. The kind whose name was whispered in alleyways and feared even behind closed doors. A man whose presence silenced rooms and whose gaze could leave bruises. Jeon Jungkook wasn't just powerful, he was power and he didn't chase, he commanded. He didn't ask, he took. And the city? It belonged to him long before you ever crossed his path. You had no business being in his world. But fate never cared for logic, it cared for impact, and the night you looked him in the eye and said "No", you set a monster on fire. He tried the easy way with money, with charm and presence. But you, with your defiant stare and soft, stubborn lips, weren't like the women who moaned his name behind closed doors and forgot it by morning, you resisted him. And that? That was your first mistake. He didn't fall in love, yet, of course. He fell into obsession, and obsession is never gentle. So he gave you a choice: marry him... or your family disappears from the face of the earth. You thought he was bluffing, until the locks clicked and your world shrank into the walls of his mansion, silk sheets and steel doors, until his name replaced yours in every corner of your life. But here's the thing about Jungkook. He never lied to you, he told you he wouldn't hurt you, and he didn't. He just owned you entirely. Heart, soul, body-claimed, caged, worshipped. You were the fire he could never hold without getting burned, but he held you anyway. Because monsters don't let go of what they love, they protect it and cage it. And when the world tries to take it away... They burn it all down.

Do you know what they're calling you?" His voice dripped with amusement, like he was savoring every ounce of her downfall. "The most hated woman in the world," she answered, not a trace of regret in her voice. because loving him isn't safe. it's scandalous. it's terrifying. and it might just be worth it. and as the walls of the world close in, one thing becomes painfully clear: to survive this love, they'll either have to fight together or be torn apart forever. © All Rights Reserved by justinjustkidding Current Rankings: #1 - bychance (15/10/24) #2 - Jkff (27/09/24) #2 - jungkookmafia (05/10/24) #7 - btsarmy (02/11/24) #3 - btsscenario (18/12/24) #1 - Jimin (08/01/25) #1 - Hoseok (17/01/25) #2 - angst (04/02/25) Thank you for every read, vote, and comment. Your support keeps this story alive. © 2024 by @justinjustkidding All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the author's prior written permission. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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"There is no us. You broke us Jungkook" "Even if it is broken, it is still us." . . The sequel to 'him' . . In which Jungkook tries to find his way back into Y/N's life. . . Jeon Jungkook X Reader story . . Do not repost/rewrite the story. {use of strong language and (possible) triggering content} . . ©️jjeonsub

"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

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮." 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐝. Jeon Jungkook. The new head of the Korean mafia with schizophrenia. They say his mind is broken. The voices in his head never stop screaming. His triggers are many. Enemies who breathe too loudly. Withdrawal that makes his hands shake. Women who exist too close. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞. He watches me like I am a sin he is dying to commit. Like killing me would be mercy, and keeping me alive would be temptation. But now I don't know which truth terrifies me more. That he wants to keep me or that he is fighting the voices telling him to kill me. Because the longer I stay alive the more I realize He isn't the only monster in this marriage.