"So, who should I choose next?" I don't know what has gotten into me at this moment, but the next thing I know is that I take the last sip of my drink, raise my hand in the air and before the host gets the chance to choose anyone against their will, I shout into the crowd. "I volunteer!" Highest rankings #1 in karaoke #1 in jkfanfiction #1 in army #1 in maknae #1 in jeongguk #1 in btsau #1 in jungkookfanfiction #2 in jeon #4 in bts #5 in btsjungkook #5 in btssmut #7 in fanfiction Started: June 20, 2020 Finished: February 11, 2021 Warning: This story contains mature language and scenes - reader discretion is advised

𝐀 𝐏𝐒𝐘𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐑 ❛ HE TORE HER APART, UNTIL SHE WAS HIS TO CLAIM ❜ 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘸, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳, 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. ❜ 18+| contains mature and triggering content. ©𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐕𝐄𝐑_𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐅𝐒

She wanted one cigarette. He took her entire world. Y/N Norris was born into power, trained to be untouchable. But a single midnight mistake puts her face-to-face with Seoul's most dangerous man, Jeon Jungkook. Cold-blooded. Brilliant. Unbeaten. And the last person you ever want to owe anything. He could've taken her life. Instead, he took her. Now, she's locked in a war of wills, his ring on her finger, his rules in her ear, and his eyes always watching. Jungkook doesn't want peace. He wants control. Of her body, her loyalty, and worst of all... her heart. But Y/N was never taught how to surrender. And he was never used to someone who fights back. In a city ruled by shadows, where love is a weapon and power is the only currency, one thing is certain: She was never meant to be his bride. But he's already decided-she will be his queen. ⚠︎Dark Romance | Possessive Male Lead | Enemies to Lovers | BTS Fanfic | BTS x Reader | Forced Marriage | Power Play | Obsession & Desire

We all have a price, what's yours? *** Pairings: mafia!jk x reader Warnings: smut, violence, mentions and use of drugs and guns, prostitution Do not copy or steal this work In process English isn't my first language, so I apologize beforehand if there are any grammatical mistakes

"What if I don't stop?", I say bravely, not understanding where the courage comes from. But at this point, I also don't care. The tension is so immense and the way he looks at me doesn't reduce it at all. He looks at me with those piercing glaring eyes which want to swallow me up and eat me alive in an instant. Suddenly, he comes closer and before realising, he already pushed me against the big tree behind me and whispers softly "Stop provoking me. I'm not sure if I can control myself any further." His deep and breathy voice brushes against my ear and makes my heart beating faster. At this moment, I feel the confidence leaving my body and instead, pure nervousness mixed with fear and exitment takes control over it. How the fuck did I end up in this situation?

STUDENT × PROFESSOR "he didn't know how even a simple touch of his can make a mess between my legs " __________________________________________________________ "His deep dominating voice echoed through the room as he pull up his sleeves showing those veiny arms of his... I bit my lips imagineing him grabbing me my waist as he pinned me to the wall..... hand pinned ....." "Miss. Y/N ? focus please" ____________________________________________ (21+) DISCLAIMER: " THIS STORY IS JUST A FICTION NOT RELATING IT WITH ANY REAL LIFE EVENT. THE CHARACTERS AND SCEAN ARE IMAGINARY" May 25, 2021 - July 29,2021 (Completed)

[COMPLETED]"I can never see you as my wife. This marriage is merely a formality, a sham, a marriage on paper only." . . . . . . She was 10 years younger than him, someone whom he always saw as his 'little one'. But how will he ever accept his little one's heart when in a twist of fate, he is arranged to marry her? . . . . . . . . . . © Moon_3004

"she's the drug, i am talking about." "She makes me high, with her scent" "She makes me addicted, with her body" "She ruins me, with herself" "She's more addicting, than cocaine" ❥⁠❥⁠❥ "Where's it?" He said calmly despite the anger which is hidden inside him which is about to brust out in my next answer but I stayed quiet. "I ASKED WHERE'S THE FUCKING POWDER ISUEL?" As expected i flinched. He always make me weak in the knees, and he knows his effect. Theres something in him that always makes me feel like he is in control of me. But I dint give up. He need to know I din't sign up to be his personal Therapist just to get scared and back off. "You don't need them" I closed my eyes knowing verry well what's coming next. His anger is something which no one can controll especially when he is longing for that white powder. " you're right, I don't need them, get on your knees cuz I need you" Saying this he started unbuckling his belt... ••• Jeon jungkook × choi Isuel Drug addict mafia × therapist. Au Dark romance. ••• Note :- pls imagine Isuel the way you want. Here in this story I imagined her as a Korean fragile and beautifull woman. Feel free to imagine her the way you guys want. Also note that jungkook is so dominant in this chapter and y/n is sub. But that doesn't mean y/n is a fragile girl who doesn't speak up for herself. Read the story for more info. ••• All rights reserved ©

"W-What are you doing, Y/N?" Jungkook stammered. His gaze drifted to her plump lips. "Oh, so you do know my name," she remarked as she positioned his arms around her midsection, drawing closer until he could feel his own racing heartbeat. "You know, I hate that you're taken. I genuinely wish you were single, all for me," she murmured, scowling at him. "But no problem, I know exactly how to snatch away something that catches my eye." -- What happens when Jungkook comforts a girl in tears one night, only to find out she's one of the richest students at his new school? His disdain for the wealthy grows, especially for Seung Y/N, who seems intent on pulling him into her world of bad influences. Started: March 20, 2022 Ended: June 17, 2022 18+. Contains mature themes such as sexual content and very sensitive topics that may trigger some people. Please do not read if that makes you feel uncomfortable. This is a fan-fiction, purpose that all incidents and occasions in this are all imaginary and all are of my imagination. Any resemblance to substantial life events and species, living or dead, are all purely coincidence.

Jungkook's grip tightened around Y/n's wrist, preventing her from leaving. His eyes bore into hers with a mixture of desperation and determination. "You're not going anywhere, Y/n," he stated firmly, his voice tinged with a hint of pleading. Y/n met his gaze, her eyes reflecting a storm of emotions - tears mingling with anger, confusion, and hurt. She jerked her wrist, attempting to free herself from his grasp, but his hold remained steadfast. "Why?" she demanded, her voice wavering with raw emotion. "Why should I stay? You married me just for your revenge. You don't love me. Why would I stay in this sham of a marriage?" Jungkook's expression softened momentarily, a flicker of pain crossing his features before his resolve hardened once more. "Because I love you, damn it," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper yet filled with intensity. _________ JJK FANFICTION