🩸 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?"

[COMPLETED] "I'm going to fuck you so hard, my peach, you won't even remember your own name." ❪ A darkcollege romance Erotica. #1 in Mr. Series❫ Trope of the book: Opposites attract. The reddest flag you've heard of. I didn't know I'll ever come across someone who's this toxic but is so intriguing that I'll be the moth drawn to flame. And now he's behind me, obsessed with me because he's my first. He wants me all for himself like I belong to him. He's an enigma and the baddest news ever, the type of guy your parents tell you to stay away from. Even if my mind tells me to run away from him, my body crawls back to him. Jeon Jungkook is someone who has no weakness, except the only girl who happened to be his one night stand after his boxing match- Kim Hana.

❝The moment I put this ring on your finger, you became my property.❞ ━━━━━━━༻𝓟･𝓑࿔━━━━━━━ 2044. Korea is one country now. One government, one flag, one man. Gi Jong's regime decides what people see, what they know, and who they're allowed to be. Behind the walls, civilians go about their lives. Outside them, a war has been running for years. The one Lee Jieun's father started, and that she kept going after he died. She was captured. And Gi Jong found something better to do with her than a bullet. A marriage to General Kang Jaehan, the man who spent years hunting her, and put them both in front of cameras as proof the war is over. Her sister stays in a military cell. The terms are simple: cooperate, or the young girl pays for it. Jieun has no army. She has no Kawa. She has a husband she despises, a regime expecting an heir, and a wedding ring that is also a leash. But she is inside the walls now, close to the people running the war. And she is paying attention. ⚠️ +𝟷𝟾 | 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚄𝙳𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 ⚠️

Its been 3 years. No BTS. No communications. No Jungkook. She's leading a brand new life. A stable good job. A hunky boyfriend. She's fallen in love again. But what happens when she faces Jungkook again? Will the feelings they've both suppressed....come back? Will Jungkook......be The mistress this time ? __________________________

She closes her eyes for a brief moment taking in the feeling of his touch all over her body. "They'll notice us gone" she whimpered wanting to leave but her body was aching for him so bad. "I just can't resist you" He bites down on her sensitive slender neck feeling the pleasure rise higher and higher by the second. How does y/n and Jungkook's love story continue? Guilt.. Confusion... Hate... Love.. Pain... Regret.... All the myriad of emotions within them all... °°°°°°°°°°°°°° YALL this is a 21+ alright! So read at your own dispense ❤

***Disclaimer***Wattpad deleted this book years ago and I appealed it then but no luck. I re-wrote the book same plots but not exactly the same. i have a summary of the plot but I dont have a draft of the actual book. "Y/N...." He gasped as he threw his head back from the pleasure trying to keep quiet. The staff, his hyungs walking past the doors not knowing the sinful things happening in the changing room. "I have to go..." She smirks at him wiping the corner of her lip as she locks eyes with him fully knowing that the teasing will drive him crazy. She walks out fixing her hair and starts working away. Jungkook who's trying to keep himself up, looking at himself in the mirror seeing the mess he's in, throbbing, sweating. "There's my husband!" Chelsea walks in to hug Jungkook.

Mara was convinced that she wasn't fated to live a normal, quiet life the moment she decided to play and cross paths with the devils themselves.

I was a moth and she was the flame, I was drawn to her and was trapped in her games. No, she was not at the fault, I'm the one to blame. as I willingly dived into her love now I'm no longer the same. -Jimin #187 in Bts in nov 23 2018 started date:Nov 3 2017 ended date: March 12 2019 Cover by : @pjmhydrate JiminXReader Mafia AU Mystery Will contain violence, smut and strong language 21+

Supermodel Kim Taehyung has been your best friend for two years, but one weekend changed everything... forever. "If I had to pinpoint it, I'd say that's when I fell in love with her... just watching her sleep so peacefully in my arms. At that moment I knew I wanted to love, honor, cherish, and protect her, and I was pretty sure I wanted to do it for the rest of my life, although that thought scared me shitless at the time." ***This is a slice of life smut story. No plot. No drama. Just smut... although it does have a cute love story. Still interested? Cool... be sure to read the 'Before You Begin' chapter for full disclaimer. I do not own the rights to any of the pics/gifs used in the story. First chapter published - 1/19/20 Story completed - 7/3/20 © 2020 Miraclemaven50

"...Kookie" she calls that's when Kookie's small little hands tugged onto his mother's sleeve's pulling her to look at him. "what's wrong Kookie?" ❝I want to buy her❞ HIGHEST RANKINGS: #3 in FANFICTION ✓ #2 in JUNGKOOK ✓ #1 in ANGST✓ ©Hyonbi 2019 ✓