"You were never meant to be mine... yet I cannot exist without you." "Loving you feels like drowning, but I've never wanted to breathe." When Boun Noppanut stepped quietly into his life, Prem Warut didn't just see him-he felt him. A presence so delicate it should have been handled with care, yet powerful enough to turn Prem's entire world into chaos. To Prem, Boun wasn't just love. He was a need. A longing that twisted into hunger. An obsession that grew with every glance, every silence, every scar hidden behind his eyes. But obsession is a dangerous kind of love. It protects, it suffocates. It worships, it destroys. And Boun, caught in Prem's fire, must learn whether this love will heal the fractures in his soul... or burn him until there's nothing left. Obsession is no set just a story-it's a haunting melody of desire and pain, of fragile hearts and the kind of love that both saves and ruins. _________________________ ----------------------------------- Published ~~9 sep 2025 1 K ~~ 1 oct 2025 2 K ~ 5 Nov2025

"You really think he loves you?" Jimin's smile was slow, cruel. "You're just a phase, Jungkook. A distraction. He always comes back to Me "I don't hate you, Taehyung. Hate is too warm. What I feel for you... it's colder than death. I've imagined you broken, begging, breathless. And in every version, Jungkook to chooses me." "Your father... he wasn't just a businessman, was he?" Jungkook's voice was calm, but his fists were clenched. "No. He was a monster in a suit," Taehyung whispered "Kim Taehyung is Married??" "Look how he smiles with him. Look how he touches him. That was supposed to be mine. Jungkook was supposed to be mine! I'll tear his name out of your mouth, Jungkook. I'll erase every memory until there's nothing but me.But don't worry-I'll be the one to hold you... when I bury him." "This isn't love, Jungkook. It's war. And I always win." (??) "You don't get it, do you? People like you were born to serve-quiet, disposable, forgettable. Taehyung is mine. He always was. You're just a phase he'll regret." "Then tell me the truth, Taehyung. Who are you really? A savior... or the reason I've been hunted?" "He chose me." "He pitied you." He turned to leave, but paused. "I loved you, Taehyung. Maybe I still do... But I can't be your secret anymore." A tangled web of blood, betrayal, and buried truths. Two souls connected by fate, torn by a crime no one dared to uncover. A past filled with secrets. A family torn apart by betrayal. A love threatened by the shadows of power. every truth unravels a deeper lie, and every heartbeat might be the last.at last It's the person smiling at you while holding the knife. How far will they go to uncover the truth-and protect each other from it? Lets dive into the story If You're under 18 I begg you please skip itttt #taekook #toptae #taekook

Taehyung and Jungkook had been in a relationship for the past 8 year. There's nothing that they love more than each other. But the rest of the world... just didn't knew that. "Are you seriously asking me to not react when you kiss someone else?!" "Jungkook, you're being ridiculous. We have a reputation to protect." "Are you trying to imply that I'm bad for your reputation?" "You know that's not what I mean-" "-You wanna keep things professional? Sure, let's do that. Have a nice day, Mr Kim." When a love is so strong, it can only be broken from within.. Start - 21/03/2022 End - 15/10/2023 A/N - story line is all mine. Any resemblance to another story is purely coincidental. Photo credit to rightful owners. Cover done by @kasuniisanka ❤ All the events are purely fiction and came out of my imagination. No relation to real life people or event. No disrespect meant for anyone. Happy reading. 💜💜

He's a 21-year-old gang leader with blood on his hands and fire in his eyes. He'd kill for CEO Kim Taehyung-and he already has. What Jeon Jungkook doesn't know is that Taehyung isn't just watching. He's orchestrating everything. Cold. Powerful. Obsessively in love. Seven years apart, but bound by something darker than fate. One wants to protect. The other wants to own. And when their secrets collide, it's not love-it's war in silk sheets and stained knives.

We were just friends... Until I moaned his name. We were best friends - Now he wants husband privilege. We skipped the dating part - Straight to the bedroom, and straight to "I do." • From bros to blow-up in beds • I said bro, he said bed or couch • Best friend rights: activated • With benefits? • Best friends don't kiss, right? • Best friends make the worst husbands... do they? I married the boy who knew my secrets. From high fives to honeymoon.

The story is all about how Jeon Jungkook loses his one-sided love to his own twin brother Jeon Jeongguk. Same face, Same voice with different personality. The older twin Jeon Jungkook was always mistreated by his family for some odd reason, except for his older hyung Yoongi and the head of Jeons, Jeon Jungmin. Jungkook's grandpa. Everyone loved Jeongguk more and always avoided the older one. There was many differences between the two. If Jungkook is fire then Jeongguk is fuel. If Jungkook is rain then Jeongguk is thunder. If Jungkook is brave then Jeongguk is bold. If Jungkook is magic then Jeongguk is curse. If Jungkook is flower then Jeongguk is thorn. AND If Jungkook is love then Jeongguk is heartbreak. ₊˚ʚ ᗢ₊˚✧ ﾟ. "While I was coming out of my depression because of him and his smile, he found me unlively and fell in love with the one who has everything by his side." ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆࣪ ִֶָ☾. "Mom Jungkook used to avoid my eyes. As if he was afraid of something I'd see. But now I notice he dosen't avoid my eyes." Taehyung asked confusingly to his mother who let out a bitter chuckle. "He used to avoid your eyes cause he thought you would notice his feelings for you and would accuse his love like you did in the past. Now he dosen't avoid looking at you because there's no feelings left for you in his heart and eyes. Jungkook dosen't love you Taehyung." Taehyung's breath trembled and regret swallows him whole.

𝘚𝘠𝘕𝘖𝘗𝘚𝘐𝘚 "Some storms never end. Some hearts never forget." Kim Taehyung was twelve when his mother died in the rain. He didn't scream. He didn't speak. Only his fingers trembled- and the scent of lavender soaked into the halls of Kim estate like a ghost that refused to leave. Now thirty, he's the cold yet soft, porcelain face of Kim Corp- a man with ink on his fingers, obsessed with clouds and strawberries, and an empire built on rare things: books, birds, broken antiques- and walls no one is allowed to breach. Except the past doesn't knock. It claws. When Jeon Jungkook-heir of another empire and the boy Taehyung once called his moon- is forced into an arranged marriage with him, neither of them is prepared for the collision of memory and myth. Jungkook is twenty-four now, sharp-tongued and sugar-soft, with tattoos hidden under starched sleeves and a paper crane in his wallet- the last thing Taehyung gave him before vanishing from his life. He doesn't understand why he still dreams of that night. Why the word lavender makes his throat close. Why Taehyung looks at him like a prayer he's not ready to say. Tension tangles between them like a ribbon on fire- brat and tamer, storm and silence, the boy who misunderstood and the man who never explained. As business contracts tighten and the shadows of their closed ones stir, the truth begins to bleed- about that night, about the woman who sang lullabies to birds, to clouds and about a love that never died... only hid. Soft hands meet hard truths. Birds sing in storm light. And sometimes, the only way to heal-is to fall apart first

The outer beauty matters more than beauty of the soul in today's world. Nobody is going to give a shit about your good heart. In this world where appearances define popularity, Kim Taehyung, the so-called "ugly nerd," had to endure relentless bullying. He lost hope in life but, a glimmer of hope emerged as Jeon Jungkook appeared, a figure cloaked in an enigmatic aura, destined to be his savior. As their connection deepened, a tempestuous love triangle unfurled with the arrival of Park Jimin, casting shadows of doubt and uncertainty upon their intertwined destinies. Were their fates entwined or merely fleeting moments of passion? Would they withstand the tumultuous twists that awaited them? "We were never meant to be. Perhaps, you were destined to be his," whispered in the air, a haunting echo of a love that might never be. And what if years later the separated ones' paths converged once more, adorned with even more bewildering turns? "She's my... daughter-" "Not yours, but mine alone. Though you may be her biological father, I am her sole parent," echoed the fierce voice with sharp determination.