❝Dont waste bullets, baby girl. Instead, what do you say we kick some criminal ass❞ TRAILER IN LAST CHAPTER Nobody would have imagined a group of eleven teenage highschool kids to unravel a series of missing cases that further led to murder. However this comes with a twist. With every clue found, puts forward the risk of losing a member in the chase. One clue after another sets fire to their youthful instincts, wanting and fighting to know the past that collided their fates together. 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐬. 𝐉𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜-𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. COMPLETED ✔ ROMANCE | MURDER | MYSTERY | CRIME | HIGHSCHOOL | FRIENDSHIP

"I need you to strip naked. For...research purposes." Jeon Jungkook is an aspiring boxer. One day, Han Soa witnesses his tournament on the internet, that led her to enroll in the same sports school as him- only that it was an all boys school. And even more shockingly, she's roommates with a senior of the school....none other than Jeon Jungkook himself. Plot inspired by To The Beautiful You Edited material, story, video trailers by Tzuyan [Featured in global and local news in SPH, Mothership, TodayOnline, Singapore's Writers Festival and others]

"My client will divorce you after four years. He will give you compensation money as the gift of your cooperation." My cooperation? It wasn't like i have any other choice. I was forced to do this marriage." 🏅 #1 BTSJUNGKOOK out of 1000+ fics #1 BTSFANFICTION out of 1000+ fics #1 BTSFANFIC out of 1000+ fics #1 BTS out of 1000+ fics #1 BANGTANSONYEONDAN out of 1000+ fics

I knew it. I should have never made a deal with the devil. And him? He was worse than the devil. The cold metal kissed my throat-not a lover's touch, but a promise. I felt every groove of the barrel, every intention behind it. Then he pushed deeper. "I thought we had a deal." His voice. Low. Gravel and gasoline. The kind of quiet that doesn't ask for permission. It takes. I've seen him angry. I've seen him bury men for breathing wrong. But this? He was frustrated. And frustration for him meant dead for me. The gun bit into my skin. I whimpered. Closed my eyes like that would save me. His other hand fisted hand-not holding. Crushing. I could already feel the bruises blooming under his grip. Little purple promises he'd leave behind. "And you never-" His breath hot against my ear. "-fucking break the deal with the devil, kitten." "I'm... I'm sorry." My voice cracked. Pathetic. Begging. I hated it. But I wanted to walk out of this room alive. And he was known for no mercy. So why would he leave someone like me breathing? Then I felt it. His teeth. Not a kiss. Not a threat. A claim. Sinking into my neck like he owned the blood beneath. And I knew what was coming for me. In the devil's syndicate, the throne was never the scary part. He was. _________________________________ ❛Kitten, the devil wrapped in silk, is still the devil.❜ _________________________________ • Tropes • Morally Grey to Black Hero Damaged Heroine Forced Proximity Gun Play Fear as Arousal Revenge by Proxy

Everyone nicknamed him the Street Killer, not because he was a murderer but because he could take a man's dreams and crush them all in one night in the city. People were terrified of having their secrets exploited because they knew he would be coming. I never paid too much attention to the vandalism he wrote on small, business windows, the displays he created with his graffiti of the act of the secret the owner committed, and I wasn't scared of him either. That is, until he decided to pay my father's shop a visit one night. My father shut down his store, got a job at a factory, and didn't once try to regain his dream again. However, I was different from him. I was going to find the person responsible for hurting my father in such a way. It was only when I ran into him spray painting a café window that I decided to confront him. We took turns arguing until suddenly the police showed up, but it's not like anyone would think. Instead of arresting only him, they wanted to arrest me, too. And just like that, I was on the run with the person who ruined my father's dream. In the eyes of the public, I wasn't an eyewitness... I was an accomplice. 𓆩・༺ ꔫ ༻・𓆪 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬 🔞 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: • ᴀʙᴜꜱᴇ • ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ • ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ • ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 ✓

That Red Dress is perfectly hugging her curves exposing her slender leg through that long slit. She looks divine. Her long black loose curls are asking me take a grip on it and make her wrapped those red tinted lips around my cock, Take her until her lashes are wet for crying. The grip on my glass goes tight further when Leo wrapped his arms around her waist, takes her in his dirty embrace. My jaw clenched in anger. Leo introduces her to his and Dad's business partner when kissing on her cheeks softly. Dropping the glass on the desk, I move towards them. " Elina! Mom is calling you inside. " Her eyes immediately winched as I almost snatched her from Leo's arm, she gasps but I drag her inside the hall. " Jeon! Hell you..... " I throw her on the wall as she hits on her back, gasps a little. My palm grabbed her jaw, lift her face to me. " 𝐁𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞, 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐰𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲. 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞, 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐤 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐦𝐞. " 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 what will happen when Jeon will fall for his own brother's would be wife? How would he resists this forbidden love?

𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘐𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥, 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯. 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴. - 𝓐𝓶𝓪𝓻𝓪 𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮 •𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐔 •𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍 • 𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒. • 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. ~•~ "In the midst of Dark Whispers and ancient secrets, Jungkook and Amara's worlds collide, igniting a passionate and dangerous love. Can they uncover the truth and overcome their families' dark pasts, or will their love be consumed by the shadows?" *Explicit content, dark themes, proceed cautiously.*

"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙!" he screams in my face, raking his fingers along his thick, lush blond hair. I look away so he won't see the tears. My cheeks are wet, and my heart is pounding loud enough to hear from across the room. "𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙫𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡. 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙥𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚, 𝙧𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞 𝙮/𝙣 𝘼𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙚. " She was all lace and lullabie and he was furry carved in flesh. But when she touched him, even his demons held their breath. He wanted to ruin her softness. Instead, he ended up worshipping it. ⚠️ This story contains dark romance, mature themes, emotional trauma