❝ I want to stay with you until I can't breathe anymore, and my body gives up on me.❞ ➥ 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐤𝐨𝐨𝐤 ❝ I'll cling to you so tightly that your breaths and body won't give up on you until mine do.❞ ➥ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐍 / 𝐒𝐤𝐲𝐥𝐚 ❝ He might not love you, but you're the power he needs.❞ ➥ 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐉𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧 Jeon Jungkook, a powerful Mafia King, abducts a mysterious young woman and locks her on the seventh floor of his imposing building. As she uncovers the secrets of this floor, she finds herself drawn to the King, even though suspicions arise about her father's death. Meanwhile, rival Park Jimin, with political influence, also pursues her, aiming not just to snatch her away from the King but an heir from her. The plot is filled with mystery, romance, obsession and a power struggle, with each character entangled in a web of secrets and hidden motives. ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ ✧ Dear readers, this is my first ever work here. Hope you enjoy it !!

"YOU ARE something...aren't you..." He squinted his eyes studiously moving towards my lips, a mischievous smirk lingered in the corner of his lips. When y/n falls in-front of billionaire bad boy Jeon Jungkook's car while chasing her mischievous feathered friend, she wishes to never see him again... But little did she know that he would be her senior in her new college she's staring soon... Jk: "Why do you keep getting in my way hm?" He mumbled tilting his head, as his eyes studied my lips. Y/n: "Uhmm...I wasn't really in your way..." I murmured hesitantly. Jk: "so, you are saying I walked into you?" Raising his eyebrows, he inched a little closer. Lost for words, I stared at him, keeping my lips closed. "It was there... All along... Hidden... In every pull...every playful touch...and in every adoring kiss... The carnal desires... cunningly hidden in their playful fights... It waited for the right moment to incarnate... Now the time was perfect. It lurked out gently and carefully, slowly hypnotizing the two souls to bind them in love even stronger... A wild and irresistible stallion...He roamed his realm, unshackled... "Hah! just another girl...She'll pass by..." He thought... But...No... He was wrong... Her virtuous love subdued him... The words she spoke and the way she behaved became his bridle and reins... He became her Beloved...Subdued Stallion..."

❝You're never going to be my wife. Never going to be anything close to my Michae. You're just a fucking babysitter for Seol. Don't forget that,❞ he growled, pinning her down with a slewing glare. "Get out of my room." She quivered softly, her doe eyes blinking. "B-But didn't we marry?" Her tiny hands tightened on her plushie. "Marriage doesn't mean dogshit to me." He started pushing her out of his room because there was no way he was letting this freak sleep in here. Crazy childish bitch. "Issok, I'll make Seol a big good girl like me, then you'll like me too, Jungkookie." She grinned, innocent to his hate, and pressed an adorable kiss on his cheeks. "Wanna play-" He harshly shoved her out before she could finish and slammed the room's door shut. Stumbling, her cute little figure fell on the ground and her tushie hurt. "Ow! So mean. Hmph, I don wanna play wichyu too!" She stomped up and went to the other room while clutching on to the plushie for moral support. ... Jeon Jungkook finds himself in the trickiest situation of his life when his family falls in love with a 22 year old woman, who has little space syndrome, and selects her as his second wife. All he can muster up is hate and disgust when he looks at her. No doubt she is amazing with his daughter Seol. That didn't mean she was getting a space in his heart or actually be his wife. She happens to be the sweetest, kindest and adorable death to him, and a beam of sunlight in his bleak dark life. Whatever he had touched had broken down, now she was gifting her joyful touch to it and bringing it back to life. Against his wishes, she was playing with the strings of his heart too easily, without a single clue of being so effortlessly beautiful inside-out. In this unknowing whirl of bringing things back to life, she might have also touched Jungkook's heart and it was coming back alive. For her. Was this the start of falling in love all over again? Why was his cold-heart starting to beat yet again?

When he denied his own baby calling her a cheater. "This baby is not mine." But why god planned them to meet again? "I would like you to transfer in JEON CORPORATION." When he devotes himself to ruin her life. "I'll ruin your life like you did mine." But then what happened to him? "I fvcking don't like to see anyone else near you. You get that?" When he gets to know the truth. What will he do then? 🥇1 in #jeonjk (05/04/2024) 🥇1 in #btsjungkook (12/04/2024) 🥇1 in #jkff (20/04/2024) 🥇1 in #jungkook (01/05/2024) 🥇1 in #jeonjungkookie (01/05/2024) 🥇1 in #jeonjungkook (01/05/2024) 🥇1 in #golden (01/05/2024) 🥇1 in #kookie (13/05/2024) 🥇1 in #bangtan (16/05/2024) 🥇1 in #jimin (09/06/2024) 🥇1 in #ff (23/07/2024) 🥇1 in #hobi (08/08/2024)

❝Thank you for making me a little less lonely.❞ - In which a depressed soldier falls for a prostitute. Romance/Tragedy - Started : 11.11.17 Finished : 17.11.17

"Break my heart and you will find yourself inside, my little one." A bond forged in childhood, a promise sealed with innocence. Jungkook and Y/n, inseparable friends, vow to marry each other if they don't find their love interests. Years later, the day of their union dawns, casting a spell of anticipation. But as the final vows are exchanged, a shocking twist shatters their beautifully created world. "How can it be that my memories are more alive than I am?" . . . . . . . . . . His Little One ©Moon_3004 Cover credits : @MinaKooKoo

🔞 [completed] A love so 𝘁𝘄𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱...it justifies 𝘀𝗶𝗻. ❝𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘺𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝘮𝘺 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘨𝘦𝘵. ❞ Highest Rankings: ♛ #1 fanfiction ♛ #1 matureaudience ♛ #1 jeonjungkook Copyright © 2022 Marie-Clarie

For the richest man in the country, his wife .. namely me .. is just another property of his that he absolutely refuses to sell or forfeit. Even after 3 years of separation, getting a divorce from him is still an impossible task to accomplish! I have by all means refused to contact him.. and he didn't bother to contact me as well. but why is it when I finally decided to find another man to love and live happily with my ex cold husband turned into someone I never met before. could I have been mistaken about him all along ? #1 separation 01/10/2021 ( 01 octobre ) #1 richmalelead #1 arranged 14/04/2021 (14 avril) #1 regret 06/04/2021 ( 06 avril ) #1 hesitation 18/04/2021 ( 18 avril ) #1 exhusband 02/05/2021 ( 02 mai ) #1 complicatedrelationships 11/06/2021 ( 11 juin ) #1 misunderstanding 22/09/2021 ( 22 septembre ) #1 jealous 19/10/2021 ( 19 octobre ) #2 marriage 09/02/2022 ( 09 fevrier ) #1 marriedlife 02/06/2022 ( 02 juin ) #1 regret 04/06/2022 (04 juin)

This is the sequel to 'His Unwanted Wife' Excerpt ~~~~~~~~~~~~ Get out! There is nothing left between us." Nathan yells. "What do you mean Nathan? We're married." His lips thinned. "My lawyer will be calling you about that." "Nathan." She pleads. "Why are you doing this? This isn't you." "Sabrina." He put a ton of emphasis on her name. "You don't know me, you don't have the slightest clue who I am. That sucker, you knew as a husband, no longer exist. You're going to see who Nathan Alden really is." He picks up the phone and hits a button. "Security, I have a woman here that needs to be escorted out of the building." End of excerpt What could possibly turn Nathan against Sabrina? ~~~~~~~~

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.