after a prank gone wrong in her old school, rich mean girl, min lea, dance captain of contemporary dance team 'elite movement', is forced to transfer to a school in the urban area of town, where she encounters a new street dance crew 'all stars' and bumps heads with dance captain jeon jungkook. 𝒀𝟐𝑲 • 𝑬𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝟐𝟎𝟎𝟎𝒔 • 𝑫𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 [all rights reserved. please do not plagarize, i will block you]

|𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃| ❝The moment I put this ring on your finger, you became my property.❞ ━━━━━━━༻𝓟･𝓑࿔━━━━━━━ 𝗪𝗔𝗥 𝗔𝗨 ❦ 2044. In a country of war, where dictatorship predominates, the fight for power becomes cruel under Gi Jong's regime. Surrounded by walls and Uchi devotees, she experiences the other side of the war while being forced to face an arranged marriage, unwanted pregnancy, family conflicts, submission, and rivalry. ˣ ˣ ˣ ⚠️ +𝟷𝟾 | 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚄𝙳𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 ⚠️

❝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?

🔞 [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

❝ Just like a promise, They were meant to break❞ STORY BY DYSNA FICTION <Please read book 1 first>

"When you get a new heart, will I still be in there?" She says, barely a whisper. "Will I still be in that heart?" "You're not just in my heart," Jeongguk replies truthfully. "You're in the blood flowing through my veins, you're in my mind, you're under my skin, around my bones, buried in my soul." Or: When Jeongguk moves to a hospital to mend his dying heart, he meets Yerim, a patient who paints stars on hospital tables and causes trouble everywhere she goes. A girl with stardust at her feet and constellations in her eyes. It's only then that he realises that you'll only truly feel alive when you're about to die. "A truly beautiful story and as someone who reads a lot, both on and a lot more outside Wattpad, can tell you that I will definitely remember it. Not like a good fanfiction it is, but like a story that deserves publishing so I can place it on my bookshelf." - jbmdsoul "This is one of my favourite books from now on I don't even know what to say. I'm still a sobbing mess I've been crying like a bitch and I need some time." - myshatae "I've read a lot of fanfics and it's safe to say I've never cried so hard reading one up until now. It is beautifully written and I have no words to describe how pathetically in love I am with this story." - bangtansbullet "This book was amazing. You made me cry like a thousand times and best-selling books and movies can't make me cry." - joonstree ACHIEVEMENTS 1st Place in BANGTAN WRITERS' AWARDS [COMPLETED] Note: Park Yerim is an original character. © whippednation 2018

The Mutual Help through his eyes ⏤𝒈𝒆𝒏𝒓𝒆: fluff, angst, smut, slow burn disclaimer: please, be aware this series contains mature content such as strong language and smut jungkook x reader, fake dating au

Winner at thefictionawards 2018 at best diverse book and best overall stories. Highest rank #1 in fanfiction, #1 in Jungkook Thank you guys I stood there, momentarily dumbfounded, my heart racing with confusion. Would she not open the door? My gaze shifted back to the boy behind the bars, and my breath caught in my throat. He stood still there, his dark eyes fixed on me-cold, empty, yet strikingly beautiful. Despite his youth, there was an unsettling depth to his gaze that seemed to pierce through any barriers, reaching straight into my soul. If I remember that day, I guess your eyes won my heart since that moment. Isn't that something you should be proud of? Cover by @alfaesha

|𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃| ❝You're such a pervert, Jeon Jungkook.❞ ❝You haven't seen half of it.❞ ━━━━━━━༻𝓟･𝓑࿔━━━━━━━ 𝗖𝗢𝗟𝗟𝗘𝗚𝗘 𝗔𝗨 ➳ She's too innocent for his tastes. But it's only a matter of time before he can turn that pure mind into a dirty one. ˣ ˣ ˣ ⚠️ +𝟷𝟾 | 𝙼𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴 𝙰𝚄𝙳𝙸𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝙾𝙽𝙻𝚈 ⚠️