When Min Yoongi's bride, Kim Lisa, vanishes two days before their wedding, his mafia empire teeters on the edge of chaos. Consumed by rage, he vows revenge on her and her brother, Namjoon. Amid the danger, his loyal friend Jimin meets Y/N, the gentle designer who quietly falls for Yoongi, unaware he feels nothing-yet. In a world of crime, power, and betrayal, love becomes the deadliest game, and even the coldest hearts aren't safe from its pull. Secrets, vengeance, and desire collide, setting the stage for a dark, dangerous, and passionate story. slow burn smut 18+ obsession Enemies to lovers Possessive love Bts mafia au Explicit

Sable's journey continues. She now has seven men to tend to. Six doms and a switch, all with their own personal touch. Can she handle it?

I was supposed to forget him. Just one night. One stupid, reckless, blazing hot night. I didn't even know his last name... But two months later, I'm pregnant with the heir to one of the most dangerous empires in the world. Damien Moretti is lethal, wealthy, and terrifyingly possessive. I built a life without him, poured everything into my boutique, held my head high, and decided I could do this on my own. Until he walked back into my life like a storm- demanding answers, demanding me. And he's not leaving without a fight. Now I'm stuck between a man who terrifies me and a future I never planned for... Because Damien doesn't just want the baby. He wants everything. My body. My heart. My soul. And once a Moretti claims something... He never lets Go His lips were fire-bruising, demanding, desperate as he pressed me back against the boutique's fitting room mirror. One hand gripped my hip like he owned it. The other slid down, low and reverent, stopping right where our child was growing inside me. "Mine," he growled against my skin, his voice ragged and possessive. "This baby... you... all of it. Mine." I should've pushed him away. But instead, I arched into him as his mouth traveled lower, whispering filthy promises over the swell of my barely-there bump before planting a hot kiss there. "You shouldn't be here," I whispered. He looked up at me with eyes that burned emerald. "Sweetheart... I'm never leaving." Written by:butterfly A stand alone book youtube channel filled with more characters is linked here www.youtube.com/@Butterflydream-m3o

𝒀/𝒏~ "𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌... 𝑯𝒆'𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌...𝑯-𝑯𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒎...𝑺𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆" ~ 𝑱𝒌~ "𝑰-𝑰'𝒎 𝑱𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒀/𝒏" ~ 𝑽~ "𝑫𝒊𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒎𝒆...𝑴𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆?" 𝘛𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨:~ This book contains intense themes that may be disturbing or triggering for some readers, including obsession, possessiveness, emotional and psychological toxicity, madness, betrayal, hate, manipulation, and unhealthy relationship dynamics. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Please prioritize your mental and emotional well-being before continuing.

✔️ COMPLETED VIEWER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED. His name alone could end wars. JEON JUNGKOOK. A name that echoed in blood-soaked alleys and gold-laced corridors alike. The mere whisper of "Jeon" sent shivers down the spine of politicians, tycoons, and criminals alike. His enemies prayed not to see him; his allies prayed he wouldn't forget them. He isn't just the most powerful mafia in the country - he is power. He didn't order killings - he performed them. He didn't forgive - he forgot you ever existed. And when he snapped, cities burned. No court dared touch him. No woman could own him. No law could bind him. BECAUSE HE IS THE LAW. She was soft - too soft for his hands. Too gentle for his gaze. Too kind for his world. But he wanted her. No... he needed her. Y/N was everything Jeon Jungkook had never known he was missing. A college girl with eyes like prayer and a heart that forgave before it judged. She waved at children, fed stray cats, smiled at elders, and bowed at strangers. Her world was painted in light. He was dipped in blood. He saw her once, and never again was the same. Jungkook kept her. Like a secret. Like a possession. Like his last breath. She gave him peace, a strange stillness he didn't understand but refused to lose. She didn't argue. She listened. She stayed. She asked him one night in a quiet whisper, "Do you love me, Jungkook?" He smiled, eyes dark, brushing her cheek with fingers that had pulled triggers. "I'll stab you in your heart and kiss you while you're bleeding from your mouth, my precious. If this makes you feel that I love you... Then I love you so much." CLICK ON START READING FOR MORE...BECAUSE I KNOW YOU'VE BEEN ACHING FOR IT!

Jungkook: I don't know what you're doing to me ...,I never ever craved someone the way I'm craving you...,I hate it but I so much fucking love it Yn: L-leave m-me Jungkook: That innocent voice of yours, butterfly, it makes the desire to have you burn faster. You're so fragile, so delicate... and I want to feel you, piece by piece Yn whimpering Yn: P-please... don't say such things... Jungkook leaned closer to her Jungkook: Why not? It's the truth. I want to own you, body and soul. I want to be the only one who can make you feel alive. Yn: N-no... I don't want that... Jungkook smriked at her words Jungkook: Liar. You're trembling with desire, butterfly. You want me just as much as I want you. And I'll make sure you get what you want... eventually. Yn: J-just leave me alone... Yn pleaded with him Jungkook: Oh, butterfly... you really are innocent, aren't you? I'll never leave you alone. You're mine now. Jeon Jungkook He's the the college heartdrop,king of campus hookups, ruthless, Filthy Rich and unapologetic. His charm is intoxicating, his smile disarming, and his eyes burning with unknown desire... Beneath the surface, he's a complex web of darkness and desire. When he set his sights on the innocent and naive new girl Choi Yn,She's a ray of sunshine,simple,soft spoken with a heart full of love. Her innocence is palpable, a refreshing change from the world around her. He becomes consumed by an obsessive craving that blurs the lines between love and obsession......She became a burning obsession to him...... Happy Ending ❤️ °This story is totally Frictional and my own ideas. °All Pic taken from Pinterest and credit goes to the original owner of the Pic. ° Do not plagiarize my work. Enjoyyyyyyyyyy 🥰🥰(+18)

"P-Please... I'm sorry!" she begged helplessly, rocking back and forth as she tried to comfort herself. The boys simply watched her in darkness, their gazes hardening as they took in her emotions. She tried to appear strong, but it was obvious that in certain situations, like the current one she was in, she was slowly cracking. They wanted to shatter her, to break and corrupt her. And after they would achieve that, they would mend her together, she would crawl back to them and beg for them to fix her. "I think it's time to show our little girl who she belongs to" --- 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐬... This is a dark erotica bully story! Please read the trigger warning chapter as this story will get dark! TW: dark themes, sexual and physical abuse, reverse harem, mature content, slight gore/violence and smut --- 1st in bdsmrelationship - 30/9/25 1st in dubcon - 7/10/25 2nd in boardingschool 8/10/25 3rd in violence 28/10/25 1st in boardingschool 9/11/25 2nd in daddies 13/11/25 1st in daddies 15/11/25

A new beginning. A fresh start. A different life. That's what Rae Wellsong believed when she set foot in Auberlake. But was it truly the start of something new- or the opening chapter of a nightmare? Then came the moment Rae ranked first in her new university's academics, shattering the unbreakable crown Park Jimin had worn as number one. A crack appeared in Jimin's pride-a crack he refused to accept. Second place wasn't an option. Losing was something Jimin hated more than anything. And Rae? She was no girl to back down. But what happens when he is forced to protect the one he despises-from the monster he is, too? *** "Jimin-your eyes, they..." A dark chuckle spilled from him, low and rough, sending a chill down her spine. "You really shouldn't look at me like that, Rae. Makes me want to..." His tongue brushed over a sharp fang. "...do things." Her feet felt nailed to the floor. "D-Don't come any closer." But he was already moving, his steps deliberate, predatory. His gaze dropped to her neck. She barely had time to gasp before it happened- He was on her. A blur of movement, his hand sliding to the back of her neck, tilting her head sharply. His mouth descended, fangs sinking into her skin with a white-hot sting. Her breath caught in a choked sound as his other hand clamped around her arm, holding her in place. It was so fast her mind couldn't keep up. "G-get away from me," she gasped, pushing weakly at his chest. "Stop it-" *** ♤ Vampire au! A Park Jimin Fanfiction

#2nd Series of Sherawat "You are my wife and you will do whatever I will say. Now start removing your clothes." He looked at his bride who was standing in front of him without any fear. "Huh...you will do whatever I say, my foot. I am Shivanya Kaur and I never bow in front of anyone. You have married me by forcing me but you can't touch me without my permission." She said with boldness. "Okay, let's see...." Just in a blink he stood up from the couch and before she could react he held her wrist and fell on the bed with her. . . . A girl was running on the streets in a mustard color punjabi bridal attire. She stopped on a road as she was just too tired from running. Soon she felt many lights. She looked up and found herself surrounded by many luxurious cars. Then she looked up at the sky from where a helicopter was landing and a dashing personality came out of it. His personality becomes more royal in his branded three piece suit. "Ab tera kya hoga Shivanya. Baba jii mein pura gurudwara mein langar karwaungi. Bas iss shaitan se bachalo..." She joined her bangle cladded hands together and looked up at the sky. "There's no way to save yourself as I am the only person who is above and in front of you..." A loud muscular voice echoed in her ears. . . . . . Adhyay Singh Sherawat is a name that commands both fear and respect, a business tycoon whose empire stretches across countless industries. Yet, despite the cold, calculating nature that defines him in the business world, there is one thing Adhyay cherishes above all else: his family and his wife 'Shivanya.' Shivanya Gill is the vibrant, Punjabi kudi, with a mischievous spark. A drama queen, with a sharp mind and a heart full of life, she is the complete opposite of Adhyay Singh Sherawat-where he is dark and brooding, she is bright and full of energy. You can also read it standalone. All rights are reserved under @Realest_thinker7.

༺𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 "𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐝" 𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔༻ ༄⬤◉༄ "Verdant, leave me! What am I to you? A possession? An obsession? Leave me right now!" I yelled, trying to knock some sense into him. He slowly brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, making me feel things I didn't want to. His hand grazed my waist, the warmth of his touch brushing against my bare skin, as my top lifted slightly due to the position he held me in. He touched his forehead to mine, closing his eyes as I did, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around us. "You're my first and last love, darling. You're not just the water I need, you're the oxygen I struggle to breathe. You're my best, my worst, my life, my world. You're mine." At the last words, he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. The soft touch calmed my muscles, but my mind was still a battlefield. Two months before my marriage, Jai used to write poetry, say sweet things, and do all these little romantic dramas. All men are manipulators. I know Vedant isn't, but I can't trust anyone right now. I wanted to push him away. "You really think you can manipulate me with sweet words? You're a manipulator, aren't you? At the end of the day, you're forcing me to choose you. And what's worst about men is that you only think about yourselves. You want me, but what about me? You never prioritise me!"