Jungkook and Siri didn't care that they were arranged to marry. They've only ever wanted eachother ever since they became bestfriends when they were 4 years old. Unfortunately, one sudden tragedy tears apart the life they were meant to share together. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - childhood bf JJK x OC named Siri - angst, fluff, early childhood friends to lovers, arranged marriage au **ALSO on AO3, Inkitt and Tumblr as backup** ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ❌ DO NOT COPY or take any part of my stories and claim it as your own somewhere else - that's PLAGIARISM & is ILLEGAL. If I find out someone has copied my work, I will take action to get them removed. ❌DO NOT use or translate ANY of my work please. Part of the cover photo/pictures in the chapters were found on google/pinterest and don't belong to me.

After five long years, he chose to return. After five long years, he came back. After five long years, the boy who has forgotten me, the boy who broke my heart is back. And the worst part is, he's changed. All Rights Reserved ©2026 ©narahkris™

What would you do if you found out that your new bodyguard was actually the world's most famous porn star?

the garden is dying, and no one is watching. pairing: jungkook x reader · second person pov genre: angst · smut · psychological · metaphors · symbolism warnings: grief, suicidal ideation, cheating (past), existential themes, android/human conflict, poetic language rating: mature (18+) status: completed · multi-part word count: ~38,749 words

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

Two months after being ghosted by your boyfriend of two years, you drunkenly slaps a man at a bar on Valentine's Day. So, what happens when you found out that he isn't your ex-boyfriend, but his twin brother?

You hated each other, until you decided to come to a common ground for some peace... Mature Content Genre: angst, fluff, smut JungkookxReader Enemies>Lovers au TW Mentions: harsh language, drugs, alcohol, Upwards of 80k words

Broke his heart for a reason. Years later, you meet him again. end game or no? ✍🏻: A short story 🫂

How much pain would you endure for the person you love? Was the humiliation, rumors and heartbreak wasn't enough?