𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐝𝐥𝐚𝐦. . . . There are things you're taught not to do. Rules you're told to follow. People you're meant to forget. Flora never planned to end up here, but after one too many mistakes, her life dives for rock bottom. Now, she's trapped in a world she doesn't understand, haunted by a past she can't outrun. And at the center of it all stands the boy she'd sworn to forget. What once was fate, fractures into an illusion and twist into something dangerously evil. They were kids together. Friends together. 𝘜𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵. She's new. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵. She's fresh meat. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. What happens when they reunite? Secrets unfold. Chaos runs free. And the line between love and ruin sharpens into a thin blade, as history proves to repeat itself in its cruelest form. A girl. A boy. And a mad house that feeds on sin. There's no place to hide here. You can run, but you'll never get away. "𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘉𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘢𝘮. 𝘞𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺." 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐒𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲

#1 Lovestory #1 Drama #1 Tension #1 Student Livia Throne needed a job. She didn't expect it to come from her professor. Ronan Sterling is everything she should avoid, cold, disciplined, and completely untouchable. A man who lives by rules and never lets emotions get in the way. But when Livia steps into his home as his son's babysitter, distance becomes impossible. Because for the first time... Ronan Sterling is starting to feel something he can't control. And Livia might be the reason everything he's built begins to slip.

𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 & 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐬 Loyalty. It's a simple philosophy of virtue, worn thin by the world. In his hands, it is sacred- A creed carved in blood and obedience. A faith sharpened by order, tempered in the fire of command. Trust is demanded- forged beneath the weight of discipline, Bound by the concept of duty. But in hers, those words are fables- Tales spun by desperate men to keep obedience alive. Loyalty's a language of the desperate- spoken loudest by those too afraid to stand alone. Trust is a fool's game for those who've never bled. And right is wrong, wrong the only right in the chaos she was made for. They were born to opposite sides of the same war- two souls carved from a single wound, destined to bleed for different flags. They were meant to ruin each other quietly. Ruin. Ruin. Ruin and call it mercy. Call it duty. Never to find warmth in the ashes they made. Never to seek solace in what was made to destroy, what was meant to bring death. But fate... fate has never cared for intention- It placed his oath at the mercy of the woman he was trained to destroy, Placed her wrath in the hands of the only man who could ruin it. Steal her fury. Quiet her rage. Unravel the reason she drew breath. And he truly meant to do it- Every bit of it. Meant to ruin, To steal, To quiet, Unravel. He meant to bring justice, Bring justice and strike down a woman born of vengeance until fate intervened once more- Until, somewhere between the hunt and the havoc, he forgot to destroy and learned to worship instead. But worship's not enough to blunt her truth- hungry dogs are never loyal- not even to the palm they once adored. And even the devout, in the end, turn on their gods. 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒐𝒐𝒏...

"Let's play a game, Y/N... Find me." Jeon Jungkook was my childhood best friend, my first love, and the only person who swore he'd never leave me. But in a single night, he vanished into the elite black-ops military, leaving behind an empty apartment and a devastating note: Don't wait for me. Four years later, he returns as a hardened, ruthless Special Forces Captain, desperate to find the girl he abandoned. But I'm not that soft girl anymore. I built a wall around my heart and disappeared into a dangerous civilian intelligence career. He lost the game. I don't want to be found. But when a deadly threat puts my life on a hit list, I'm forced into 24/7 witness protection inside a remote safehouse. The armored doors slide open, and the commander assigned to protect my life is none other than Captain Jeon Jungkook. He wants an explanation. He wants forgiveness. But looking at the man who shattered my world, I give him the only order he has to follow: "Thank you for your service, Captain Jeon. Let's keep this strictly professional." Highest Rankings: #1 jkff #2 btsjungkook #1 militaryromance

She was supposed to be the easiest thing he'd ever ruined. They usually were. After all, it was the only language he'd ever been taught. Make them afraid. Make them listen. Force them to break. But she didn't break the way he expected. He was never supposed to want a girl like her. Yet she possessed a devastating habit of making the impossible actually matter. And he had spent his whole life slaughtering anything that did. ༻❁༺ Liora Solís was always too soft for her own good, a girl obsessed with a word she didn't even get to experience herself: Freedom. She believed it was her birthright to fight for others, spending her whole life doing so, acting as a shield for the defenseless while secretly choking inside her own hyper-sheltered life. She just never realized she'd end up begging for her own. To anyone looking in from the outside, she was just your average, everyday college student who followed all the rules and never stepped out of line-a naive girl who honestly thought monsters only lived in fairytales until she stumbled straight into the path of a real one. A single, devastating misstep. Talk about a twisted tale. The very girl who dreamed of liberating others is suddenly stripped of her choices, trapped in a forced marriage with the Angel of Death. Valen Azrael Duarte. Los Angeles's inescapable monster. A tattooed, lawless god with dark, captivating eyes, so full of secrets. Secrets that should have stayed buried. His. Hers. Her father's. He feels nothing, but wants everything, especially revenge served cold. Until he wants her even more. A tale of obsession so twisted and consuming that it turns into fate, and betrayal becomes the one thing that'll tear their lives apart because Azrael isn't a myth. Azrael is destiny. And Liora Solís is the one name he was never meant to spare.

𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫...𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲. ❃Jungkook: I am lost, drowning in darkness only because of you. ❃YN: How much love i wanted from you and how much pain you delivered . >~An Incident Which Made The Whole Scenario Of Their Relationship Change . »»----> He leaned forward , trailing his kiss from her cheek to neck, resulting in her back to arch, chest heaved up, clenching his shoulder. She exerted force to get him away but his warm breath on her sensitive skin was making her insane. " You are drunk jungkook, leave me" Her eyes scrunched in sensation when he licked her delicated spot on her neck. But her eyes swiftly open when he stated " That doesn't change the fact that i am your husband,But ,You are nothing to me, Yn" Her flowing tears and laying under him in such position shows the pain she was enduring. But her every hope died when he acclaimed something in the most brutal way. " I feel you pathetic to keep on trying on this spiritless relationship. " ⋇⋆✦⋆⋇　 Being an unwanted child of her parents, having a perfect sister , SHE always felt complex for herself but a hope to meet someone who would love her, shattered when an unlikely situation turned her life into a battle. HE , who was the beloved son of his parents faced the betrayal and insult, which got him into the bond with a woman he never loved. And the moment he vowed for their new relationship he made his mind to get rid of that 𝙐𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝘼𝙛𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮. A tale which will describe how a forced relationship turned two people supportive and protective towards each other. A TALE OF IMPERFECT PERFECT LOVE ❤ Jungkook× Reader ※Read my new fan fiction based on toxicity, breaking marriage and conflicts. Plagrism of my work is restricted. LOVE SMUT

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

To create. That's what Gianna Alexie wanted to do ever since she was a little Gia. After graduating college, the woman vowed to create a book for the world to love, though she knew she'll be needing help. Help came in the form of her mentor, Keenan Travino, a man more than a decade her senior with thin patience, a love for cigarettes and bourbon, and as many issues as the clever tricks up his sleeves. - COMPLETED BUT UNEDITED - 1ST DRAFT - PAPERBACK NOW AVAILABLE

"What does it feel like to be a heartless bitch?" "Cold." . . . Everyone loves Katherine Hartley - or at least, they love the illusion. Katherine reigns both on campus and at the elite ballet academy founded and owned by her father. She's every warning wrapped in silk. Elegance carved in ice, she's a girl raised to be disciplined, untouchable and most of all; perfect - a swan sculpted by years of brutal training and emotional isolation. Love was never meant for her. Especially not the kind that lingers - obsessive, aching... wrong. Especially not from the boy she's known since childhood. He's the one who sees through her mask, sees everything she tries to hide. And for the first time, Katherine starts to wonder what it would be like to fall - even if it ruins everything. He knows loving her may ruin him. But letting her go would destroy him. He's everything she can't want. And the only thing that makes her feel alive. She's the only thing he wants, but can't have.

𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 & 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 Revenge Countless souls have fallen prey to its grasp, their lives shattered as deeply as those they sought to harm, if not more so. For most, mere death isn't the end It's not enough to satiate their thirst They crave retribution, wish for something beyond the grave. They want misery upon those who've wronged them. Long for the torment of those who've wounded them But at the end of the day, it's merely a wish, A burning desire for- well, nothing realistic, really For they are weak. Powerless Some may even deem them useless But then, there exist the select few- those who refuse to settle for anything less than the worst, denying death's grasp to unleash a living hell upon their enemies, Those who take matters into their own hands, seizing control & becoming the architects of their own vengeance, Now those, those are dangerous. For in their eyes, the concept of contentment is a foreign notion, replaced by a searing ache for more- More agony, despair. More misery, more wails. More destruction, chaos. People like him, they feed off of fear, thrive in causing pain. They're cunning, calculating, heartless But frankly, even the most twisted of them seem like harmless amateurs in comparison to him. He reeks of death Exudes darkness, sorrow Death is all that shadows his steps, making his existence a reminder of the inevitable fate that awaits his victims. And whispers in the Russian underworld speak of him as Mors- The god of death So, what happens when a girl, who abandoned her family, her life & the very empire bestowed upon her- just to escape the sight of death, catches the eyes of the reaper? What happens when he pulls her into the abyss of his world, intent on destroying all she has fought to be in pursuit of vengeance? And what happens when, as the day wanes, the embodiment of her deepest fear captures her eyes as well?