Yn, a college girl with dreams of a quiet life, never expected to fall for Jungkook - the one person who could turn her world upside down. What began as secret smiles and hidden moments soon grew into a love so deep it felt unbreakable. Yn was raised in a family where rules mattered more than feelings, where marriages were decided, not chosen. She promised herself she would never cross that line. But then came Jungkook - the college bad boy. Arrogant, fearless, untamed... and everything she was told to stay away from. The more she tried to avoid him, the deeper she fell. Trapped between the love of her life and the family who raised her, Yn must decide - will she fight for her heart, or surrender to the world that wants to silence 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..."

She was the kind of woman love was written for - gentle, faithful, and innocent. She loved quietly, believing marriage was sacred and loyalty could hold everything together. Her devotion lived in patience, in trust, in the way she gave her whole heart without fear. And him... he was cold, arrogant, and cruel beneath the surface. A man who believed he could have whatever he wanted. To the world, he was ruthless and untouchable, but with her, he wore a perfect mask - the devoted husband, the soft kisses, the careful words that made her believe she was his only truth. She believed him. But behind that mask, he was living a second life. He thought loyalty was guaranteed, that she would never leave. And then the past returned - not just another woman, but a chapter he never closed. Secret meetings turned into stolen nights, nights spent in another woman's arms while his wife waited at home, unaware that betrayal sat beside her every day. He came home carrying lies like perfume, never thinking of consequences. Arrogance convinced him he was untouchable, that forgiveness would always be waiting. But no betrayal stays hidden forever. Somewhere ahead, the mask will slip. The truth will shatter her innocence, and his world of control will begin to collapse. Because betrayal doesn't just break the one who is cheated on... It becomes the punishment of the one who thought he'd never be caught. And when that moment comes, the question will remain: Will she forgive the man who destroyed her loyalty? Or will she rise from the ruins, leaving him to drown in regret? This is not just a story of love. It is the beginning of a storm - of innocence meeting cruelty, of forgiveness standing at the edge of revenge. Until he is caught. Until she must decide... Will she remain the wife who loved quietly... Or become the woman he will regret forever?

⋆｡°✩ 𝑽𝑰𝑹𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑻𝑯 ✩°｡⋆ - 𝑽𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝑹𝒖𝒊𝒏 - ⋆⟡⋆ "Stop..." her voice trembled, breaking under the weight of everything she was feeling. "We can't do this... this is wrong... you're my-" "I don't care what I am to you," he cut her off, his voice low, controlled, but dangerous in a way that made her chest tighten. "Say it again and I'll still do the same thing." Her eyes filled with tears instantly, shaking her head as she stepped back. "This is a sin... what you're doing... it's a sin..." A dark smile touched his lips-not soft, not kind. "Then be sinful," he whispered. She stared at him in disbelief, hurt flashing across her face. "How can you say that so easily... how can you not feel anything..." "Because I don't pretend like you do," he replied, his gaze locking onto hers with something sharp, something consuming. "You feel it too. You just don't have the courage to accept it." "I don't," she said immediately, her voice cracking. "I hate this... I hate you..." "Liar." The word came out calm. Certain. "You hate what this makes you feel," he continued, stepping closer, slow, deliberate. "But don't confuse that with hating me." Her breath hitched as he closed the distance. "You should be ashamed..." she whispered, tears slipping down. "You're destroying everything..." "No," he murmured, his voice dropping even lower. "I'm taking what was never meant to be his either." Her lips parted, but no words came out this time. "Go ahead," he added softly, almost mockingly. "Call it wrong. Call it a mistake. Call it whatever helps you sleep." A pause. Then- "But don't pretend you don't feel it." Her silence said everything. And that's what made him smile. "Some sins don't feel wrong... until it's too late."

"So you are going to ignore me after so many years." His words stung your heart and you could feel your throat getting arid and heavy. Reluctantly, lifting your upper eyelids, your chocolaty eyes met his cocoa ones again. The words in your throat were stuck yet your eyes held so many emotions within. Was it a desire? Hope? Regret? Embarrassment or being lost? Blinking your eyes you gulped down a lump in your throat, "Hmm... No. I...I am not. I already had a word with you." You whispered, trying to ignore his gaze but failing miserably, "Really?" You raised one of your eyebrows before raising your feet off the couch followed by him, "There is nothing to talk about or a reason to ignore you, Mr. Kim." Taeyung scrunched his nose at you as you referred to him as 'Mr. Kim'. Letting out a sigh, he pocketed his hands inside his pants before you watched him taking a few steps towards you while you were fixated on your position, "Don't call me that." He declared, making your eyebrows crumple, "What do you mean? You are my client and I am your wedding planner. I am calling you just like I call my other clients-" Taehyung interrupted as he ate up the space between you with his long strides. "No, we aren't." He announced as your frown deepened, "Oh really, then what are we? Partners? Friends? Couples? Lovers? We are both each other's Exes." You declared, trying to keep your voice lower as he towered over your physique yet his globes didn't twitch even for a second, "But we were. We were partners, friends, couples, and lovers and yes we still are each other's something." #1- covers #2- details #1- Challenge #23- book #6- stories #1- bookcovers #3- namjoon #1- btsscenerios #2- btsjhope

When you went to your grandma's house after resigning from your job and fell in love with the neighbour who is a secret agent. Blurb: "Unit 007, 12-3 Cheonho-ro 7-gil, Gwangjin-gu..." I blabbered out my address to a stranger. "Do you really just tell your address to anyone who helps you?" I heard him as he walked beside me before I shook my head, as a 'no'. "You are the first one," I announced, reaching the night pole before balancing the side of my arm on it along with my temple. I started at his chest, covered in a black t- shirt. "Why me?" He asked, and I glanced at his lips for a second before looking ahead of me. "Because you are a good boy." I heard his footsteps getting closer to me. "And so are you, Ms. 007." I chuckled at the nickname before asking, "How so?" I closed my eyes, tired and intoxicated. "I saw you helping the other girl from a creep back in the club." He declared. I opened my half-closed eyes, my head turning to him. "You noticed too much." I declared, making him chuckle as he shrugged his shoulders. "But I am not a good boy as you see me, Ms. 007." Trying to open my eyes, my gaze met him as his deep voice reached me. He was leaning toward my eye level, staring through me. I could feel the heat rushing through my cold cheeks; his lips were a few inches apart, aligning mine. Blinking at him while staring into his eyes, I gulped. But he didn't waver even a bit. "Are you trying to threaten me?" I asked, my voice stiff yet sore. "Guess." He muttered as I squinted my eyes, trying to read through his eyes that were playfully staring into me, but he was serious. "No, you are just warning me of the consequences of mistaking you for a good boy..." I muttered as the words came out dimly, but I watched his eyes turn amused the next second. I gazed down at his lips before looking back into his eyes, and noticed his eyes dipping onto my lips before meeting mine again. "Correct." He declared as I raised my brows, taking pride in myself.

⤿𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝟏 𝒐𝒇 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑽𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 🐚 ✯ 𝐻𝑒𝑟 𝐺𝑢𝑖𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑆𝑡𝑎𝑟 ⭐ [𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥] ✅ ❝ My gaze flicked up to his, and that was all it took. Jungkook's mouth was on mine, fierce and demanding, leaving no space for second thoughts. The kiss was hard, urgent - nothing soft or hesitant about it. My back hit the door with a muted thud as he crowded me against it, his hands framing my face, his fingers threading into my hair. Every coherent thought shattered, scattering like glass. A hot, electric pulse surged through me, melting away every boundary I had clung to. I felt desire coil deep within, dark and consuming, snapping the last threads of my restraint. Even then, I tried to pull away, my breath catching. "No," he murmured, his voice low, raw with need as he brought my mouth back to his. His lips were relentless, drawing me back under, just like before. I surrendered, my hands slipping beneath his jacket, feeling the warmth of his body, pulling him closer, needing him closer. ⚠️ 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗔𝗗𝗩𝗜𝗦𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘴, 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘭𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘤 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘹𝘶𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘴.𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘶𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴.

" Leave me. " She whimpered in pain feeling his hard grip on her wrist and in result he tighten his hold more . He opened the door of his bedroom and her whole body shivered. " Ahh. " She moaned in pain as soon as he threw her on the bed making her body bounce. " Please don't hurt me. " She whispered and startes to drag herself back in fear seeing him. " I told you to not disobey me. " He snarled taking off his wrist watch. " I want to go home... Please let me go. " She whispered in fear. " this is your home!. " He shout and in response she immediately closed her eyes. " No this isn't my house!. " She shout in frustration and next she was laying under him. " Then let me remind you where is your house, who is your owner, ME!... I AM YOUR OWNER!. " He shout and smashed his lips. -------- Possession

21+ [Slow updates] He is a youngest business typhoon, a billionaire. One of the Supreme powers of the country. No one dares to say no to him. A man loved by many but got by none. At first meet, she accidentally spilled wine on him. "Uh..I-I am sorry..", she mumbled, staring at him. And a devilish grin forms on his lips, the kind of grin which made her nervous. "I want to have her", was the only thought that played in his mind as he stared at her. From just a play thing, she soon became the prisoner of his love, his passion, his addiction....his obsession. _________________________________________ Warning : This is a dark romance novel which will have many mature scenes. This can be disturbing for many readers out there who are sensitive regarding such topics like self harm, abuse, violence and other sensitive topic. P.s : I am not promoting toxicity. Hope readers are mature enough to understand that this is based on pure imagination and has nothing to do with any idol in real life.

"Do you know what the difference between a man and a gentleman is?" "What?" "A man can drive off his lady... but a gentleman makes her forget how to walk." "Okay... Do you know what makes her go crazy?" "Maybe cuddles...?" "Nah! Just two fingers." Thinking it was her college crush, DanOh merrily texted the number. Flirting, cracking nasty jokes, and sending risky texts without a single care in the world. But to her absolute astonishment, the person on the other end of the screen wasn't the guy she was anticipating at all. What started as a chaotic wrong number quickly spirals into something much deeper. Two completely different individuals, sharing hidden scars and secrets, gradually finding themselves becoming one. In a world full of storms, can they find warmth in each other's embrace and combat their deepest insecurities together? Or will the secrets destroy them first? 🚨 WARNING: Mature content inside. Y'all know exactly what I mean 😏 (Text messages slightly inspired by 'Reply me not')