Genre : Mafia Romance His presence was killing her without even touching, Her heart went out of control when she felt his footsteps became loud and stopped infront her balled figure, She hid her face completely didn't want to see his Beautiful devilish face.........he was devil who saved her just to depraved her soul in his sinful ways, He was devil for her but she was heaven for him, He crouched down at her level and every ounce in her body became numb hearing his deep husky voice. I'm back angel (Ephialtes is like a super scary nightmare that makes person feel trapped and terrified) _________________________ ll Book 2 : Fear ll Cover credit goes to @polarbearffs content : violence, mature/adult description, Strong language and Alcohol Warning : Not suitable for sensitive readers due to extreme disturbance. Read at your own risk __________________________ Viewers discretion is adviced ©® : ficneont

❝You mean, both of us can get benefit out of this thing?❞ "That's literally the reason people call it FWB," he sighs, tired with your innocent ramblings. "FWB?" You question, confused. Shrouding your smirk behind the tilt of your head, you continue acting oblivious. "Friends-with-benefits, you know that, don't you?" The lines on his forehead show how bothered he was by this. Everyone your age ought to know friends-with-benefits, right? "That's really a lot considering you don't even treat me as a proper friend. Can't it be called something more simple? I don't want to feel like I'm taking benefit of somebody. We can call it sex exchange? Or sexchange?" You smile proudly, coming up with it on the spot. He remains numb, staring dead ahead like always. The familiar expression of his coldness replaces his handsome features once again. So cold, a learned shudder passes down your spine. He's a snowman, he's an iceberg, always so fucking cold. Your insides prick when the expression replaces the rare mood of him wanting to talk. Talking with him is no different than talking to an inanimate object. "Fine, sexchange." "So, you agree? You'll dat- fake date me?" "I'll fuck you. That's it." *** ➼ mature content. ➼ smuts, angst, fluff, love, softness, jealousy and a cold jungkook who can fuck you harder than he hurts you.

"It's forbidden isn't?. but what can I do I fell for you" you said while his back is facing you. "You're just confused kiddo" he said as he's making his way out of this situation. You grabbed his hand and turn him around as you connected your lips to his. His head was a mess, he doesn't know what's happening, yet something inside him awaken. He wrapped his arms around your waist as he kisses you passionately. "This is wrong" he said yet he pulled you into another kiss and didn't wanna let go ___________________________________ "Yn, come here your uncle kook is here" your father called you out. You run as fast as you could as you're so excited to see him after a long time. And there he is standing right in front of your eyes with his both hand on his pocket, being manly. that's when you knew something has change. you've grown. you don't look at him the same way anymore. Something change. Your feelings for your father's brother change. [Ended 05 - 09 - 23] Finished

"ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʜᴏʟᴇꜱ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴜꜱᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴀᴛɪꜱꜰʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ" ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ᴛᴜʀɴᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇꜱꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴀʏꜱ. "ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ʙᴀʙʏ, ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ʜᴏʟᴇꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ Qᴜᴇꜱᴛɪᴏɴ ɪꜱ..............ᴡɪʟʟ ɪᴛ ꜰɪᴛ?" ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀɴ ꜱᴍɪʀᴋꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴜʀɴ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴅʀᴏᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴋɴᴇᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴀɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʜɪᴍ. "ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ..........ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ɪᴛ ꜰɪᴛ. ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡɪʟʟ ꜱᴀᴛɪꜱꜰʏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴇᴇᴅꜱ. ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀʀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅ. ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴇʀ." ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢɢᴜᴋ'ꜱ ʙᴇᴅ ᴡᴀʀᴍᴇʀ. ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴏᴛ ɢᴀɴɢꜱᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴏᴡɴꜱ ᴀʟᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴄʟᴜʙꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴄʟᴜʙ ɪꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ʙᴜᴛ WHAT ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴡɪɴꜱ ꜱᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ʜɪꜱ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ'ꜱ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ, ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢᴋᴏᴏᴋ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴡ ᴏɴ ᴊᴜɴɢɢᴜᴋ'ꜱ ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ. ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʙᴇᴅ ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏꜱᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴡᴀʀᴍ?

"You were supposed to be a bath bomb!" "Well turns out its your lucky day, sweetheart, cause you just got something ten times better: me." ➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ In which a bath bomb from Walmart turns out to be an over cocky, ridiculously hot, yet surprisingly clueless demigod. ©Kiki 2020© ➣High-key crackfic ➣Greek mythology ➣Romance HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in JUNGKOOK #1 in KPOP #1 in BTS #2 in FANFICTION **Started: January 14, 2020** **Ended: May 7, 2020**

[COMPLETED] 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐖𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮 ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.─── ·ㅤ· ⏤ DARK ROMANCE ❛ ❛Touch yourself,❜ ❜ he commands. ❛ ❛Open your legs wider and make your little cvnt visible to me. ❜ ❜ ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.─── ❪Y/N has been trained to be a body pleaser. Whole of her life, she was imprisoned inside the prostitution center . Being born and brought up in there, she had no choice but to live a life like those women. Under circumstances like these, her life was not what she wanted but what she unfortunately got. Her life takes a turn when the Don of the country- Jeon Jeongguk, chooses her to be his next diamond. He's far more than just dangerous and cruel. He's very treacherous and a menace. He wants to be feared of. When it comes to his bodily needs, he's just more ruthless. ❫ ㅤ⠀ꔫ 21+ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ￫ Based on dark themes like smut, BDSM, sexual harassment etc. Minors don't interact ! ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ￫ Don't like it, leave it. Do not report, please!

❝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]"I can never see you as my wife. This marriage is merely a formality, a sham, a marriage on paper only." . . . . . . She was 10 years younger than him, someone whom he always saw as his 'little one'. But how will he ever accept his little one's heart when in a twist of fate, he is arranged to marry her? . . . . . . . . . . © Moon_3004

"That's my tattoo, Y/N, on your body. You know exactly what that means." BTS Jungkook x Reader tattoo artist AU gang AU Thanks and credits to all of the original artists of the amazing edits and fan arts, as well as the creator of the cover @namjoonkie and original artist @diatybx?❤️ Highest Ranking: [#1 in Fanfiction]