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

Y/N turns from a soft hearted person to a strong hearted one. She learns how to defend herself. Queen Lalisa hits one trick after another in Jungkook and Y/N's life. Will she be success? Jungkook and Y/N's happy marriage is interrupted by one obstacle after another. Can they be happy till the last? But what will happen when Jungkook catches his mother's true form? What will happen when Queen Lalisa's anger won't even let go of her son? Notice: This is the season 2 of 'Prince Jeon & I' If you haven't read it, please do because this season is connected with that. I am afraid that you will miss out many important informations which will cause difficulty for you to understand this season. Check my profile for the previous season called, 'Prince Jeon & I'

"Do you know where i can apply for a job?" "Yeah i have a friend who needs an employee if thats ok for you?" "You'll be my personal assistant" "What?!" "Do you like me?" "..." "Ask me the other way around" "Do you like me?" "No, i dont like you" "..." "Love is the better way to describe my feelings for you" Follow me😗 October 2017-September 2018 Highest Ranking in fanfiction #713 #814 #817 #920 #936 ©2017 sugakookie2 //j

⚠️ Please be aware that the following content is solely a part of imagines. The following acts written in the story has nothing to do with the mentioned idol. Read it only as an entertainment purpose ⚠️ "You're not what I thought you were." She looks over at the guy standing before her, confused and awestruck by his presence at the same moment. "You're also not what everyone thinks you are, Sweet angel." His smirk widens, not failing to notice that she has been checking him out, unknowingly so. It all started with a simple bet. A deal. A consensual situation that led them to feeling unknown emotions. Their deal embarked within a most complicated thing and it was never supposed to happen on either of their parts. As their journey started, something they built started to shatter when the monsters of their past made an appearance in their present. It's a game of blood, secrets, twisted emotions, sacrifices, hidden truths and their love is at stake. Jeon Jungkook was the dark, as complicated as it was but Choi Y/n was blinded by the lights she was living in and henceforth she found her comfort in his darkness while her light guided him outside of abyss. 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒘𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒔𝒚. 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄. Read the full story in : DIRTY LITTLE SECRETS. ☕ Genre : Dark college romance, Angst, Smut, slow burn, grumpy X sunshine. 🍨 Trope : Mafia AU with college romance.

"Easy there, darling, don't strain that pretty little head," a voice, smooth as silk, sliced through my panicked thoughts. I whirled around, and there he was. Instinctively, I scrambled back, each step he took forward sending terror through me. His eyes, held a knowing glint, and the smirk playing on his lips was a cruel, infuriating taunt. "What are you doing here?" The question was weak, a pathetic attempt at defiance when my mind was screaming a thousand others. "Just checking on you, baby," he purred, his voice dripping with false concern. "You did black out last night, after I had you for dessert." Had me for dessert? "What?!" I shrieked, stumbling back. He hummed, a low, predatory sound. "Don't remember? Shame. We could always recreate the experience." Each word was a calculated blow to my sanity. . . . . . . Eunha was an aspiring doctor, living a quiet, structured life with nothing but routines, one loyal friend, and her grandmother, the only family she had left. Romance was a distant notion, limited to a harmless schoolgirl crush on her senior... a crush she abandoned the moment she sensed the danger behind his charm. What she didn't know was that she had caught his attention too. And unlike her, he never let go. From the shadows of her life, he watched. Waiting. Carefully weaving a web around her, thread by thread, until escape would no longer be an option. . . . . A woman who had bled every last drop of life from her soul, and a man who couldn't get enough of the wreck she'd become. What could possibly get worse? Everything. Every single thing. Jungkook x Eunha (or reader)

Being trapped in her life's countless miseries Kang Seulbi reluctantly accepts the proposal to be a caretaker of a wealthy abnormal heir of the jeons. " Mom! Idk kookie's new wife will sleep with kookie hmph ! " " You're so pretty doll just like a fairie hehe " " You'll not scold or beat kookie right? You know minho is bad he beats kookie look! " _____ " I...am..so h-happy...young master..y-you remembered everything....I-" " Who's she mom? " _____ " Why are you here now ? Just go away from here! " " I won't go from here Kang Seulbi until I take what's mine " He stated confidently eyeing her bloated belly. -- -- -- -- • English isn't my first language so please ignore my grammatical errors. • This book contains gore, violence & some mature contents which may disturb the sensitive readers please read it on your own risk. • Plagiarism of my books is strictly restricted! • Do not promote your books here in the comment section [For authors]

Y/N is a girl who is chatter box and lives with her elder brother. But one day she gets kidnapped by the Mafia king. Will he kill her or will fall in love with her eventually? What will happen to her brother? Will Y/N accept her fate or will try to escape? Let's see in the story. "If you want him to be safe, then take my words seriously." "I THINK YOU NEED TO BE PUNISHED." "No please. You'll regret it. Just listen to me please......" She kept repeating those words. [This is my first book. I never tried to write a story before. So I know that there would be many mistakes.] [Please forgive my grammar mistakes if there are any, as English is not my native language.] [It's just a fan fiction. It has nothing to do with real life. I respect all idols] Please stay connected to the story. Thank you💜 cover by: @jiyoungmochi 31/10/2023 - #4 in jk out of 11.2K 10/11/2023 - #78 in rm out of 22.7K 17/11/2023 - #17 in bts out of 284K 17/11/2023 - #2 in jeonjungkook out of 45.5K 19/11/2023 - #3 in fanfiction out of 1.08M 07/01/2024 - #2 in ff out of 32K 26/12/2023 - #7 in love out of 1.81M

"𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩, 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐩𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚." Olivia groaned and crossed her arms, standing her ground. "Don't tell me what to do. You're not my dad." Amusement filled Santino's gaze as he stood up, abandoning the papers he desperately needed to read and sign. Yet, all that was forgotten as her bewitching lips protruded. "I might not be your dad but," a midnight lock of hair was pinned behind her ear, "I can be your papi." Shuddering, her body drew closer to him, betraying her mind. "You're sick." Taking the nape of her neck, Santino leaned down, his lips brushing against her ear. "Yet you still dream about my touch, don't you, principessa?" ❦ When Santino Adriano discovers that the Bratva has betrayed their neutrality by secretly working with his family's enemies, he's determined to send a brutal message that cannot be ignored. His target? The Bratva kingpin's sister, Olivia Morozov-a sheltered girl who knows little to nothing about the dark underworld her family controls, having been shielded from the darker truths of her family's empire her entire life. Fresh out of boarding school and blissfully oblivious to the power struggle boiling beneath her feet, Olivia is suddenly whisked away from everything she's ever known and thrust into a world where loyalty is weaponised and power is the ultimate prize. As secrets and long-buried lies unravel around her, she realises she's caught in a game where the unrelenting fight for power holds more value than human lives-including her own. Santino is cold, calculating, and relentless - everything Olivia should fear. Yet, she is intrigued by by his deadly nature. The line between fear and attraction is thin, and like a moth to a flame, she seeks him out, unafraid of the burn it may cause. She's never known anyone like him-an older, dangerous man who makes her question everything she thought she knew about desire. Olivia just didn't expect her captor to be so handsome.

「 ✦𝙃𝙄𝙎 𝙍𝙐𝙏𝙃𝙇𝙀𝙎𝙎 𝙉𝙀𝙀𝘿✦ 」 -"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚? 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙠𝙚𝙚𝙥 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙤𝙬𝙣 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙤𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙥𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙘𝙮 𝙄 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜."- -𝙀𝙑𝘼 𝙊𝙕𝙂𝙀𝙑𝙄𝙏 a girl made of sunlight and soft whispers, until her own father traded her soul for a gambling debt. Sold into the belly of the underworld, she expected the end. Instead, she found him. -𝙅𝙀𝙊𝙉 𝙅𝙐𝙉𝙂𝙆𝙊𝙊𝙆. A man whose name is a death sentence and whose heart is a frozen wasteland. He found her trembling in the rain-a broken doll in a silk dress-and he bought her without blinking. She thinks she's being saved. She doesn't realize she's just traded one cage for another. As Jungkook uses her to satisfy his darkest cravings, Eva finds herself falling for the monster. She's addicted to the touch of the man who treats her like a toy, oblivious to the fact that his obsession is turning into something far more dangerous than love. DARK ROMANCE| 21+ Sexual themes. Mature content. Stay away if you're uncomfortable.

Title: The Vows We Never Spoke 🌑 Genre: Dark Romance, Arranged Marriage, Revenge, Enemies-to-Lovers 🔥 Vibe: Gothic mansion. Cold glances. One bed. Slow burn. Silent tension so loud it hurts. --- 💔💍 Story Premise YN was raised knowing she'd one day marry into the powerful Jeon family - a deal struck between two wealthy empires when she was just a baby. She expected to marry Rayan Jeon - the charming heir with perfect smiles and perfect lies. But on the wedding day... it's not Rayan waiting at the altar. It's Jungkook Jeon - the older, reclusive brother, long presumed dead, burned in a fire no one talks about. Scarred inside and out. The family's disgrace. The true heir. And he's here to collect what was promised to him. > "You were never meant for him, YN. You were always mine." --- 🧨 Twist Jungkook believes YN's father was behind the fire that destroyed his life. Marrying her is his revenge - but loving her becomes his downfall. She was taught to fear him. But she finds herself drawn to his silence, his scars, and the way he watches her like she's both a threat... and a lifeline. And the more she uncovers the truth, the more she begins to wonder: > Was she just a pawn in this game... or was she always the queen? 🕯️ Mini Prologue > The room was too quiet for a bride. YN's fingers trembled over the silk veil, heart stammering in a dress that wasn't hers to choose. > "Rayan's running late," they whispered. "Just nerves." But when the church doors creaked open, it wasn't Rayan's golden grin that met her. It was him. Jungkook. Dressed in black. With shadows in his eyes and a voice like smoke. > "You'll marry me instead," he said coldly. "Or your family loses everything." She opened her mouth to scream. But she'd never been taught how to say no.