"But he is my best friend's brother, he'll never see me as a woman for him. I'll always be a second little sister to him." ••• Pairing: Kim Taehyung x OC (Kiana Jain) This story contains mature scenes and themes so read if you can handle mature contents like smut, attempted rape and bloody scenes, proceed with caution⚠

She walked in the university's backyard where she called him to meet her she clutched over the paper bag in her hand tightly. He was already there looking at her with cool gaze. "What happened? Why did you call me here?" he asked, his voice as blunt and cold as ever. She swallowed hard, forcing her feet to move closer as she held the bag out to him with both hands. "H-happy g-graduation... s-sunbae," she stammered, avoiding his gaze. His brows twitched, just slightly, and he reached out to take the bag. Pulling out the contents, he revealed a silver-colored watch-minimalistic yet elegant. It wasn't branded, wasn't flashy, but there was something about it-something simple and thoughtful. He stared at it for a moment longer than she expected. "It's... nice," he said flatly. His voice remained emotionless, but his fingers lingered on the watch as if it surprised him. Her shoulders slumped. She looked down, eyes dimming, convinced he didn't like it. Maybe it was too cheap. Maybe she was stupid to even try. But then, his voice dropped again-deeper this time, almost commanding. "Come here. I'll give you a return gift." Her head snapped up, eyes wide. "W-what?" "Come. Here." His eyes didn't waver, and though his tone was still unreadable, something flickered behind it. With hesitant steps, she moved closer, her heart pounding erratically. Before she could say a word, his arm slipped around her waist in one swift motion, firm and unrelenting. A gasp escaped her lips, but it was silenced just as quickly- He pulled her flush against him, and without warning, his lips crashed down on hers. It wasn't sweet. It wasn't gentle. It was possessive. Intense. Like he had been holding back and finally lost control. And in that fleeting, breath-stealing moment, Hwang Jane had no idea- That this kiss wasn't a thank you. It was the beginning of his obsession. and this was the starting of him being obsessed with a little girl who had a huge crush on him

"So you killed her because she touched my hair?"

A innocent blind girl gets on the radder of the most dangerous mafia of korea. He is all what she is not. she is innocent, he is evil. she is pure, he is strained with vicious deeds. AND The mafia is willing to ruin her innocense until she confesses the crime she has never done or might be she did? READ TO FIND OUT! The image used in the cover is not owned by me. And my work is pure work of imagination and has nothing to do with the real life of IDOLS.

"Shh, crying isn't going to help you. It's just going to make me hard, princess." What happens when suddenly one night you travel back in time, a dangerously cruel yet good-looking king tells you that you're his wife and that he loves you, but does he really do? Or there's more secrets to unfold? _____ PLEASE DON'T READ IF NON-CON TRIGGERS YOU, I WRITE ABOUT IT DOESN'T MEAN I SUPPORT IT!! [ WARNING - mature content, non-con explicit scenes, gore and death ] ©ComfortKook

"Dump" We can explain it like someone who can't talk. But no one know what can be the fate of a dump when a man get into her life. Is this man angel or devil?! Is this man have love or obsession?! #jungkook #y/n #obsession

They said this school was the gateway to everything - success, power, legacy. They forgot to mention the monsters who wore uniforms and smiled like angels. Jeon Jungkook ruled it all. Feared by students, obeyed by teachers, and followed like a god by girls who'd do anything for a glance. He didn't need reasons to destroy someone's life - just disobedience, defiance, or boredom. He was ruthless. Untouchable. Addicted to control. But then she arrived... Luna A Scholarship student from a middle class family. And most importantly... She's deaf and mute. But no one in the school knows that. To them, she's just the weird quiet girl who never talks - easy target. To Jeon Jungkook? She's a problem. Because she's the first girl who doesn't chase him. Doesn't blush. Doesn't even look at him. And now, he wants her. Not for love. Not yet. For power. For the thrill. This story is about a girl who couldn't hear the world - and a boy who only wanted to be heard by her. She was supposed to be weak. He was supposed to win. But some stories don't go the way they're meant to. ___________________________________________ Content Warning ⚠️: This story contains scenes of intense bullying, emotional manipulation, unwanted physical contact, violence, and psychological distress. It may be triggering or uncomfortable for some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

The woods were silent, cloaked in mist and mystery. Twigs cracked beneath his boots as Jeon Jungkook walked with calculated steps, the chill of the forest matching the cold in his eyes. But something shifted-an instinct sharpened by years of distrust. He halted. There was someone behind him. In a blink, he turned and slammed the figure against a tree, one hand gripping the collar while the other drew a gleaming pocket knife from his coat. Its blade kissed the soft skin of the person's throat-threatening, precise, unflinching. His cold gaze met wide, terrified eyes. It was her. But he didn't move. His expression remained carved in stone-emotionless and cruel. The knife stayed near her neck as his breath hitched, not from shock, but from something darker. "Why the f*ck are you following me?" he growled, his voice low and venom-laced. "I-I... y-young m-master, I-I was a-afraid t-to stay there a-alone... t-that's why I f-followed y-you..." she stammered, her voice trembling like the rest of her. Fear shimmered in her eyes-but he didn't care. He didn't flinch. Instead, with no warning, no mercy, he leaned in and crashed his lips onto hers-rough, demanding, and overpowering. It wasn't love. It wasn't gentle. It was a storm. prince x maid

They called her cursed. A danger to the world. So they caged her, broke her, and turned her into something almost human. Forgotten. Powerless. Innocent. Until he came for her. Ravyn - a dark king feared by realms, born of blood and bound by shadows - didn't believe in softness. Until he saw her. Now, he can't stop. He watches her. Touches her. Guards her like she's a treasure only he can have. She breathes, and he's obsessed. She flinches, and he wants to destroy the world for ever hurting her. She belongs to him - even if she doesn't know it yet. But the truth buried in her bloodline runs deeper than she knows. And Ravyn? He'll burn kingdoms before he lets her slip through his fingers.

> She was never meant to be seen. But now he won't look away. Born from a forbidden affair and hidden behind mansion walls, Lya Ivanova lives like a ghost-an illegitimate daughter no one claims, with a dead mother and a half-sister who wants her destroyed. She has survived the silence. The scorn. The blame. But she won't survive him. Enter Volkov Alexandrovich Bogdanov - heir to the Bratva, feared strategist, and ruthless killer. When he arrives at her father's estate for a simple business deal, he doesn't even notice her. Not at first. But when her name surfaces where it shouldn't- When her existence disrupts a perfect power play- His curiosity turns to control. His glance becomes fixation. And obsession... demands a price. Now Lya is trapped in a game she never chose, between blood feuds, brutal punishments, and a man who doesn't understand love-only possession.