"In that case, you have two options. One: you don't get caught or two: you invite him to your party, seduce him, then tell him about your little kink to see if he'll play along with it." She said with a smirk on her face. "You never know, maybe he's into the same voyeurism things you're into." ... Park Jimin is your next door neighbor. Once you move in next door, you notice how sexually active and explorative he is. What makes it worse is how he forgets to close his blinds when pleasuring the women he brings to his home, making it more and more tempting to take a peek at his skills in bed. If you don't like smut, this book isn't for you. A Park Jimin AU ***18+ because this is going to be fun*** ©️ All Rights Reserved jxngkookisdaddy 2019-2020 RANKS: #1 Voyeur 9/22/19 #1 btspjm 11/2/19, 12/22/21-1/4/22, 4/9/22 #1 Voyeurism 12/8/19 #1 Jiminxreader 12/26/19, 4/16/20, 11/28/21, 7/20/24 #1 btssmut 12/29/19 #2 fanfiction 6/26/20, 1/6/24 #1 jungkook 10/1/20, 5/19/26 #1 bangtan 11/8/20, 2/26/21, 8/9/25 #1 kpop 11/9/20, 11/20/20, 12/8/20, 4/10/21 #1 btsfanfic 1/2/21, 4/11/21 #1 btsjimin 2/6/21, 4/16/23, 4/20/23, 1/8/24 #1 jimin 2/16/21 #1 parkjimin 7/4/22, 10/13/24, 6/29/25 #1 pjm 5/14/21, 5/17/21, 5/18/21, 7/17/21, 4/1/22, 4/3/22 STARTED: 8/19/19 ENDED: 8/6/20

One life, five souls and a nation that once mirrored a fairy tale. Yet, their reality is drenched in blood, dust and the echoes of endless screams. Born into a fate woven with agony, they carry the weight of suffering beyond measure. Some are victims, some are villains and some are both-trapped in the cycle of torment. Shadows of past sins cling to them, blurring the lines between innocence and guilt. In a world where hope is a fleeting illusion, survival demands sacrifice. Their journey is not just about enduring pain but uncovering the truth behind it. And in the end, only one question remains-who among them will rewrite their destiny again ? #divinelovestory #unconditionallove #fateofsinners

My life spirals into a storm of heartbreak and uncertainty after my fiancé betrays me-and one devastating choice threatens to shatter everything I thought I was. As I struggle to reclaim my identity, I'm drawn into a world as intoxicating as it is dangerous, where fame, desire, and illusion blur together. Will I find myself again... or lose everything to the beautiful, tangled web of the world known as BTS? What did I get myself involved in? TW// CNC (Consensual Non Consensual Sex), Aggressive Sex, Multiple Partners, Suggestive Behavior, Violence There is a chapter that is very graphic in nature due to the R*** scene. It is marked so please do not read if it will trigger you. DO NOT READ THIS BOOK IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED. IT IS VERY AGGRESSIVE IN NATURE.

In the title M stands for Highly Mature content. --- "Were you about to wear that?" Jungkook asked before I was about to grab my short skirt and top, it's kind of baby doll lingerie. "Is that a problem?" I asked as he chuckled, making me frown. "You think I'll fuck you after you wear this lingerie, don't you?" He is correct but I won't admit it. "So you are saying you won't be able to control yourself?" his eyes slightly widened at my remarks. "I won't ever fuck you, pen that down somewhere, Miss Y/n" i can sense that he is serious, nevertheless I asked. "And why is that so?" "You think I married you just because I love you? No, I married you because I want to make you feel exactly how I felt all those years. And, it's my promise that i won't ever fuck you. So now that you are married to me, you can't go outside and fuck a random men because that will be so disrespectful for your own self and in the house, you won't be getting your pleasure either. So, you have to live without having sex. Bear it because you deserve it" Well, I have two choices right now - either i cry about whatever he said just now, or second i challenged him which ofcourse doesn't make him fuck me but that will also be the answer of if he found me attractive or not. Because since the day we met he never compliments me. And I know at the end, I have to cry so I'll cry with satisfaction.

Just getting out of high school, you had a bit of trouble choosing a career. Eventually, you discovered your love for teaching. Your college gives you the learning opportunity of a lifetime, offering a spot as a student teacher, a teacher in training for one the most prestigious schools in Korea. You get more than you bargained for though..when you're put into a classroom with an incredibly attractive, young male teacher. Will you get by just fine by focusing on the task ahead of you, or will you do something about it when you start to observe his sudden weird behavior towards you? -basically a smut book LOL -short story -COMPLETED‼️ - 🥇 #3 jiminfanfic -🥇#1 jiminff -unedited

This story revolves around a normal university student who's pretty good at academics but in practical life, she's a failure. She often gets caught in an unpleasant situation with her newly appointed History Professor. The Professor is usually a kind guy but exceptionally weird towards her. He's had a gray past that made him numb to every emotion. Both of them were not bothered by each other unless their lives took a drastic turn and now, their fates Kare entangled with each other. What's going to happen? Do heavens have ulterior motives? Are their lives going to be shattered or, are they going to heal each other? WARNING- CONTAINS SMUT (18+) YOU CAN GIVE A TRY TO MY STORIES. I'LL TRY NOT TO SHOW YOU REPEATED CONTENTS!

Lee Yn is 31- a brilliant, strict math professor in University of Seoul. Beneath the surface lies a woman fractured by her past: a toxic forced marriage, deep-rooted traumas, unhealed wounds and nights spent convincing herself that everything will be fine some day. Jeon Jungkook a 20 years old young man. The quiet top student. Brilliant, observant, introverted. He hides his own scars behind perfect grades and silent stares, watching his professor with a reverence that's too intense to ignore. To him, she's everything-a woman worth worshiping. To her, he's a temptation, a momentary warmth in her endless winter. Yn: I told myself this was just for pleasure... but why does it hurt when you're not in my arms? Yn: On your knees. You said you love me-prove it with something more than words. JK: Your ex made you afraid to feel... but I'll teach you pleasure so deep that you'll forget his name every time I put my mouth on you. JK: You keep saying this doesn't mean anything, but your body begs for me like it's starving. -"Even if you tear me apart, Ma'am I'll still come back. You're the only thing that makes this emptiness feel warm." -"Then don't stop coming back, Cub... because I don't know how to ask you to stay." They're both running-from pain, from the past, from themselves. But when two shattered hearts collide, can they piece each other back together... or will they cut deeper than before? A forbidden story of a Professor and her beloved student.

"Why did you kidnapped me?" He asked, his voice snapped in anger. "You dance very Beautifully." Her voice low, she pushed him a little. He stumbled back, but eyes were still lingering anger. "Come on, Dance for me." Her words came out so dominating and bossy. When Yan Yn, A Mafia got obsessed with a guy in his 20s. 「Author Noa」 I'll try to update the book daily till the end of it. ★Started : 1st Jan, 2026

𝗔𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁. 𝗛𝗲 𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. ❤︎︎ You gasp when you see a woman lying completely naked on a royal red couch. She looked like a goddess sprawled amidst soft fabrics. Showing off the gorgeous beauty which was her body. Her stunningly long legs rubbing against each other, her waist caving in, full breasts creating a lewd display with her nipples looking perky and hard, her neck--a chic elegance--and her long curls resting on her shoulders. Her face showing a bold fierceness, yet a plush rosy blush. The painting was intrepid and lucidly sensual. At the same time, portraying her as an enigma that is craved for. That is wanted. That is lusted over. The face was so defined, meticulously drawn and painted. For a second, you wished it wasn't so. Cause the woman, painted on the ginormous canvas, was 𝙮𝙤𝙪. You turn around. To find 𝙝𝙞𝙢 looking at you with the same boldness. The same desire he drew you with. Like he wanted you naked for him, and he would take you with everything he could give you. ●●● ➼ This book has some of my best writing, the style is very dynamic and artistic. I write very graphically and try to make the reader experience every moment of falling in love. Him as your dripping-hot, young art teacher. Age gap: 9 years.