"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)

❝Tsk, tsk, tsk... you were not supposed to see that.❞ The voice was like silk over a blade, vibrating through the cold air of the private lounge. You didn't turn back. You couldn't. Your heart was a frantic, trapped bird against your ribs, and the digital glow of the tape. ❝Curious little kitten,❞ another voice murmured, closer this time. Dark. Playful. Deadly. You slowly turned, your breath hitching as you faced the four men leaning against the heavy oak door. The university's elite. The untouchable heirs. Jungkook, Taehyung, Mingyu, and Eun-woo. Jungkook tilted his head, his dark, intense eyes tracing the terror on your face. A slow, terrifyingly beautiful smile spread across his lips. ❝Hi, there, Freshman,❞ he whispered, the words a death sentence wrapped in a caress. ❝Let's kill you.❞ The air was knocked out of your lungs. -- A girl made of vintage lace, old books, and quiet dreams. A girl who lived in a retro bubble, far away from the grit of the real world. But innocence is a fragile thing. When university sweethearts and childhood legends Jeon Jungkook, Kim Taehyung, Kim Mingyu, and Cha Eun-woo left behind a piece of their darkness, they never expected a quiet introvert to find it. Now, she's seen the tape. She knows the monsters hiding behind the ethereal faces. She's seen the violence they are capable of. Four lifelong friends. Four business empires. One witness. The rules are simple: To protect the legacy, she has to die. But to satisfy the obsession, she has to stay. As the brotherhood fractures and a war of possessiveness begins, she realizes the only thing more dangerous than their hatred... is their love. One wants her silenced. Three want her caged. All of them want her broken. ❝Welcome to the deep end. Try not to drown.❞ -- A yandere story. Cover made by polarxfic

"𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴, 𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" "𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬-" ~ "𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘶𝘮," "𝘕𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘯𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘦𝘴, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘩, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘔𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴." "𝘉𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘵𝘴. 𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵." 💋~~ Normal Chapter. 🫦~~ Smut Chapter.

In a new life where memories of the past flicker like fading embers, their paths collide once more, tangled in a web of fate and unresolved emotions. He, Jungkook, gazes at her with a stranger's eyes, his words cutting deeper than any blade: "Why don't you disappear from my life?" he yells, pinning her against the wall, his frustration a storm barely contained. Tears stream down her face as she whispers his name, "J-Jungkook..." Her trembling hands push against him, but his grip tightens, seizing her jaw. "You're not going to shut your mouth, right?" he growls, before crashing his lips onto hers in a fierce, frustrated kiss-a collision of anger, longing, and echoes from a love lost to another lifetime. As the weight of their past life unravels, Season 2 plunges into a whirlwind of passion and pain. She fights to awaken the bond they once shared, while he remains haunted by feelings he can't explain. New secrets threaten to tear them apart, and the ghosts of their former selves demand reckoning. Will this kiss be the spark that reignites their destiny, or the final fracture that severs them forever? The Book 2 of the young prince.......

She's the quiet, sarcastic girl next door. He's the loud, tattooed heartthrob who won't stop blasting music at 3 a.m. They share a wall-and a growing hate for each other. But what happens when the arguing turns into tension? And tension turns into something neither of them are ready for? Enemies. Neighbors. Something more? Let the chaos begin. #1 wattpadrecomendations #1 neighbourau #1 roomnextdoor #1 jungkook×reader

She's new, poor, and lonely. He's popular, rich, and doesn't go by the rules. Girls flock around him, but she's the first to not fall for it. They find each other unbearable, but will they learn to love each other's differences? [Contains suicidal thoughts and actions, violence, sexual violence, and intense intimacy.] {FULLY UPDATED IN NOVEMBER OF 2024}

"Too late baby, I'm not going to be your step brother because I'm already your boyfriend, no your soon to be husband" - Step Brother : PJM Alternative Universe. A Park Jimin Fanfiction. MATURE Content! Start: August 18, 2018 Completed: February 3, 2019 Highest Rankings #3 Parkjimin #1 jiminau

A marriage neither of them wanted. A duty. A Responsibility. Kim Kate's world revolved around her empire. Amor was everything she had, the only thing that made sense. She buried herself in her work, convincing herself she had no time for anything else. Marriage was just another obligation. But with each passing day, she found herself growing more tired. Work was her shield, but could it protect her from what she couldn't control? For Park Jimin, this marriage was never meant to be more than a formality. It was a responsibility he took on for the sake of his family and his reputation. But with every passing day, the lines between duty and something else began to blur. He told himself it was just responsibility. But the heart doesn't lie. A Park Jimin Fanfiction

"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]