"I finally found you," he murmurs from behind that black mask, the outline of a lip piercing evident as it merely glints in the shadows of her rented flat. He points a gun to her forehead, eyes narrowed. "Uh. . . are you the kid I ripped off in uni' or that fat son of a bitch barking at me over a spilled chicken wing?" ┊ ┊ ┊ ˚✧ In which Jungkook wants to kill Tala as retribution and her life has been flipped around. From now, it's either pull the trigger or die trying. (mafia au & enemies to lovers! ✧)

"Dying was NOT on today's agenda." "Dying shouldn't be on any days agenda." "Oh, since when are you the one making the plans, huh?" ❖ Surviving the apocalypse is hard and all but have you tried getting along with a scythe swinging, sociopathic maniac? Yeah. THAT'S hard. Too bad that said sociopathic maniac is your only insurance of staying alive in this absolute mayhem. Highest Ranking: #2 post-apocalyptic

"Let's play a game," he announced, his boots echoing off the ground as he neared me. "It involves a little bit of blood--," he paused, a slow smirk spreading across his face, "--considering it's your first time." ~~~~~ Enemies to lovers/fantasy romance. Plot heavy + slowburn

❝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.

In order to make ends meet you pick up a side job as the nanny of a brooding, cold perfectionist by the name of Jeon Jungkook - while in the process of doing so, you might've ended up twisting the narrative about your education just a little. Watching over a few children couldn't be too hard, right? Only Jungkook is very peculiar about how he wants things done - strict routines, meal plans and tedious study hours that make the Jeon estate feel more like a military camp than a home - and it's only a matter of time until cracks in the seemingly perfect facade begin to form. 𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗥𝗘 ── slowburn / age gap / ceo!jungkook x nanny!reader / mature content

"I thought the blue of the sea would be the death of me, until I fell for the love of red." You've heard of green flags. You've been warned about red ones. But him? He's a black flag baby-the last color your lungs will ever know when he drags you under. He's the one who'll hold you beneath the tide just to watch you claw at him, desperate and delirious, and then kiss the salt from your lips like he's the one saving you. A Scientist✗Commodore romance. Highest rankings: #1 in Retellings on 10/03/26 out of 3.81K stories #1 in The Little Mermaid on 31/03/26 out of 1.2k stories #5 in Humour on 10/03/26 out of 35K stories

a computer game can't hurt anyone, right? highest rankings: #23 in mystery/thriller #20 in horror #73 in fanfiction cr. taenology || 2016

"You lack morals," His chest seals you to the wall, breath running hot against the shell of your ear, "Gonna fuck them all into you." A tale as old as time, but nothing like the one you know. ...You've heard of monsters in the shadows, haven't you? The ones that watch you from beneath your bed, waiting for you to dangle a limb over the edge. The ones that linger in your closet, just out of sight. You've feared them. Hated them. Tried to convince yourself they weren't real. But what about the one that doesn't hide? The one that doesn't need to. The one who sleeps in your bed with his name in your mouth? You've feared the darkness at your window. But what about the darkness inside your room? The one that breathes against your skin, tracing your pulse with its teeth. The one that pulls you into its chest, not to protect you, but to keep you there. To bury you inside it. To consume you. Softly. Completely. Like a prayer no one's meant to hear. You have feared things that scrape at your door. But what about the one who locks it? From the inside. With you still in it. Retelling Beauty and the Beast. A student✗teacher romance. Highest ranking: #7 in JeonJungkook on 25/02/2026 out of 71.2k stories #10 in Jungkook on 25/02/2026 out of 224k stories #1 in JJK on 3/06/2025 out of 26.4K stories #1 in Dark Romance on 29/01/2025 out of 60.6K stories #1 in StudentTeacher on 1/02/2025 out of 697K storeis #1 in Retelling on 7/02/2025 3.57 K stories #1 in Crimson on 19/07/2025 out of 1.67K stories #1 in Seduction on 1/08/2025 out of 5.91K stories #1 in Tension on 20/01/2026 out of 12.1K stories Started: 01/01/2025 Ended: 01/01/2026

"Full throttle isn't just for the tracks, darling." Jeon Jungkook Rich RACER x Maid AU.

The cutthroat world of White House journalism breeds eternal competition. No one knows that better than you, and you've got the bruises (and bylines) to prove it. Every question at a press briefing, every exclusive interview, every single headline is a battle. And there's only one person standing in your way. Jungkook Jeon. Your college rival. Your biggest headache. The man who lost valedictorian to you by a fraction of a point and has apparently held a grudge ever since. Now, years later, he's just as infuriatingly charming as he was back then, only now he has network backing, a primetime slot, and an unfairly good jawline. You both work for rival organizations, racing to break stories first, stealing sources, and outmaneuvering each other at every turn. Professionalism in public, absolute warfare behind the scenes. When a political scandal erupts in Washington, forcing you to work together for the first time, the game changes. The truth is, maybe the rivalry was never really about the work. Maybe it was just your way of keeping him at arm's length. And now that he's closer than ever... you're starting to realize: you've spent all these years fighting him off. Now, off the record-you're not sure you want to anymore. © intersteIIar/dreamersparacosm. 2025. 𝜗ৎ cover by @matchastwb