"You bought me for a night, you don't own me." "Then why did you scream my name like I was yours?" Silk Sheets -a novel about a girl who sees herself only as worthy as the pleasure she can give someone else- NOT A Y/N STORY NOT A SHIPPING STORY NOT TO BE CREEPY TOWARDS BTS ITS FACE CLAIMS p.j.m. Sugar Daddy a.u. by @callmebyyourname97 The story is actually only 49 parts the rest is extra chapters, updates Cover by @TheChristianChimChim Highest rankings: #1 bangtan #7 fan fiction #11 Park Jimin

Infernal Empire Book 1 Greed is one of the greatest sins of all. The more you taste it, the more you desire to steal it, want it, keep it, or even snatch it if it doesn't belong to you. My greatest sin is greed, a greed that doesn't involve power, money, or revenge. My greatest sin is my wife, my most alluring addiction. And I snatched her from the hands of those who once took my peace, my life from me, and shattered it. My wife is my weakness, but worse, she is my greatest possession. Aaryn Volkov, the princess of Bratva, the dearest sister of the worst person whom I am out to destroy. There is a saying that if you don't get what you want, make sure no one else has it. It's a calculated way to destroy something before it destroys you. I will take her, carve myself deep into her, and I'll watch everyone try their worst to get her back. She is mine, mine to hold, mine to own, mine to ruin, and I'll burn this world to ashes, along with everyone in it if they even think of snatching her out of my hands. If I can't have her, then no one ever could get her. She belongs to me and only me. Forever and always.

Mafia Romance Book 1 of "The Veiled Desires" Series Ranked #1 in intriguing ___________ 𝙒𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙩𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤, 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙣𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙙𝙤𝙬, 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧? __________ To the world, Estelle is a beautiful model with a high-pitched voice and a famous last name. To the underworld, she is Clandestine, a ruthless assassin whose voice is whispered in fear. Alonzo wears tailored suits and carries himself with terrifying control. Behind that composure lies blood, power, and a legacy built by the mafia. Forced into an arranged marriage neither of them wanted, they begin a dangerous game: make the other fall first. But some secrets are deadly. She hides a knife behind her smile. He hides violence behind his calm. And neither realizes they have married someone just as monstrous as themselves. ________________ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝘿𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐰? _________________ 18+ • Read trigger warnings Tropes: Dark Romance • Arranged Marriage • Enemies to Lovers • Secret Identity • Assassin Heroine • Mafia Romance

𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 !!!!!!! This book is an unofficial continuation of the BTS fanfiction "The Rivals" -- from Wattpad by @bngtnskiez , which has been discontinued since 2024. And to the new readers finding this book for the first time, please note that this is NOT the original story. This is only a continuation written by a reader who genuinely loved the story and wanted to continue the journey for everyone who still waited for it. All credits for the original story, characters, and original plot belong completely to the original author. I am not claiming ownership over their work in any way. I will not be reposting the original story here . So before continuing this book, please read the original story "The Rivals" first and then come back here to continue the journey from where it stopped. Trust me - you won't regret reading it. Since I do not have any direct contact information of the original author, I along with many readers tried reaching out through comments on their Wattpad account regarding the continuation, but we never received any reply . And if the original author ever comes across this someday, I sincerely hope you understand that this continuation was never written to disrespect or replace your work. This only exists because your story stayed with so many readers even after being discontinued. If you ever wish for this continuation to be removed or changed, I will fully respect your decision. Thank you once again for giving this continuation a chance.

"Strip." - Gifted with the hands of healing. He's charming, smart, handsome, and kind. But don't let that smile of his fool you. Jeon Jung Kook: that young hot doctor working at Busan Bumin Hospital. Every women whose ever had an appointment with him dies to see him. Whether the situation's critical or mild, they'll do anything to be stuck in his office again. Even if it's just for a few minutes. Highest Ranking in FanFiction : #18 01/27/2020

"lie to yourself all you want, but you'll always belong to me." "but you hate me, don't you?" "hate doesn't change a thing, kim taehyung. you're still fucking mine, no matter how much i want to destroy you." • • • • it started with a crown of flowers. it became a game of power. and he's still the only one who can ruin him. ~~ Top: Jeongguk Bottom: Taehyung

My husband loves my twin more. Not that I'm particularly fond of him either. But when the whole world is against you, sooner or later, you start to crave attention. Even if it's from the person who's last to offer solace. When the lines between love and hate blur, I am entangled in a treacherous dance with stakes higher than I ever imagined. Bring it on husband. I might be the evil sister, but you're no hero either. And I may wear the mask of a villain, but you, my dear, are no stranger to the darkness either. . . . ⤷Taehyung x Reader ⤷Enemies to Lovers, Forced Marriage, Twins AU, Angst & HEA

Sloan DiLaurentis didn't mean to find a home in Briar's hockey house. But somewhere between the midnight kitchen conversations, shared hoodies, and Beau Maxwell showing up at her door every night asking to cuddle, the house-and the people inside it-started feeling like hers. Beau was never supposed to be more than harmless flirting. Except now he knows her coffee order, sleeps better beside her, and looks at her like she's his favorite thing in the world. And Sloan's starting to realize she might feel the same way. Too bad keeping secrets in a house full of hockey players is almost impossible. Especially when everyone already knows they're in love. Everyone except Dean.

"Are you touching yourself, Y/n?" His voice was low, causing the heat in my body to rise. I was a volcano about to explode. I hadn't even fully touched myself yet, and I knew I could've gotten off just from hearing the deep timbre of his tone. "Yes." A gasp left me as a shock wave of pleasure slammed through me. ________ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬-𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐥, 𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫-𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭-𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞. ____________

" 𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙄 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙨𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠? " "This is an arranged marriage." In front of everybody. The city calls it fate.I call it strategy. Because this isn't a love story. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙃𝙚𝙞𝙨𝙩 . 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄'𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 . ⚠️ Mature Content Warning This story contains themes of emotional conflict, intense romantic tension, psychological manipulation, and mature situations that may not be suitable for all readers.Scenes may include violence, strong language, sensuality, and morally grey characters. Reader discretion is advised. His fingers tighten around mine - not gently. Never gently. " 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 ." He only smiled "𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙙𝙧𝙤𝙥 𝙩𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙠𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙢𝙚 " He thinks he owns this game. He doesn't realize I play just as dirty. The problem? He watches me like he's trying to read the ending before I write it. 𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚. "𝘞𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶?" he once asked mockingly. I met his eyes without blinking. "𝑩𝒂𝒃𝒚, 𝑰'𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆." Because when Two Morally Grey people marry each other...It isn't a love story. It's a war disguised as devotion. And the most dangerous part? I think he enjoys the fire as much as I do. 𝘓𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦...