𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 A Dark Romance of Betrayal and Destruction ❝I can do the worst things in this world just to keep you. Love doesn't mean letting someone go- it means seeing how far you'll go to hold on. My love is so fierce, I'd do anything to keep you... even if it means haunting you, breaking you, or locking you away.❞ ❝Your story with me may have begun with lies, manipulation and revenge... but it will end in twisted happiness, whether you wants it or not. You has no choice.❞ ~ 𝘫𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 ✦ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲.... ❝I'd rather die than belong to a man like you. In every life where you exist, I'd choose death over love.❞ ❝Cage me. Break me. Ruin me. Do whatever you want.... but one thing is certain-you will never make me love you again. You can't fix what you've cruelly destroyed.❞ ~𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳 ═════════════════════════════ Most tales that start with hate end in love... But have you heard of a heard of a story that begins with 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 and 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻?... This isn't a fairy tale. This is a dark, twisted saga of obsession and vengeance. She just wanted the hero of her story. Instead, she got stuck with the villain- "𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥." 18+| contains mature & triggering content ⚠️ Heavy Angst alert!

They said the devil doesn't walk among humans. They lied. Jeon Jungkook is not just a name... it's a warning. They call him insane, but even insanity would tremble in his shadow. He's a storm in human form, ruthless, sadistic, utterly untouchable. He doesn't play games...he writes his own rules, and the price of crossing him is more than blood...it's your soul. Alena never asked to be here. She was dragged into his world, where monsters wear human faces and loyalty is bought with blood. Her life was stolen the moment he laid eyes on her. 'Do you know what happens to those who defy me, Alena?' he whispered, his voice chillingly soft. She trembled, but didn't waver. 'They die.' His sadistic smile was a blade against her sanity. 'No, They beg to die.' Every corner of his world is drenched in blood, the deeper she goes, the more she realizes the true horror isn't just him...it's the secret he guards. Secrets that could shatter everything. He's willing to kill, destroy, and manipulate to get what he wants. This isn't a love story. It's a battle for survival. Because in his hands, even the strongest wills shatter. And in her heart, one question haunts her... Can she escape the devil, or is she destined to burn with him? Surviving in Jeon's estate isn't just about staying alive.... It's about not losing your mind. Welcome to this game of bloodbath And pray you make it out alive... JJKXALENA ✨📚Credits Storyline to dialogues, everything in this book is entirely my own creation. Please do not repost, copy or claim any part of this work as yours. 📕 Book cover: Petalnprose (DO NOT COPY) (Everything in this book is imaginary, only the BTS members are real and used as a muse for this book, they're the exact opposite of how they're portrayed)

🩸 YAKUZA'S DIRGE- "A dirge is a funeral hymn, and his love was a slow, brutal mourning-not for her death, but her freedom." "Do you know why I keep you locked up?" Her breath hitched. Her fingers curled against his chest - hesitantly, reverently - and oh god. The feel of him. Hard. Unforgiving. A wall of heat under her trembling hands. His chest was broad, every muscle taut beneath the thin shirt, his pecs shifting as he breathed - not shallowly, but deeply. Controlled. His teeth grazed her cheek. A bite. Gentle. Carnal. Her lips parted. A broken breath fell from her. Then a whisper - from him. "Hmm?" She shook her head. Too slow. Too dazed. His hand slipped lower, finally, cupping her waist - his palm large enough to cage her, thumb brushing just beneath the curve of her ribs while his other arm remained hooked around her back. Not pinning. Holding. Pulling. She was caged. Held flush to him. Nothing between them but her open robe and his clothed chest. But even then, the heat bled through. He bent again - lower this time. His lips kissed the corner of her jaw. Not sweetly. Possessively. Then he whispered something so sinful, so deliberate, it felt like it was made of oil and ash and honey: "Because if even one man saw you like this... he'd forget his god. He'd fuck his name out of your mouth and never ask if you were promised." Her thighs trembled. Her hand fisted in the fabric at his chest - not to resist. To survive the feeling. He dragged his lips to her jaw again. Her ear. He didn't press them to her skin. He simply hovered. Teased. Waited. She could barely breathe. Her body shook in his hands, her inner thighs slick with her own arousal, every nerve burning like she was being readied for slaughter. Then-her voice. Small. Too soft for anyone else to hear. But he was not anyone. "...But I already attracted the worst kind." His head stilled. Eyes lowered to her again. She swallowed. Then added-"Didn't I?"

"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)

They say I have a perfect boyfriend. He is handsome, he is tall and he is kind to everyone. He has a good job, promising me a good future with him. My perfect boyfriend, Jeon Jungkook, he's just so perfect. I thought I know him so much but he's not like what he said at all. He's nothing what he had told me at all. His background, his job, his everything are nothing like he told me at all. Who is him? ⚠️ WARNING⚠️ The scenes involve violence, murder, stalking, rape, kidnap etc. 21+ Read at your own risk

Elara never belonged in Jeon Mansions. At 23, she was soft and unseen-until Jeon Jungkook noticed her. The cold-blooded king of the mafia empire, he was incapable of love, but her innocence ignited a hunger he couldn't control. Without warning or permission, he claimed her, pulling her into a world of obsession and danger she could neither escape nor understand. She drew in a shaky breath, her back pressed to the cold wall as if it could save her. "Please... don't do this." His shadow fell over her, stealing what little light remained. His voice was a low, dark promise. "It's too late, little dove. You were mine the moment I saw you." Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but defiance still burned in them. "You can't own me." He leaned in, close enough that she could feel the heat of him, the danger. "Watch me." Her fingers trembled as she tried to push him away, her voice raw. "What do you want from me?" His smile was slow, predatory, as if he were savoring the taste of her fear. "Everything." For a moment, silence stretched between them-heavy, suffocating. Then she spoke, her words a broken vow. "One day... I'll leave." He tilted his head, studying her as though she were something fragile he meant to break. "And I'll find you," he murmured, the words sealing her fate.

" Leave me. " She whimpered in pain feeling his hard grip on her wrist and in result he tighten his hold more . He opened the door of his bedroom and her whole body shivered. " Ahh. " She moaned in pain as soon as he threw her on the bed making her body bounce. " Please don't hurt me. " She whispered and startes to drag herself back in fear seeing him. " I told you to not disobey me. " He snarled taking off his wrist watch. " I want to go home... Please let me go. " She whispered in fear. " this is your home!. " He shout and in response she immediately closed her eyes. " No this isn't my house!. " She shout in frustration and next she was laying under him. " Then let me remind you where is your house, who is your owner, ME!... I AM YOUR OWNER!. " He shout and smashed his lips. -------- Possession

𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗽𝗹𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀?" His voice was low, teasing, and far too confident. "𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠-𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥. 𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨... 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨." He leaned in closer, eyes locked on hers. "𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗯𝗮𝗯𝘆, 𝗹𝗲𝘁'𝘀 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗶𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁." ___ 𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙮 𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙥𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙠𝙤𝙤𝙠... 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩." He chuckled, hand sliding lower. "𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗺𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝘁𝘁𝗹𝗲 𝘀𝗹𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗜 𝗱𝗼?" 💋 ~ normal chapter. 🫦 ~ smut.

Feelings between two people always start to grow. It's a natural phenomenon. You can't stop it. There will be things standing in their way. All they want is to be happy, but life clearly had other plans. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Whacha doing?" He asked innocently "How is that any of your business?" I sassed He threw his hands up in surrender and raised a brow "Calm down short stuff, I'm just making conversation" Now it was my turn to raise a brow 'Short...stuff? I was not short' "Short stuff? I'll have you know I'm 5 foot 6!" The gorgeous man before me blinked. Then he blinked again before cracking the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. "Is that supposed to be tall?" He mused "Y-yes! To many people it is!" I huffed He really did know how to get on my nerves "Whatever floats your boat little one" I stared at him completely baffled and appalled at his audacity. 'Me? Short? Me!' ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jungkook- an idiot who was pure bad boy culture at first, and I mean literally. It doesn't last long. He falls in love almost immediately- either the best thing he's done or the most foolish. Only time will tell Y/N is stuck with him - one way or another. she's got secrets to hide that eventually end up exposed. This will look like some normal college story at first, but it's so much more than that. Wanna find out ? Read the book, and you'll know. Started : 8/4/2020 Ended : 1/6/2022