It's my first FF Plz don't hate and sorry if there is any mistake or u don't like the story. You can also comment what do you want in next part I will try to add it. Jeon Y/N is a savage and pupular girl of the university. She have never been in a relationship cuz she don't like. Meanwhile ... Kim Taehyung is a cold guy who isn't married till now. The rest of the story u will know soon. Ice Cube: Baby then just wait and watch. (Smirked) Baby: I will be waiting Mr.Kim (looked at him and smirked and winked) Let's see what happened in the story If u like my hard work plz vote and comment Thank you 😊 Started at: 17 July 2023 Ended at: Not yet

"From today onwards, Ares will be responsible for your security." Haven froze. Lucifer's voice was final, unwavering. She knew that tone. Knew there was no room for negotiation. Her grip tightened around the glass in her hand. "I don't need a bodyguard." Lucifer's stare was ice. "You don't get a choice in this matter Vida." She scoffed. "You expect me to let him follow me around like a damn shadow?" Ares stood by the doorway, silent, dark, and completely uninterested. The dim lighting cast sharp edges across his face-expression unreadable, stance lethal. "You think I want this?" he muttered, voice low, detached. "So stay out of trouble, and I won't have to babysit you." Haven turned to him, fury igniting like gasoline meeting fire. "Babysit? Cute. I didn't know Lucifer's lapdog could talk." Ares barely spared her a glance. "Talk back to me again, and I'll show you what else I can do." Lucifer sighed, rubbing his temples. "Enough. Haven, Ares will be your bodyguard until we find someone more... tolerable." Ares scoffed. "Don't bother. No one would last a week with her." Haven's lips curled into a slow, wicked smirk. "Then let's make sure you don't last a week either, shall we?" For the first time, Ares actually looked at her. Long. Cold. Assessing. And then, he smirked too. "Try me, fiera." Her pulse jumped at the name. Fiera. Little fire. --- Upcoming - JUNE 2025

Rose is only his. He was the one who bought her up. He was the one who killed to keep her safe, fed her, clothed her. He only loves her. Because he only feels only around her. Trigger Warning: This story contains content that may be distressing or triggering for some readers. Themes include, but are not limited to: Sexual content, Violence, Abuse (physical, emotional, and/or sexual), Mental illness, Self-harm, Suicide, Death. Please proceed with caution and take care of your mental and emotional well-being. If you feel that these topics might be upsetting or triggering for you, consider skipping this story or seeking support from a trusted friend, family member, or mental health professional. Important Note: This story does not intend to glamorize, advertise, or portray these acts as acceptable. Instead, it aims to raise awareness about the harsh realities that some individuals face. The purpose is to foster understanding and empathy for those who have experienced such trauma.

"No, please ... not again" she prayed. That tune. Soft. Familiar. Haunting. She turned slowly... her breath caught in her throat. There he was. Standing in the shadows, just beyond the emergency exit. "I'll follow you wherever you go" "No," she whispered. "No, no, no, shhh, Meera, calm down. It's just a hallucination. Just a hallucination. Just-" She broke into a run, blind and desperate, nearly tripping over her own feet. And crashed straight into something - or rather someone. IZRAEL'S FIAMA

The Predator by RuNyx is a dark, intense romance novel that dives into the dangerous world of power, secrets, and obsession. Set in a gritty underworld, the story follows Morana Vitalio, a brilliant hacker with a haunted past, and Tristan Caine, a ruthless enforcer with a reputation for being untouchable. When their paths collide, a deadly game begins-one filled with tension, desire, and betrayal. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, they must decide whether love is worth the risk in a world where trust can be fatal. •The book is not written by me, all the credits to RuNyx for write a wonderful book filled with adventure. •Credit for cover, writing format everything belongs to RuNyx and her team. Thank you! l hope it would be thunderous pleasure reading RuNyx's work.

He was darkness in human form. She was the light he never asked for. Jihye entered his world without a clue of the danger wrapped around his name. Jungkook didn't believe in softness, yet she made his silence loud with emotions he didn't want to feel. But when the past resurfaces, everything they built threatens to fall. Because love doesn't come easy when your world is made of blood and betrayal. • • • Brushing a strand of hair from her face, his voice a low murmur. JK: you don't have to be scared of me doll. i don't bite... unless you ask. •Sorry guys for the grammar mistake actually English is not my first language so I'm sorry and this is my first story so I hope you will support me..

Ria is a little who wants to be very bratty. She got kicked out of her old little school for her behavior and arrives at Moria academy. There she meets Alex and his friends. She immediately has a crush on Alex and thinks he has one on her? Can Alex handle Ria and her brattiness though? Read to figure it out!

"W-Who... a-am I?" Her voice came out barely a whisper, cracking around the edges. She didn't recognize herself. Michael, who had been standing by the door-arms folded, expression unreadable-finally moved. Slow, steady steps until he stood directly in front of her. Towering. Composed. Cold as always. But his eyes... His eyes held something else. He stared at her for a long moment, as if debating what truth to offer her. And then, his words came low... sure... and final. "You're my fiancée," he said. "Chiara." "What's... a fiancée?" Her voice was soft. For a split second, Michael forgot how to breathe. MICHAEL'S CHIARA #Upcoming December 2025

She stood, a smirk curling her lips, her gaze sharp enough to cut through steel. "You may command the world, Lucifer, but I know how to set that very world on fire." Lucifer's eyes darkened, a dangerous glint sparking in their depths. He stepped closer, his grip firm as he pulled her into the shadow of his power. "Then burn me, Fiore," he whispered, his voice like smoke and sin. "I'll worship the ashes."

"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK