Overlay [verb]: to cover something with a layer of something else Everyone has their dirty little secret, right? An ordinary office worker like Dunk Natachai also has one thing that he keeps for himself for so long, it is his guilty pleasure. And it was all fine until one day his path collided again with an A-list actor singer named Joong Archen who looks like has so many problems in his hands. They meet, they talk, they kiss, they fight, they have sex, and they... share another dirty little secret, but this time, together.

A new apartment. A cheap rent. A fresh start. That's all Dunk Natachai wanted after his breakup. But the neighbors aren't just strange - they're unsettling. Smiling too wide. Watching too closely. Calling him things he never told them. And next door lives Joong Archen. A man who never leaves traces. A name whispered in FBI files. A ghost who shouldn't exist. Dunk's best friend swears it's safe. Dunk wants to believe him. But when the walls feel too thin, the hallways too quiet, and the neighbors too interested... He realizes he didn't move into a home. He stepped into a cage. Book cover by: lochi ✨

Joong doesn't believe in love. He believes in loyalty. In violence. In silence. For years, he's built his empire with blood and broken bones - to keep his little brother, Phuwin, untouched by the world that ruined him. There's only one rule in his life: No one touches Phuwin. Not his enemies. Not strangers. Not even his best friend. Pond knows that rule better than anyone. And yet he looks. Just enough to piss Joong off. Just enough to remind him how thin the line between friendship and war can get. And Dunk? He was never meant to be part of this story. The boy behind the counter, smiling like nothing hurts. The man who built a restaurant Joong visits only with strangers. Dunk waits. Watches. Loves him in secret. And Joong- Joong looks right through him. Because Dunk is background noise. And Joong doesn't love. He uses. He leaves. He destroys. But love doesn't need permission. It festers in silence. It grows in the dark corners of late nights and long stares. It bleeds when Joong walks in with someone else and Dunk has to serve them like nothing inside him is breaking. And when violence comes closer- when Pond crosses a line that should never be crossed, when Dunk becomes a weapon instead of a man- Joong will learn what happens when something he never claimed is ripped away. Because this isn't a love story. It's a slow descent. A dangerous want. A promise of ruin. ⸻ A real dark romance - where loyalty is a knife, love is a trap, and one look can cost everything. (‼️Main Focus: JoongDunk‼️)

The Archen estate is not a home. It's a gilded cage. Behind the polished walls and silk curtains, cruelty drips like poison into everything it touches. When the Archen family bought Dunk Natachai from his own blood, it wasn't a wedding - it was a transaction. A boy sold off to silence his father's debts, to seal a name that was never meant to be his. It should have been his sister. She's hated him ever since. But Joong saw Dunk once - one single look - and wanted him. So the house swallowed him whole. Dunk grew up in bruises and broken promises, in a family where love never came without pain. But nothing - nothing - could have prepared him for the Archen mansion. A house full of strangers with matching blood and blackened hearts. Grandfather to aunt, uncle to mother, father to siblings - they don't see him as a husband. They see him as property. An outsider. A servant with a ring on his finger. And every day, Joong - the golden son, the one who claimed him - holds Dunk with gentle hands and soft eyes. He speaks like love is enough. He doesn't hear the whispers behind the walls. He doesn't see what they do when he's gone. Dunk never tells him. So Dunk screams instead. He shatters plates and windows, throws furniture against walls that already suffocate him. He lashes out, he burns down every tender word Joong gives him. He's loud because it's the only way to still feel real. He's breaking because no one else will hear the sound of it. Joong loves him like he's something precious. Dunk hates him like he's the cage itself. This isn't a love story. It's a war inside a house that smiles for the world and bleeds behind closed doors.

just a Halloween onehsot... where taehyung went in jungle trip with his friends but ended up being the mate of dangerous beast of the jungle.... this story is oneshot... so enjoy, and please don't leave any harsh comments... if anyone is uncomfortable so please leave without any negative comments....

You're just like a butterfly From afar, I steal glances; if we touch hands, will I lose you? Started : 17.08.21 Finished : 24.08.21

What will happen when twenty-year-old 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸 falls in love with a thirty-four-year-old prostitute who was once sold by his father, 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗴𝘂𝗸? _____ "Let me go... Please! My Jungguk is outside... let me go to him!!" Taehyung begged, tears in his eyes. "Your Jungguk has sold you here!!" _____ 𝗞𝗶𝗺 𝗧𝗮𝗲𝗵𝘆𝘂𝗻𝗴, now the head of the prostitution world, was sitting in his bathtub in front of a teacher, Jeon Jungkook, who stood there, looking away nervously, which made Taehyung smirk. "Your father would be so proud to see his son grown up... wild." Taehyung said, his eyes trailing down to Jungkook's pants. _____ "How can my son marry a prostitute?" Mrs. Jeon asked, glancing at Kim Taehyung. "Yes, that's exactly what I'm saying to your son, Mrs. Jeon. How can he marry a prostitute?" Taehyung said, pain clear in his voice. _____ "Don't love me this much, Jungkook... please, don't. I have nothing to give you. The beauty you've fallen for... it will fade soon, and my body... it's already been ruined by many, including your father" Taehyung said, teary-eyed 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀 : Heavy angst, Smut, Age gap, Mpreg, Slow burn 𝗧𝗼𝗽 𝗞𝗼𝗼𝗞↑ 𝗣𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿 𝗩𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗺↓ ⚠️ All characters are fictional and unrelated to real-life people.

Taehyung: (snapped) Are you mad? Do you want to die? Jungkook just stood there, staring at him. He was tall, dressed well, and looked annoyed. Taehyung: Hey! Are you deaf? Say something. he said again, this time stepping closer. Jungkook: Why did you stop? Jungkook finally whispered, my voice shaking. Jungkook: Why didn't you kill me? I don't want to live... His words broke into sob. Taehyung: Why would you say that? Why do you want to die? ___ Contains •smut •mpreg ( depends on ) HAPPY ENDING 🔝 TAEHYUNG ⬇️ JUNGKOOK 🕊️ I hope you will like the story of MAID'S FORBIDDEN LOVE

What do a spoiled daughter of a corrupt politician and a modern-day female pirate have in common? Aside from a thirst for danger and a hunger for sex, that is. *** Piper Price wants nothing more than to get far, far away from her controlling father, a powerful US politician. Her entire life, she's been forced to pose as his perfect daughter, but when she flees to the south of France after a rough break-up an opportunity for escape presents itself in the most surprising of ways. Odette Garnier is a modern day pirate on a mission: abduct the spoiled daughter of a corrupt politician and ransom her back to him as part of a plan to take him down for good. What she didn't plan on was finding Piper so attractive that she engages in a steamy one night stand beforehand. What she never expected was for Piper to be thrilled by the kidnapping and ready for another go around. With the captain declaring them off-limits to each other and Piper's father being trickier than they expected, Odette and Piper will have to navigate the increasingly dangerous situation...and their growing feelings for each other.

Taehyung's grip tightened, just enough to make Jungkook's breath hitch, his pulse fluttering beneath his fingertips like a trapped thing. The room was suffocating, electric with the kind of tension that could only be built on years of hatred tangled with something neither of them wanted to name. "Do you want this, Jungkook?" Taehyung's voice was a low purr, dangerous and smug, as if he already knew the answer. Jungkook's eyes, no longer doe-eyed innocence, but dark, molten, needy - stared up at him, unflinching. "Yes," Jungkook moaned, hips arching up instinctively, chasing the ghost of Taehyung's touch. His voice cracked around the single word, but there was no shame in it. Only hunger. Taehyung's smirk turned downright predatory. He leaned in, letting his lips brush against Jungkook's ear, feeling the younger shiver beneath him. His tongue flicked out, tracing the shell before he latched onto that spot he knew would make Jungkook crumble. Jungkook gasped, body straining up against Taehyung's hold, and Taehyung chuckled darkly. "Beg for it," he whispered, his voice a sinful promise against Jungkook's skin. For a moment, silence hung thick in the air. Then, Jungkook's voice, breathy and wrecked *