Your body unexpectedly slams into his, one leg wrapped around his waist. His hand grips your thigh and you're both panting, lips parted and merely an eyelash's length from each other's faces. You look deeply into his eyes for the first time, seeing their intensity with crystal clear clarity... This isn't part of the choreo you've been practicing. Your trembling hands are on either side of his thick neck. Even his breath is sweet. Should you taste it? Synopsis: Y/N enrolls in a dance school to pursue her dreams of becoming a professional dancer. However, she struggles to love herself, barely able to look at her own reflection without disgust. When she meets her mentor, she becomes awakened by his attention. Can his love lead her to finally love herself too? - This is my first published work, so please be patient, supportive, leave comments, and VOTE! xo ⚠️ Smut chapters are denoted with an asterisk (*) ⚠️Disclaimer: this book addresses sensitive topics like eating disorder, anxiety, depression. - 1K reads: 08/18/21 5K reads: 01/01/22 10K reads: 03/22/22 15K reads: 05/08/22 20K reads: 08/08/22 25K reads: 12/13/22 - #1 btssmut, jiminsmut, pjm #2 jimin #3 btsjimin #4 ot7 #9 jiminxreader

Y/n is a typical carefree 21 year old who's just enjoying her youth. Parties, friends, work and college take up most of her time. She meets Jeon Jungkook at a party and the two quickly become fuck buddies, Y/n having heard of his playboy ways. He's very well known for his hook-ups. He's 23, gorgeous, and not one to settle down. She has developed feelings for him throughout the time they've known each other, but keeps it to herself since....he's Jeon Jungkook. Join the two as they navigate through their lives, and all the twists and turns they take. Will Y/n ever reveal her true feelings for him? Will he reciprocate those feelings? What lies in store for them both? **This story contains sexual content which may be unsuitable for some readers. I don't mark where this content is throughout my story, so read at your own risk. ***This story is completely fictional and from my imagination. I don't know the members of BTS, or anyone else in the story, they're made up characters. I don't believe this is how any member is in real life. It's just a story and just for fun.

"you have got to stop bringing that up." i muttered. "what? that we had sex?" he asked. "shhhhhh...." "oh, you don't want people knowing we fucked." "it's just.....ugh shut up." i looked away. he laughed at my reaction. "why? we are fuck buddies aren't we?" Kim Y/n was just a regular girl, who transferred schools. what happens when she attends party and sees her cheating ex bf and stumbles into bed with a man she just met! little did she know that this guy wants her help. will she give in?

Isabella is desperate for her own independence, but her overprotective father stands in the way of her future. When she demands that she attends a University two hundred miles away from her home, her father only has one exception; a bodyguard. Elio is dedicated to his career to honour his late sister, but when he owes a favour to an ex-mafia boss, he takes body-guarding to a completely new level. Isabella is reckless and likes to push her bodyguards limits. Elio has zero patience and a desire to punish his client. When things start to get heated and unexpected feelings get in the way, their forbidden relationship becomes a distraction when Isabella's life is on the line. Elio is desperate to not let down another important woman in his life. But he can't save everyone, including his own bleeding heart. Tropes: - Mafia Romance - Bodyguard - Age-gap (8 years - FMC is 21 and MMC is 29) - Forbidden Love - Brat FMC/Grumpy MMC - Light BDSM (sub/dom vibes) - Size difference (5'4 & 6'6) - University/College Setting - Past Trauma/Healing - ANGST (so much of it)

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

It's the day of visitors. But the visitors to Sin-si are unwelcomed, vengeful beom. Unforgotten animosity fills the air and rage collides, soaking the ground with blood. Seven boys take up their weapons to end this fight, once and for all. 7FATES: CHAKHO with BTS ***** Content advisory: this story contains some violence Original story: HYBE Co-planning: HYBE / NAVER WEBTOON

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مجرد أحلام للوصول إليكِ ووصالك فيما تبقى من عمري، وجودك ولو في كتاباتي فقط وجود لا يضاهيه أي وجود، بسمتكِ التي تتراءى في كلِ مرةٍ أراكِ فيها تجعل أملي في الوصول إليكِ أكبر من سابقه، وألا ينحصر وجودكِ بجانبي في كتاباتي فقط، وإنما في واقعي أيضًا.

نقاشات مُفصلّة مع العقل، يكون العقل في أغلبها هو المُخاطب الأساسي للنفس، ويتنحّى في قليلٍ من الأوقات التي تود فيها النفس المسك بزمام الحديث ووصف كثيرٍ من الأشياء للعقل، حكايا نفسية يمُرُّ بها الكثير منّا، فلعلك تجد نفسك في حكايةٍ منها.