"In this castle, you don't breathe unless I give you the air, Little One." At twenty, Park Jimin is a ghost. A boy with no past, no family, and a talent for fixing broken things. But when he is 'purchased' by the underworld's most feared Architect, Jeon Jungkook, he realizes some things are better left shattered. Jeon Jungkook is The Custodian he is the silent shadow behind the city's most brutal syndicates. He doesn't buy people; he "acquires" them. And he has just acquired Jimin. But the mansion is full of secrets, and the biggest one is hidden inside a hollow porcelain base. One secret. Two broken souls. And a love that was written in blood long before they ever met. "I didn't kidnap you, Jimin. I brought you home. And I'll burn this city to ash before I let them take you back." Jimin thinks he's a prisoner. But in the dark underworld of Seoul, the truth is much more terrifying: He isn't a prisoner. He's a trophy... and the hunt hasn't even begun. "You don't remember me, do you, Little One? That's fine. I remember enough for both of us." ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ 🖤 A Little Note for My Teddies 🐻 Before you start this story... just know this isn't soft. This one is going to be dark, heavy, and a little dangerous 😏🩸 Full of angst, obsession, and things that might make your heart race in ways you didn't expect. So... consider this your warning: fasten your seatbelts before you enter. Because once you start- there's no turning back. 🥀🖤

I, Jeon Jungkook the alpha of Jeon pack reject my omega Park Jimi... But before alpha can even complete his sentence Jimin ran away without looking back too hurt to realize anything. He swore he will take revenge on the alpha and come back with a bang. ****** A cliche rejection and regration abo story. But I will write in my own way in very Jikook style. Image credits goes to their rightful owners.

In a world where vampires and werewolves are each other's strongest rivals, what happens when a kicked out vampire boy comes to a village filled with werewolves unknowingly to find a place to stay for the night? ❝I'm a vampire! Don't come near me or else I'll hurt you!❞ ❝Are you sure about that, little boy?❞ |Werewolf X Vampire |Vmin |Smut |Mpreg Started : 16.05.2019 Ended : __.__.____ All rights reserved. Plagiarism is a crime.

Jimin couldn't handle the toxicity of his relationship anymore. with one last glance at his alpha he packed the little he could manage and silently walked out.

Namjoon never expected to find love-let alone be torn between two men who burn for him in such different ways. In the heart of a powerful corporate world, Hoseok is all restraint and hidden fire, while Jimin is touch, tease, and open adoration. Amid office politics, scandals, a vengeful ex-wife, and secrets that threaten everything, Namjoon spirals between lust, love, and longing. But what happens when you crave both flames... and neither wants to let you go? A slow-burn love triangle turned poly romance full of jealousy, obsession, found family, and healing. He was theirs. They were his. And together-they burned --- This story is a work of fiction and does not reflect the real lives or opinions of the individuals portrayed. All characters and situations are products of the author's imagination. Please do not take anything in this story as factual or representative of the real BTS members

the story where park jimin and Jeon jungkook both are forced in a marriage but as the time passes jimin falls in love with his cold husband who doesn't show any emotions to him who doesn't even talk with him properly but one night changes everything when jungkook forced jimin on bed but in the morning he doesn't remember anything later jimin got to know that he is pregnant but jungkook refused to accept the baby Top:- jungkook Bottom:- Jimin Boy pussy Mature content fluff smut

Axel Wilder is a 14 year old boy who hates being at home. His parents divorced when he was 10 years old, his mom remarrying when he was 12. 2 years after living with his mom and stepdad, Otis, he's learned that Otis is a controlling asshole. Not wanting to be around them anymore, he ventures the city when his mom and Otis are home, but stays inside when they leave. He doesn't think his life could get any worse, until that one dark night on the walk home from the park...

His fists slammed against the wall just inches from Seth's head. The boy flinched, trembling, eyes wide with fear, not guilt. Ren's chest heaved, the rage that had carried him this far twisting into something colder. "I was wrong," his voice cracked, broken between fury and shame. "You're not him. You're not the one who destroyed my life." But it was too late. The bruises were already carved into Seth's skin, the ring already forced onto his hand. Ren Morgan thought he had finally caught the monster who haunted him. Instead, he destroyed an innocent man, claiming him as husband by force, chaining him to violence and obsession. Now Ren must face the truth: the criminal still walks free, and the only monster in Seth's life is him. Ⓣⓡⓘⓖⓖⓔⓡ Ⓦⓐⓡⓝⓘⓝⓖ: This story explores obsessive desire, power dynamics and morally gray relationships. Expect intense psychological tension, explicit sexual content and emotionally heavy scenes. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐀𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚. 𝐒𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.

[Enemies to lovers but only jimin thinks they are Enemies. ] Park Jimin didn't ask for trouble. Trouble just walked into his law faculty wearing black, riding a Ducati, and calling him shorty. Jeon Jungkook-transfer student, smug smile, completely unbothered-was supposed to be a temporary distraction. Instead, he became a problem Jimin couldn't stop thinking about. One group project, a few too many arguments, and suddenly it wasn't hate anymore. Just laughter, late-night calls, and that feeling Jimin swore he'd never catch. [One shot] [It is completely fictional do not take it seriously!] Park jimin :21yrs final year law student Jeon Jungkook: 21 yrs final year law student

READ BEFORE PROCEEDING ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, non-consensual elements, psychological trauma, and heavy emotional. Minors DNI. Please read responsibly and take care of yourself. If you're here for soft romance - this is not that place.🖤 Welcome to the dark He was running as fast as his legs would carry him, breath tearing out of his chest, silent tears blurring the corridor ahead. His feet slipped. His knees buckled. He hit the floor hard. Hands seized him from behind before he could crawl away. Another grip forced his face up, fingers tangled painfully in his hair, holding him still. A voice in front of him curved into a smile he couldn't see but could feel. "Oh, dear," the man said softly. "You know I don't like it when you try to run." Another presence loomed closer, close enough for him to feel breath against his skin, "So scared," the second voice murmured. "You always are." He leaned down towards his neck and sniffled him and murmured,"Mm... You smell so nice, just like... wet soil after rain." His body began to shake uncontrollably. Tears spilled freely now, unchecked, soaking into his collar. The struggle drained out of him-not because he wanted to stop, but because he no longer had the strength to keep fighting. His fingers loosened around the fabric of his own shirt. Not surrender. Just exhaustion.