an au,which Min Yoongi is a powerful sex demon and Park Jimin is his most prized possession.

Sequel to "Finding Love In Paradise"

《BTS mutant AU》 Mutants look human, act human, so they can't be found out unless they're caught using their abilities. Some mutants aren't great, just like not all humans are saints. Those mutants who decided they are the better being caused this, they caused the conflict that labels all mutants as dangerous. This is a story of mutants trying to find a way to freedom and happiness. All coming from different parts of Korea, from different backgrounds, but all have one goal. They come together to fight. Making their bond grow, making it bulletproof. //bts fanfiction// [Under MAJOR editing at the moment I need to fix some plot holes, but please read so I can get some feedback] Edit-> August 21, 2019: Remaking this story! Publish date tba! April 14, 2020 : Rewritten version of the book is officially up! Read latest update for details NO PLAGIARISM! Copyright © Gimme_meh_cake 2018-2019

"I'm straight." - Jeon Jungkook. "oh common, I can make you bendable one. Only for me baby." - Kim Taehyung. NEW STORY! top!TAE - iz lifeu bottom! JK - iz my son warning! (the author can't write a SMUT so beware of her talent in cliff hanging smut. thx.)

"Let me get this straight. Your paying Taehyung- the schools fuckboy and playboy- to give you sex lessons?" "I don't want to be clueless about this stuff anymore Hyung." "He's going to eat you alive." In which Jungkook wants his innocence gone and Taehyung is the right person to help him get rid of it. *Smut Warning*

"Tell me you feel it too..." His lips began to trail my neck as I whimpered softly. He chuckled for a moment as he knew what he was doing to my body. "Why do you keep fighting us?" Started : 14.05.2018 Finished : 23.12.2018 [ COMPLETED ] Highest ranking - #3 in jk #1 in ff

Cover by: BriannaRRizz They never fail to find him. No matter where he hides. "Let's play." they cracked their knuckles and smiles spread on their lips. - Under Taehyung's eye was purple, his cheek was bruised, the cut on his lip reopened, a bruise formed on his chin, deeper cuts were made, his body ached and small tears fell from his eyes from the immense pain. He hated this daily routine. He hated it so much but he couldn't do anything about it. He was too weak to fight back. He began to cry into his elbow. "I hate myself," he whispered through his tears. "I hate myself," he repeated.