They said the devil doesn't walk among humans. They lied. Jeon Jungkook is not just a name... it's a warning. They call him insane, but even insanity would tremble in his shadow. He's a storm in human form, ruthless, sadistic, utterly untouchable. He doesn't play games...he writes his own rules, and the price of crossing him is more than blood...it's your soul. Alena never asked to be here. She was dragged into his world, where monsters wear human faces and loyalty is bought with blood. Her life was stolen the moment he laid eyes on her. 'Do you know what happens to those who defy me, Alena?' he whispered, his voice chillingly soft. She trembled, but didn't waver. 'They die.' His sadistic smile was a blade against her sanity. 'No, They beg to die.' Every corner of his world is drenched in blood, the deeper she goes, the more she realizes the true horror isn't just him...it's the secret he guards. Secrets that could shatter everything. He's willing to kill, destroy, and manipulate to get what he wants. This isn't a love story. It's a battle for survival. Because in his hands, even the strongest wills shatter. And in her heart, one question haunts her... Can she escape the devil, or is she destined to burn with him? Surviving in Jeon's estate isn't just about staying alive.... It's about not losing your mind. Welcome to this game of bloodbath And pray you make it out alive... JJKXALENA ✨📚Credits Storyline to dialogues, everything in this book is entirely my own creation. Please do not repost, copy or claim any part of this work as yours. 📕 Book cover: Petalnprose (DO NOT COPY) (Everything in this book is imaginary, only the BTS members are real and used as a muse for this book, they're the exact opposite of how they're portrayed)

"You believe so much in a few scraps of parchment, Ana," he says, his voice dropping an octave, sounding dangerously low. "You should not trust them too much; it could endanger you." He pauses, his gaze boring into mine. "And can you elaborate on my eyes? I do not seem to follow." He's testing me. I can feel the trap, but I've already stepped into the clearing. "Prince, your eyes are colder than the fiercest storm of Lumerian snows," I say slowly, letting the honesty and grace of my upbringing seep into my tone. "You look upon me as though I am nothing, and I understand as our stations are worlds apart. Yet you claim love is complex. I only know this: love does not lie, and neither do the eyes. My mother often said the eyes tell the truth, and in yours, I see nothing but ice and emptiness. If this is the love you speak of, I must humbly refuse. I cannot tread the path of your past sorrows. I have my own burdens to bear."

Detective Jimin Park is one of the best detectives Busan has, and his track record only solidifies the fact. But even his stellar record cracks when he encounters a brilliant criminal who keeps slipping right through his fingers while bringing down those no one dares touch, leaving chaos in their wake. To find the one who keeps getting away, he partners up with a therapist-a specialist in the field-and together, they chase after the little crumbs, slowly closing in on the slippery vigilante, only the crumbs that they pick up lead them to something much darker.

𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐌𝐄 Freak is what they call you when you care in the wrong way. And no matter how many times I hear it, it burns. Leaves a little blister behind every time. Makes my spine tighten. Makes my hands twitch. I imagine wrapping those twitching hands around the neck of whoever said it-just gently, at first. Then tighter. Watch the red bloom across their face. Watch the panic set in. Watch them fall still. But I don't. I never do. See? I have control. Most of the time. I won't lie. I am obsessive. Unapologetically so. But obsession is not a crime, not until you act on it. People don't understand that. They preach tolerance like it's religion, but turn around and call you names when you don't fit their mold. Normal is the gold standard. And if you're anything less than that? God help you. The world is a goddamn hypocrite. Spotify playlist for this book is available in my bio for those who love music and don't want the hassle of searching.

You live a normal life, filled with everyday problems and familiar routines. Everything seems to be going just the way it should - until your best friend, the person you've shared most of your life with, suddenly disappears without a trace. Heartbroken and confused, you try to move on. But your ordinary world begins to unravel the day a dangerously handsome stranger appears in the alley you walk through every morning. There's something off about him - something wild, unpredictable... and lethal. Soon, you start to understand why Saeron made the choice she did. Whether you like it or not, you're being dragged into a world you never belonged to: the ruthless, bloodstained world of the mafia. And it all began with him. -- "I'm so sorry. I don't want to leave you, but I have no choice." Her voice trembled, eyes glossy with unshed tears. You never thought this day would come - the day you'd have to let go of someone closer than family. "No, please! You can't leave me!" You lunged forward, desperate to grab your best friend's hand, but she slipped away, already turning her back on everything you'd shared. The distance between you brought back a flood of memories - years of laughter, secrets, late-night talks. All of it now drifting out of reach. "You don't understand," she said. "We're in danger. Me and my father. I have to disappear. Far away." And just like that, her words became the final sentence in a chapter of your life. There was nothing left to do but move on... Face the world with a heart half-empty. What you didn't know was that the danger Saeron ran from was already closing in. It had a name. A face. A smirk that promised chaos. A bittersweet nightmare, wrapped in the shape of a man.

Movies, books, stories... Human history is riddled with tales of supernatural, drawing curiosity within no matter if you believe in them or not. But what do you do when one of the beings proves their existence to be real and shows the reality behind the tales? -You kick them in the crotch.

'All these books. All these men. All these fantasies... you must have wanted to try it out at least once.' His lips brushed lower, now whispering into my ear. 'I'm happy to help you recreate some of them.' A man playing out your favorite books out for you? Sounds like perfection, doesn't it? The catch? He's a complete opposite of your preferences in a man, but just to make it worse, he's your brother's best friend.

"I'd burn it all just to see you one more time." ••• FORBIDDEN LOVE FANTASY PJM x READER ••• Princess Y/n L/n rules over the majestic kingdom of Nionna, filled to the brim with glowing creatures, glorious waterfalls, and golden artifacts that make her world shine. On the opposite side is Prince Park Jimin, who rules over the broken kingdom of Kayira, filled to the brim with dried-up rivers, yellow grass, and fleeing animals that make hunting nearly impossible. Kayira is Nionna's sworn enemy, but Y/n, either in a move of compassion or naivety, believes she can merge the drift between the two and create one united nation. Every single family member would disown her if they discovered her plan, but that doesn't stop her from trying, ending up in the midst of Kayira... And right into Prince Park Jimin's arms. --- If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack and reading a plagiarized copy of my work. If you wish to read this story in its original, safe form, please go to https://www.wattpad.com/user/Ravendipity. Thank you.

NOW A FEATURED BOOK (This book will be back in 2026) Your mind stutters dysfunctionally and you slowly take a step back. Your brother gets abruptly cut of by a low growl, and everyones attention lured towards the wolf announcing his claim. "Mate." --------- A horror wolf au Wolf au. Alpha au. Mate au.

"We become the monsters we're most afraid of." --- "Jimin," she breathed out. "You're allowed to touch me." His plump lips slightly parted as a gasp escaped him. "I-" he exhaled, his fingertips slightly grazing her cheek. "I'm someone else tonight. Remember?" she aspirated, leaning in closer. "Just for tonight?" "Just for tonight." Mature content Fantasy/Supernatural AU Highest ranking: #9 in #jiminff - 1ST PLACE in Solo Jimin category at the PurpleLightsAwards 2019 - 1ST PLACE in Solo Jimin category at the BTS DIONYSUS Awards 2019 - 3RD PLACE in Fantasy category in the BTS Writers Awards 2019