It's been two years since he has gone to study abroad. I still remember the day I came to live in this house after my parent's death. I still remember the day when he suddenly came into my room. I was looking at him with shocked eyes because of his actions. He locked the door and started coming in my direction. I knew that I was in danger but I can't move my body. Bloody hell, my body was held by the cold gaze of his blue sea-colored eyes. With long steps, he was coming towards me, and in a flash of seconds, he was in front of me. He grabbed my hair making me look into his eyes, my eyes were close afraid of meeting his cold star but the next word from his mouth made my eyes short open. "Who was that man Jane with whom you were laughing and talking answer me. Who was he," he shouted in anger. I took in his appearance his jaw was clenched and his eyes were burning in anger. H-e-he saw me with him. I knew I was in danger. Now, what should I do was the big question for me. Warm tears filled my eyes ready to slip out from the corner of my eyes by remembering that day. The more memory of that day still you heard it right. First place in The Scribblers Award 2020 for best novel

Walking away felt like its own kind of pain, and hope had long since lost its meaning. In the chill of the evening, every step weighed on me-bones aching, skin stinging, as if each movement tore something loose inside. My tears burned against the cold wind, searing rather than soothing. "Please," I whispered, the word slipping out like a fragile, fading prayer. "Do you want me to touch you like this, Daisy?" Each step drags, my feet heavy against the ground, every footprint feeling like I'm leaving a piece of myself behind-like my soul is slipping away with each one. My senses dull, my energy drains, until all that's left is a hollow, aching emptiness. But hasn't it been this way for the past three years without him? "Have anyone made you feel like this? Wet like this?" I don't know if I'll survive this time-but I'm still asking for one more chance. "Just one... and I'll make everything right." But why do I have to beg for it? Why am I the only one fighting? Why is it always on me to fix what's broken? "Do me Jungkook, p-please." Love-so simple, yet impossibly complicated. No matter what he's done, no matter the hurt or the distance, I'm still in love with him. And I want to fight for us one last time. I need to see how it ends, even if it breaks me. Just one final try. "With all the pleasure. I will fuck you, only fuck you with everything I have Daisy." There's no point in hoping, is there? He isn't here. He isn't coming. So, there's no chance at a happy ending for me now... is there? The sun sinks lower, shadows stretching as night draws near. With a heavy heart, I force my feet forward, each step pulling me farther from the possibility of him-of us. I knew this from the start. I should have known better, should never have let myself fall for someone like Jungkook, someone who doesn't believe in love. All Rights Reserved ©2026 ©nrhkrs #wattys2019

I'm a man who has everything, I can buy anything I want, but my life is like a robot, I have to live under the pressure of my father, I must obey all his wishes People consider me as a great man I'm good looking also success at a young age but actually I'm a weak man, even my future has also been set by my father I can't do anything, I can only obey everything he wants I want to free, and take care of my own future, but I have no strength to fight my father My heart was like deathly hallow, I never find someone who loves me sincerely, many women come to me, begging me to accept her love, but I know, they all just want my wealth, they all just want my money

White and Black. Darkness and Light. Love and Hate. Two different worlds, one powerful love. ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ This story is for mature audience only. It contains violence, murder, sex, drugs, etc. Read at your own risk. All the rights go to the author, no part of this story is allowed to copy or be translated in another language.

"End is near yet so far away. How much pain do we have to suffer to experience happiness?" ____________________________________ Sequel to Only Strip For Me / Book II ____________________________________ ⚠️ MATURE CONTENT COMPLETED #294 Fanfiction 6-25-18 @98anonymous98

Newbie prostitute Mari, is left with a discouraging debt after her parent's passing. Her life is filled of threats and demand in assembling the great sum of money. She encounters a mysterious wealthy businessman as her client, causing her to break her nonsensical rules she promised to keep as an escort. No intimate kissing. No sex. Something about this man is peculiar, hiding his true disposition. His love and abuse question her. He's not normal. He's mentally unstable. ________________________________ "It was solely for money, but now it's different...there's something more to this. Passion." ___________________________________ ⚠️ mature content COMPLETED✔️ HIGHEST RANKING #76 (4-10-18) #9 KPOP #22 BTS #6 Sadness ©98Anonymous98 ⭐️ btsbpAwards 1st place

"We had the right love at a wrong time..." ©𝐉𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐄𝟏𝟕 No translations allowed. |*Contains mature and triggering content*| 18+

"I'm going to save you and bring you back where you belong. With me." A soulmate story with a little twist. COMPLETED: 2/8/19

"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

"It's kill or be killed, princess." BOOK 1 Ranked #1 in #jk Ranked #1 in #mafialeader Ranked #2 in #army Ranked #3 in #jeonjungkook [RE EDITED/WRITTEN] COVER BY @yoonienetflix <3