Completed | But currently being republishing + re-editing in progress | 𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 A Dark Romance of Betrayal and Destruction ❝I can do the worst things in this world just to keep you. Love doesn't mean letting someone go- it means seeing how far you'll go to hold on. My love is so fierce, I'd do anything to keep you... even if it means haunting you, breaking you, or locking you away.❞ ❝Your story with me may have begun with lies, manipulation and revenge... but it will end in twisted happiness, whether you wants it or not. You has no choice.❞ ~ 𝘫𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘫𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 ✦ 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝘁𝗲.... ❝I'd rather die than belong to a man like you. In every life where you exist, I'd choose death over love.❞ ❝Cage me. Break me. Ruin me. Do whatever you want.... but one thing is certain-you will never make me love you again. You can't fix what you've cruelly destroyed.❞ ~𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘦𝘳 ═════════════════════════════ Most tales that start with hate end in love... But have you heard of a heard of a story that begins with 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 and 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘂𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻?... This isn't a fairy tale. This is a dark, twisted saga of obsession and vengeance. She just wanted the hero of her story. Instead, she got stuck with the villain- "𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨

Elara never belonged in Jeon Mansions. At 23, she was soft and unseen-until Jeon Jungkook noticed her. The cold-blooded king of the mafia empire, he was incapable of love, but her innocence ignited a hunger he couldn't control. Without warning or permission, he claimed her, pulling her into a world of obsession and danger she could neither escape nor understand. She drew in a shaky breath, her back pressed to the cold wall as if it could save her. "Please... don't do this." His shadow fell over her, stealing what little light remained. His voice was a low, dark promise. "It's too late, little dove. You were mine the moment I saw you." Her eyes glistened with unshed tears, but defiance still burned in them. "You can't own me." He leaned in, close enough that she could feel the heat of him, the danger. "Watch me." Her fingers trembled as she tried to push him away, her voice raw. "What do you want from me?" His smile was slow, predatory, as if he were savoring the taste of her fear. "Everything." For a moment, silence stretched between them-heavy, suffocating. Then she spoke, her words a broken vow. "One day... I'll leave." He tilted his head, studying her as though she were something fragile he meant to break. "And I'll find you," he murmured, the words sealing her fate.

"Drive you insane" He gave her his heart. She just didn't take it, she ripped his chest open, slowly and painfully dug her claws making sure to enjoy each and every horrible scream that left his lips. She killed his heart. Now it was his time. He carved it in her brain whom she belonged to. The only difference was, he turned into a monster with a dead heart. "love, you named it?" His grip around her neck tightened. He watched, how slowly the life started slipping out of those eyes. "Love was what I showered you with and you laughed it out behind my back. Now I will show you." He moved closer, he felt her breath getting slower and her body losing it's strength. " the hell I prepared for you."

"𝐀 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫" he whispered into my skin, lips brushing the sensitive hollow "𝐀 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮." She was all lace and lullabie and he was furry carved in flesh. But when she touched him, even his demons held their breath. He wanted to ruin her softness. Instead, he ended up worshipping it. ⚠️ This story contains dark romance, mature themes, emotional trauma Enjoy little wolves.

-"Is that what you want?" she whispered. "To break me?" He leaned down, nose brushing hers. "No. I want you to crack-bit by bit. Until the only name you beg for is mine." She exhaled shakily. "You're a monster." "Maybe." His lips ghosted over her cheek. "But I'm your monster now." Her hands pushed against his chest-not to stop him, but to remind herself that she could. "You don't scare me." He smiled. "You should." -He leaned down slowly, lips brushing against hers-barely touching, not quite kissing. She didn't move. Didn't breathe. "Say my name," he whispered. "Jungkook," she breathed, and it came out like a confession. That was all it took.

𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐅𝐈𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ❝ 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒚 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔 ❞ ❝ 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒖𝒃𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏 𝒊𝒏𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ❞ -𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡? -𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢. 𝘼𝙣 𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙝 𝙘𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣| 𝟏𝟖+ 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 • • • • cover by - @hoeseokhaze on wattpad and @auroraxic on instagram

'𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘪𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦... 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘨𝘰. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸, 𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳.'

"Honey... now what did I say about disobeying me?" His voice was quiet, low and cold, slicing through the silence like a blade. She flinched before he even moved. Chains rattled above her as she struggled to back away. Her eyes, swollen and red, met his-not with defiance, but pure terror. He walked toward her slowly, savoring her panic. She looked so fragile. Breakable. Just the way he liked her. "P-Please..." she whispered. "I didn't mean to-" He silenced her with a finger to her lips. "Shh." Tilting her chin up, he forced her to meet his eyes. His touch was almost tender, but she knew better. Behind it hid a monster who toyed with his prey before breaking them. "You don't speak unless I allow it," he murmured. "And you don't beg-unless it's for me." A tear slid down her cheek. He wiped it away slowly, then smiled-darkly. "I could be kind," he said. "I could give you everything. But you'd rather test me. Run. Cry. Scream. Thinking someone will save you." He laughed softly. "No one's coming. You're mine now. Mine to hurt, own... destroy." She trembled, shrinking into the corner. And he adored it. Her fear. Her weakness. "You'll learn to love the pain, sweetheart," he whispered. "Because I'll teach you. Again and again... until all you know is my name on your lips, begging for mercy I'll never give." He stepped back, watching her sob-beautiful even in ruin. Untouched. Pure. A canvas he'd stain with obsession and darkness. And no matter how loud she screamed... No one would hear her. --- ⚠️ This story contains dark themes, emotional manipulation, and disturbing content. Read at your own risk.

He's got you pinned, hands rounding your struggling form as his piercing cold gaze continues to devour you whole. You don't hesitate to glare back. "I'll say this once, so you better get this into that little mind of yours." He growls, slowly leaning in. "You. Belong. To. Me." ~ Thank you so much for the cover ©️minjification ©️cuddlejun 💜 Aka ©️Taemeaway_km 💙 HR: 1# in Fanfiction HR: 2# in FanFiction - ⓜⓐⓙⓞⓡ ⓔⓓⓘⓣⓘⓝⓖ ⓘⓝ ⓟⓡⓞⓒⓔⓢⓢ.

"Shh, crying isn't going to help you. It's just going to make me hard, princess." What happens when suddenly one night you travel back in time, a dangerously cruel yet good-looking king tells you that you're his wife and that he loves you, but does he really do? Or there's more secrets to unfold? _____ PLEASE DON'T READ IF NON-CON TRIGGERS YOU, I WRITE ABOUT IT DOESN'T MEAN I SUPPORT IT!! [ WARNING - mature content, non-con explicit scenes, gore and death ] ©ComfortKook