Oh Death (A BTS Fanfic)BOOK 1

Oh Death (A BTS Fanfic)BOOK 1

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 29, 2019
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Fanfic
BTS
AU. Story is complete, will be uploaded one chapter at a time. Feel free to let me know what you think! ~Suga is a powerful and complex man. Suga is the master and the other boys belong to him, each there for different reasons...Reasons that Jimin never could have guessed. Jimin must find his place in his new home, but, between all the near death experiences and his now extremely chaotic love life, that's easier said than done. Throw in Azrael, death itself(?), and Jimin feels like he's going to hell in a hand basket.~ Read to find out more! (There's not really a set age line, but in this story Jimin is the youngest.) WARNING 1- Contains A LOT of smut. YoonMin smut, VMin smut, MinJoon/Nammin smut, even a bit of JiKook smut. WARNING 2-Deals with suicide attempt and rape. IF BOYXBOY ISN'T FOR YOU, I SUGGEST SKIPPING THIS ONE.
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