Story cover for Caged Obsession | Junhao by Sch3olrries
Caged Obsession | Junhao
  • WpView
    LECTURES 1,753
  • WpVote
    Votes 84
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 7
  • WpHistory
    Durée 1h 21m
  • WpView
    LECTURES 1,753
  • WpVote
    Votes 84
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 7
  • WpHistory
    Durée 1h 21m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement févr. 13, 2025
Book #2

They said cages were made to keep things safe.

Who the fuck are they kidding?

Minghao knew better.

His cage wasn't steel bars or some locked door. It was him. Wen Jun fucking hui.of bruising hands and possessive whispers. It was the kind of shit that got under his skin and stayed there, rotting his insides until there was nothing left but need. And that need? It was all because of him. Wen Junhui wasn't just a captor. He was a fucking disease. A sickness that slithered into Minghao's thoughts, his skin, his breath. Every damn part of him.

And ohh god, he fucking hated him for it.

He hated the way Jun's presence didn't just fill the space around him,
it owned it. Like it was his air to breathe, his fucking atmosphere. Every time Jun touched him, it was like his skin was on fire. Every time Jun whispered that voice of his in his ear, Minghao's body fucking melted. Hated how his body reacted, hated how his pulse skipped, hated how his stomach flipped,Hated how his inside twisted. even when he wanted to shove him off.

When Jun whispered in his ear, Minghao's body betrayed him. He wanted to scream, to push him away, but instead, he went still. Because it felt too fucking good.

"You can scream, fight, do whatever the hell you want," Jun had said to him once, voice low, almost tender as his hands held Minghao against him like he had all the right to. "In the end, you'll still be in my bed. Under me. Begging for everything you swore you'd never want."

Minghao had spit on his face. Had cursed him, told him he was a monster. But Jun? He just smirked. Like he knew something Minghao didn't. 

And maybe he did.

Because no matter how hard Minghao fought, no matter how many times he tried to escape, he was still here. Still trapped. And that truth, that fucking reality, made him want to tear his own skin off.

Escape? Nah. Not a chance.

Jun never lost what was his.

And Minghao?

He was already fucking owned
Tous Droits Réservés
Inscrivez-vous pour ajouter Caged Obsession | Junhao à votre bibliothèque et recevoir les mises à jour
ou
#750xuminghao
Directives de Contenu
Vous aimerez aussi
Twisted Bonds ll Gyuboo, écrit par kooksprettae
17 chapitres En cours d'écriture Contenu pour adultes
In a world ruled by power, money, and blood, attachments weren't a choice-they were a weakness. And love? That was nothing short of poison. Kim Mingyu was not a man to be loved. He was the unseen devil, the ruthless leader of Elysian, feared by governments, law enforcement, and the underworld alike. No one had ever seen his face, yet the mere whisper of 'devil' sent shivers down spines. He had everything under control. No emotions. No attachments. No weaknesses. Until Boo Seungkwan. A reckless, spoiled heir who shouldn't have mattered. Who should've been just another mission. But somehow, he became Mingyu's everything. And now he belonged to Mingyu---didn't matter if the brat realized it or not. --- Boo Seungkwan was the epitome of Sass. He was loud, reckless and completely spoiled. He was adored by many and feared by those who couldn't handle him. As the only heir to his father's billion-dollar empire, he had everything-except freedom. And bodyguards? He hated them. Every single one eventually quit---or he made them. So when Kim Mingyu was assigned as his personal bodyguard, Seungkwan swore to make his life a living hell. Too bad Mingyu didn't break. He didn't react, didn't flinch-and that only made Seungkwan push harder. But what started as a game became something much more dangerous. Because Seungkwan fell. Too deep. And the worst part? He had no idea who Mingyu really was. In Mingyu's sphere, where love is a weakness and trust is a death sentence, Seungkwan is about to learn that some bonds can never be broken, no matter how twisted they become. Because some connections can't be severed. Some hearts can't be ignored. And some bonds? They're twisted beyond repair. ~TWISTED BONDS ~
If Hearts Could Speak, écrit par Darklovewrites
17 chapitres Terminé Contenu pour adultes
Try out my another book as well "Mafia's dark desire" ***WARNING*** CONTAINS STRONG MATURE CONTENT AHEAD 🔞 Two completely drenched bodies were burning with unavoidable desires right inside the small hut which was present inside the dark forest. The only source of light was the lamp which was litted by him and was hanging on the wall giving them enough light to see eachother's face very clearly. Rain was pouring down harshly along with the thunderbolts but inside these two people have no idea what's going on outside of the hut. "Reina..." He whispered and leaned more closer to her face while she was panting heavily. He had completely caged her in between the wall and himself not leaving even an inch between them and was brushing his lips against her very lightly but occasionally. His falling damp hairs on his deep intese eyes were just making him more droolworthy and it's almost getting impossible for her not to gave into his inviting charms. "V..." She breathed out... "Shhhh..." He hushed her holding her neck with his one hand busy in tracing her jaws and lips in the process. She again took a very deep breath. But she remained froze at her place the moment she heard his next words, "I LOVE YOU!" *** He is the devil in disguise and is the most powerful mafia of the entire underworld and the infamous business man who is also the youngest and richest man of the whole world just at the age of twenty four who has lost his only heart to the only girl he has been ever admired secretly and hated openly. He is like the moonlight in the darkness which surrounds her heart. They are completely different from each other like hell and heaven but still attracted to each other like magnets. Can their love overcome all the barriers? Can their love conquer over the hate? Can they proof that the emotion that called 'love' still exists? To know all the answers let's read the story which is full of suspense, heartbreaks, jealousy, hate and at last the love.
The Designer's Claim ~ JIKOOK [Hold On], écrit par chxrry_chimmy
14 chapitres En cours d'écriture
Jungkook's fingers lingered on Jimin's wrist, his touch a velvet vice as he pulled him closer in the dimly lit studio, eyes dark with unyielding hunger. "You think you can sketch without me noticing every stroke, every secret line?" he murmured, voice low and laced with possession. Jimin swallowed, his breath catching. "Jungkook, I... I was just working," he whispered, but Jungkook's smile sharpened. "No, little bird-you create for me, breathe for me; everything you are is mine to claim." 𝗝𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗸𝗼𝗼𝗸, a brilliant designer and ruthless mafia heir, is consumed by an obsessive, psycho fixation on 𝗣𝗮𝗿𝗸 𝗝𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻, a talented NIFT student. Jungkook orchestrates Jimin's life, isolating him through stalking, subtle threats disguised as opportunities, and leveraging his mafia network to control every aspect, even integrating illicit dealings into their fashion world. This creates a terrifying intimacy where Jungkook's love is indistinguishable from his absolute ownership, leaving Jimin both adored and utterly captive _____________________ This story is a work of fiction inspired by fanfiction tropes and original character dynamics. It explores dark themes including obsession, psychological manipulation, power imbalances, and organized crime, which may be triggering or disturbing for some readers. All characters and events are fictional; any resemblance to real persons or situations is coincidental. Reader discretion is advised-intended for mature audiences only. No endorsement of harmful behaviors is implied; if you or someone you know is experiencing real-life abuse or coercion, seek help from trusted resources like hotlines or professionals. Image credit to its rightful owner. Not my own work.
Until You Beg | Jeon Jungkook X Reader, écrit par jungguk_san
25 chapitres En cours d'écriture Contenu pour adultes
They warned you about men like him. The kind that didn't knock, they kicked the door down. The kind whose name was whispered in alleyways and feared even behind closed doors. A man whose presence silenced rooms and whose gaze could leave bruises. Jeon Jungkook wasn't just powerful, he was power and he didn't chase, he commanded. He didn't ask, he took. And the city? It belonged to him long before you ever crossed his path. You had no business being in his world. But fate never cared for logic, it cared for impact, and the night you looked him in the eye and said "No", you set a monster on fire. He tried the easy way with money, with charm and presence. But you, with your defiant stare and soft, stubborn lips, weren't like the women who moaned his name behind closed doors and forgot it by morning, you resisted him. And that? That was your first mistake. He didn't fall in love, yet, of course. He fell into obsession, and obsession is never gentle. So he gave you a choice: marry him... or your family disappears from the face of the earth. You thought he was bluffing, until the locks clicked and your world shrank into the walls of his mansion, silk sheets and steel doors, until his name replaced yours in every corner of your life. But here's the thing about Jungkook. He never lied to you, he told you he wouldn't hurt you, and he didn't. He just owned you entirely. Heart, soul, body-claimed, caged, worshipped. You were the fire he could never hold without getting burned, but he held you anyway. Because monsters don't let go of what they love, they protect it and cage it. And when the world tries to take it away... They burn it all down.
𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 | [𝟏𝟖+], écrit par authorashikaa
36 chapitres En cours d'écriture Contenu pour adultes
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓. Book 2 in "Dark Fate" series. "Obsession is like a wildfire, consuming everything in its path even friendships and boundaries." • ✧ • Vivaan Grover is my boyfriend. He still is. But sometimes love doesn't feel like love anymore. It used to be simple - him and me against the world. Until the world turned into shadows and silence. Until the messages began, the gifts I never asked for, the voice that never spoke but somehow followed me everywhere. My stalker didn't just watch me... he haunted me. And when that wasn't enough, he made me choose - him or Vivaan. He never laid a finger on me. He didn't need to. Fear does its job when it's patient. I broke the heart I swore I'd never touch. And the moment I did, the stalker disappeared... like he was never there at all. And somehow, Vivaan and I found our way back to each other. But everything had changed. He held me, but his arms no longer felt like home. Не kissed me, but there was distance in every touch, a silence between our bodies that no words could fill. He was with me... but he wasn't with me. And just when I thought I'd finally breathe again, Kian Albrecht walked into my life. My brother's best friend. His presence is like smoke and fire, impossible to ignore, dangerous to inhale. He doesn't ask. He claims. He doesn't knock. He breaks through. And when his eyes fall on me, I feel it deep in my bones - I'm not safe, not from him... not from what he awakens in me. Now, I'm unraveling. My stalker is watching again. Vivaan is slipping away. And Kian-he's not a savior. He's a storm dressed in obsession, and somehow, I'm standing in the center of it, unable to move, unable to run. This isn't a love story. This is a warning. And I think I'm already too late to save myself.
HEARTS ADRIFT [✓], écrit par moonjunlight
33 chapitres Terminé Contenu pour adultes
Wen Junhui has lived in Korea for over a decade, first as a student, now as a quiet, reliable employee at a tech firm. Life is steady, if a little unremarkable. Xu Minghao, his bright, artistic, slightly chaotic co-worker, arrived in Seoul two years ago chasing his creative ambitions. Now, with his visa about to expire and no clear path forward, Minghao finds himself untethered, unsure where to land next. A chance discovery of an apartment advertisement offering heavy discounts for married couples presents an unexpected solution. Jun jokes about how ridiculous it is, until Minghao confesses his visa troubles. In a moment of quiet understanding, they realize their separate problems might be solved by the same plan. They agree to a fake marriage, Minghao gets his residency, Jun gets his dream apartment at a lower price, and they split the costs. It's meant to be a practical, business-like arrangement. No feelings, no complications. But the more time they spend together navigating immigration interviews, decorating their shared home, and answering curious questions from nosy co-workers, the blurrier the lines between pretending and feeling become. Little routines turn into quiet comforts. Shared spaces become safe places. And hearts that were once adrift begin to find steady ground, in each other. In a city full of temporary stays and uncertain futures, sometimes it's the things you never planned for that feel most like home.
Vous aimerez aussi
Slide 1 of 10
His Caged Lust [J.jk] cover
THE PRINCE AND HIS KNIGHT cover
His Obsessive Revenge || BTS ✔️  cover
Twisted Bonds ll Gyuboo cover
If Hearts Could Speak cover
The Designer's Claim ~ JIKOOK [Hold On] cover
𝙃𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙎 𝙄𝙉 𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙄𝙉𝙎 || 𝙅𝙅𝙆 cover
Until You Beg | Jeon Jungkook X Reader cover
𝐀 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 | [𝟏𝟖+] cover
HEARTS ADRIFT [✓] cover

His Caged Lust [J.jk]

36 chapitres En cours d'écriture Contenu pour adultes

"Do you think you can escape the devil? " A loud scream was heard after the person shot the knees of the man who was tied to a chair. "Stop staring at me" yn said . "What if I say, I don't want to". "Such a shameless person"..... " I was never a saint baby, neither will I be" "I said lift up your thighs....I will not repeat" "No, I-I please- I am sorry".... After running for straight 15mins , my lungs started contracting, suddenly I am unable to breathe and my legs trembling with such force that it's impossible to run anymore. my hands?...can't move it!..... my legs?.....tied!..... me?.......trapped!....... I feel something cool and metal against my inner thighs making me realize the unmistakable touch of a knife. He slowly drags the blade up my thigh, the sharp edge sending shivers through my body. I feel, I know, I am aware that am trapped by him. "Little Foxy," he says again, softer now, but there's a bite beneath it, a warning. "You shouldn't have run." What will happen when you cross your path with the most unhinged person you ever met in your life? Will you be able to escape the devil's cage? ...... read if you wanna know your future 😉 🏅 : #1 [jungguk]