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SILVARENNE [JJK • 18+]
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Última publicación mar, sep 8, 2026
DUKE JEON OF SILVERMERE
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The mattress dips beneath his weight.
Rieun lies beneath him, white lace spilling across dark sheets, her breath shallow, fragile as if even the air might betray her.
He hovers above her, bare chest rising and falling, close enough to consume, yet distant enough to unsettle. One hand braces beside her head, caging her in. The other lingers at her waist, not gentle, not cruel-simply there.
Claiming space. Claiming her.
He lowers himself slowly, deliberately, until his lips ghost the curve of her neck.
Her pulse flutters wildly beneath his mouth.
But it is not desire that trembles through her.
It is restraint.
It reaches him a second too late-the sound. Soft. Broken. Almost swallowed whole.
"Please..."
Barely a whisper.
"Don't... I can't-"
His jaw tightens.
His grip at her wrist firms-not harsh, not kind-just enough to still her, as if silencing not her voice, but the truth behind it.
"Shhh..." he murmurs, low and unyielding.
"Endure it."
That is all the Duke of Silvermere offers his bride.
No comfort. No patience. No mercy.
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Jeon Jungkook is a man feared for his temper and known for his control-a man who craves intensity, not tenderness.
And then there is her.
Rieun-his accidental duchess.
A girl untouched not just in body, but bound by a fear she cannot escape.
Where he desires, she trembles.
Where he reaches, she trembles.
He was never meant to be gentle.
She was never meant to endure him.
Yet bound by a marriage neither of them chose, they are forced into a world where silence replaces touch, and distance cuts deeper than any closeness.
And somewhere between desire and dread,
They begin to unravel.
A marriage of convenience.
A war of desire and fear.
And a love that may ruin them both.
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ENSNARED. ||J.Jk||
To the rest of the world, Jeon Jungkook is untouchable. The cold, arrogant billionaire heir to the Jeon empire returned from his overseas exile sharper, more ruthless, and entirely unbothered by the legions of elite girls fighting for his attention. He is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants it. To Y/N, he is a ghost from a childhood she is desperate to forget. As the daughter of the estate's personal driver, her life is dictated by strict, invisible boundaries. She is meant to be part of the architecture-invisible, quiet, and obedient in her simple servant's uniform. Their worlds are never supposed to collide. But when a casual glance at a crowded dinner table brings back a flood of buried childhood memories, Jungkook's detached boredom twists into something dark, sharp, and intensely possessive. ________ Four years ago, he was the spoiled heir who broke her pencils. Now, he's a dangerous stranger who controls her entire world. ~~~ Y/N: "Please... someone will walk in. Your mother, your friends-if anyone sees us like this, I'll lose everything." Jungkook: "Let them look." His hand slid up her waist, his thumb tracing a slow, burning line against her skin as he leaned down, his breath brushing her lips. "Let them see exactly who you belong to." ____Concluida
From Hell To Home
"You were mine. And I snatched you back from the world that forgot us." She was the daughter of a crime journalist - brave, untamed, and full of fire. He was the Black Dragons' king - feared, worshipped, and merciless. And one day, he placed a gun to her temple... And made her his bride. Now, Shin Yn is trapped in a mansion that breathes silence, watched by eyes that know too much. Doors she's forbidden to open. Truths she's not meant to remember. But behind the madness is a boy she once knew. A boy who loved butterflies, and the sound of her voice. A boy who lost her in fire and blood. And grew into a monster who would burn the world to find her again. There are memories buried in ash. Promises carved into childhood. And a love so twisted - it was never meant to survive the flames. Until now. From the creator of obsession and ruin comes a story where love doesn't rescue... it reclaims. "She was the light he lost in flames... and the darkness he embraced to bring her home."
Apocalyptic - JJK
"Easy there, darling, don't strain that pretty little head," a voice, smooth as silk, sliced through my panicked thoughts. I whirled around, and there he was. Instinctively, I scrambled back, each step he took forward sending terror through me. His eyes, held a knowing glint, and the smirk playing on his lips was a cruel, infuriating taunt. "What are you doing here?" The question was weak, a pathetic attempt at defiance when my mind was screaming a thousand others. "Just checking on you, baby," he purred, his voice dripping with false concern. "You did black out last night, after I had you for dessert." Had me for dessert? "What?!" I shrieked, stumbling back. He hummed, a low, predatory sound. "Don't remember? Shame. We could always recreate the experience." Each word was a calculated blow to my sanity. . . . . . . Eunha was an aspiring doctor, living a quiet, structured life with nothing but routines, one loyal friend, and her grandmother, the only family she had left. Romance was a distant notion, limited to a harmless schoolgirl crush on her senior... a crush she abandoned the moment she sensed the danger behind his charm. What she didn't know was that she had caught his attention too. And unlike her, he never let go. From the shadows of her life, he watched. Waiting. Carefully weaving a web around her, thread by thread, until escape would no longer be an option. . . . . A woman who had bled every last drop of life from her soul, and a man who couldn't get enough of the wreck she'd become. What could possibly get worse? Everything. Every single thing. Jungkook x Eunha (or reader)
BRUISED ROSES 🥀
A game of SIN, MADNESS and MANIPULATION "You think you can leave, my angel? You became mine the second you stepped into my territory-and I'll burn the world before I let you forget that." ""I despise you, true love isn't for monsters like you, Jeon Jungkook"
CALL ME YOUR BELOVED || JJK || BTS
Jungkook's grip tightened around Y/n's wrist, preventing her from leaving. His eyes bore into hers with a mixture of desperation and determination. "You're not going anywhere, Y/n," he stated firmly, his voice tinged with a hint of pleading. Y/n met his gaze, her eyes reflecting a storm of emotions - tears mingling with anger, confusion, and hurt. She jerked her wrist, attempting to free herself from his grasp, but his hold remained steadfast. "Why?" she demanded, her voice wavering with raw emotion. "Why should I stay? You married me just for your revenge. You don't love me. Why would I stay in this sham of a marriage?" Jungkook's expression softened momentarily, a flicker of pain crossing his features before his resolve hardened once more. "Because I love you, damn it," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper yet filled with intensity. _________ JJK FANFICTION
Million won mercy
"The world sees a monster. The baby sees a father. But what will she see?" In the neon-lit heart of Seoul, Jeon Jungkook is a name whispered with equal parts reverence and terror. He is the dual-faced king of the city-a ruthless CEO by day and a cold-blooded Mafia legend by night. He lives by two rules: never leave your signature weapon behind, and never show a crack in the armor. His heart is a frozen fortress, reinforced by the tragic loss of his brother and the weight of a secret daughter, Jihyo, who calls him 'Appa' while the rest of the world trembles at his feet. Enter Lee Y/N, a girl whose life is a quiet battle against the cruelty of a stepmother's greed and the crushing weight of childhood trauma. Brilliant, soft-hearted, and terrified of the dark, Y/N's only goal is to make her loving father proud. When her college senior hand-picks her to be the successor to the "most dangerous desk in Korea"-the Secretary to Jeon Jungkook-she thinks she's prepared for the workload. She isn't prepared for the man. The office is a place of cold glass and sharp suits until a nine-month-old miracle arrives, screaming for a comfort that even the Mafia King cannot provide. One look at Y/N, and the baby's tears turn to giggles. One touch, and the "Ice King's" world shifts on its axis. When Jungkook presents Y/N with a life-altering contract-demanding she move into his fortress-like mansion to care for Jihyo-the stakes become lethal. Driven by her stepmother's insatiable greed and her own blooming affection for the motherless child, Y/N enters a world where shadows hide more than just spiders, and the man she works for is the most dangerous shadow of all. But in a house filled with secrets, how long can she stay "just the secretary"? And when the darkness she fears finally closes in, will the man with the silver gun be her captor, or her protector?Concluida![Y/N: Inked in Hate [Jungkook x Reader]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/409131179-256-k887138.jpg)
Y/N: Inked in Hate [Jungkook x Reader]
"I'll paint you with my blood. Every inch of your skin, red and marked" He burned her world to the ground just to see if she would rise from the ashes. Now, the smoke is starting to choke them both. What started as a calculated game of vengeance has spiraled into a toxic lifeline. He thought he was the architect of her misery, the one who broke her spirit and reshaped it in his image. She became a beautiful, jagged mess-a masterpiece of his own making-fueled by the same hatred that kept him alive. But the cage he built for her is no longer his. New players have entered the arena, and the game has evolved into a war he never prepared for. When the hunter becomes the protector, the lines between obsession and survival blur. In a world where hate is the only currency, keeping her caged is no longer an act of power-it's a death sentence. Happy reading ahead 🍓🍀
Royal curse || JJK x Reader
"𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒚," 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘦𝘧𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘳, "𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑫𝒆𝒇𝒚 𝒎𝒆... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒄𝒖𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆, 𝑵𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒂-" 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘨𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘮𝘦 , 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘱 , 𝘶𝘯𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 , 𝘪𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘺. " -𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒚 , 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆. 𝑰𝒏 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔, 𝒊𝒏 𝒇𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒉 𝒐𝒓 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍." "𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬." 𝐉𝐉𝐊 𝐱 𝐍𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐀♡︎ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 18𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐲...🤍✨
Dirt & Gold. •JJK•
Jeon Jungkook, a reckless and incredibly spoiled billionaire playboy from Seoul, gets banished to a quiet countryside village by his father after a massive scandal. Expecting nothing but absolute boredom, his entire world completely shifts when he meets YN. YN is a cute, innocent, and deeply pure-hearted village girl. Because of her incredibly strict, old-minded parents and their rigid, traditional standards, she was never allowed to study or go to school. Yet, hidden beneath her naive nature, she harbors big, beautiful dreams that she feels trapped from ever achieving. Jungkook is used to materialistic, highly educated city girls, but YN's raw, unguarded innocence completely catches him off guard. He starts getting deeply attached to her, finding himself fascinated by her pure spirit. For the first time in his life, the arrogant playboy drops his mask, becoming fiercely protective of her and falling genuinely in love. ....................... ★HIT THE READ BUTTON★
THE ARCHITECTURE OF SHADOWS (ASH)||JJK
He kept the ashes of their love just to feel the burn. (Your skin remembers my touch better than your mind remembers your lies.) (I want you to look at me while I ruin you. I want to be the last thing you see before your pride dies.) "Open your damn eyes, Ember," he rasped, the command vibrating through the sliver of space between their lips. He wanted more than her body; he wanted the surrender of her soul. "I want to see. I want to look into your eyes and see if I still give you pleasure-if I satisfy those needs of yours properly, or if you've forgotten the taste of me entirely." "I spent five years building a cage for the only person who was actually standing in the line of fire for me." Jungkook wants to ruin her. He wants to see her break the way he did. He wants to use his power to show her that he is no longer the boy she abandoned. But as they collide in a storm of hatred and suppressed desire, the line between revenge and obsession begins to blur. He wants her to pay for every second of his agony. He wants her stripped of her secrets and her dignity. In the architecture of their love, every brick is a lie, and every shadow has a price. "I've spent a thousand nights hating you, and ten thousand more wishing I didn't."
To the rest of the world, Jeon Jungkook is untouchable. The cold, arrogant billionaire heir to the Jeon empire returned from his overseas exile sharper, more ruthless, and entirely unbothered by the legions of elite girls fighting for his attention. He is used to getting whatever he wants, whenever he wants it. To Y/N, he is a ghost from a childhood she is desperate to forget. As the daughter of the estate's personal driver, her life is dictated by strict, invisible boundaries. She is meant to be part of the architecture-invisible, quiet, and obedient in her simple servant's uniform. Their worlds are never supposed to collide. But when a casual glance at a crowded dinner table brings back a flood of buried childhood memories, Jungkook's detached boredom twists into something dark, sharp, and intensely possessive. ________ Four years ago, he was the spoiled heir who broke her pencils. Now, he's a dangerous stranger who controls her entire world. ~~~ Y/N: "Please... someone will walk in. Your mother, your friends-if anyone sees us like this, I'll lose everything." Jungkook: "Let them look." His hand slid up her waist, his thumb tracing a slow, burning line against her skin as he leaned down, his breath brushing her lips. "Let them see exactly who you belong to." ____
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