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"You give me the kind of feelings people write novels about," Taehyung whispers, sealing the promise with a soft kiss on Jungkook's lips. In a world where love feels more like a curse than a blessing, Taehyung finds himself healing something he never broke-Jungkook. He mends Jungkook's shattered heart, his wounded soul, and every scar life has left behind. But in the process, Taehyung falls hopelessly in love with someone who seems destined to never be his. Jungkook, burdened by a dark secret, fears the day Taehyung discovers the truth. He worries that the adoration in Taehyung's eyes will fade, and he'll be left alone again, unloved and undesired. But what Jungkook doesn't realize is that Taehyung's love runs deeper than fate. And Taehyung is determined-no secret, no curse will stop him from making Jungkook his, forever. ꒱ ::: 𝐊𝐓𝐇: "I think we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. We are good people and we have suffered enough." 𝐉𝐉𝐊: "His voice. Please don't let me forget his voice.". ๋࣭⭑ ꒰ 𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐎 ꒱ :: 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒^᪲᪲᪲ ▪Top Taehyung / Bottom Jungkook ▪Obsession { Obsessed Tae } ▪Adult Content / Smut ▪Angst with a Happy Ending ▪Fluff ▪Separation ▪Friends to ex friends to lovers ▪Moral Au? ▪ Possessive Taehyung ▪Strong Language / Cursing ▪Loyalty ▪Non-Cheating ▪Read the prologue for more tags!

Their eyes locked in a menacing stare. The tension crackled in the air. The anger and animosity almost tangible. Ray closed the gap between himself and Sand.... The other stood his ground, unafraid and certainly not intimidated.... Ray grabbed a fistful of Sand's shirt," has anyone ever told you you're a bastard ?" ""You're not the first, Khun and you definitely won't be the last.... You're what I have as a late night snack, the kind I chew up and spit out ...." came Sand's rebuttal. Ray chuckled sinisterly....."you want a taste of me, you better make sure you can handle me." Sand yanked his shirt off and held it out to Ray, "if you like it so much you can keep it !" Ray's eyes were drawn to the muscled torso suddenly exposed, his mind taking in all the details, the bulging biceps, the smooth creamy skin, the perky nipples about to poke his eyes out, bloody hell Ray what are you thinking. This man is your enemy, remember that E.N.E.M.Y. dang he does look good shirtless.... Ray closed his eyes momentarily, knowing he wouldn't be able to resist much longer. Sand took a step closer to Ray.... With a gentle touch Sand lifted Rays chin just a little higher.... "You're mine Khun... Submit.... ( A Sand Ray adventure in a world where Only Friends never existed...) The hard-nosed journalist, resistant to change, believing in the tangibleness of the written word.... The eye of the photographer, creating a dream of perfection, a make believe reality through the lens of the camera...... The battlefield of wits, ingenuity and craft ..... Wielding emotions, feelings, perceptions..... The rumble begins.... 🌹📸📹🐈‍⬛🐈🌹 🤝A collaboration with @RashiG05✍️ 🐈‍⬛🐈🌹🐈‍⬛🐈🎈🐈‍⬛🐈⭐🐈‍⬛🐈🎈 No resemblance to any person living or not. No relation to their lives or life-story. Purely fictional characters. Based on no actual persons or experiences. No relation to First K. or Khaotung T. 🌹🤗 Comment,

I am Gina Travis, and this is my confession told through a series of letters dated in January 2020. I warn you that my story is brutal and will haunt you long after you finish, yet I feel compelled to tell it so no one else will repeat my mistakes. Five years ago, I found myself locked away-first in prison, then in a mental asylum-unable to convince anyone that what I witnessed and endured really happened. I'm certain memories of those events are clearer and more terrifying now than they were at the time, and I'm aware how easily a vivid imagination can distort reality. I insist I am sane, innocent, and not a killer, though I know some will doubt me. I want you to hear me out fully, without judgment, so you can understand what I endured and prevent it from harming someone else. My tale begins with a life of extreme privilege in New York City. I grew up around wealth, studied criminal justice at John Jay College, and became close with Cody Farrell. Together we chose a real, less-known unsolved case to study for a college assignment: the Stellar Heights Camp killings of 1980, near New York City. We aimed to delve into the crime up close, even planning to gather our own photographs from the site, in hopes that our work would attract attention from the FBI. This is my attempt to lay bare the nightmare I lived and the investigation I undertook with Cody, hoping that by telling the truth as I remember it, I can prevent it from ensnaring anyone else. If you read all my letters, perhaps you'll see the pattern of fear, survival, and culpability that led to my current confinement and the fragile line between truth and terror.

Retribution is the act of severe punishment for wrongdoing, often seen as deserved payback. In law, it's a theory where punishment aims to balance the scales of justice, not necessarily to reform the criminal, but to make them suffer the consequence of their actions. The Killer...... having planned, schemed , plotted his vengeance, followed First and Khaotung stealthily. They had no idea death was right behind them and oblivious to the punishment this grim reaper was ready to mete out.... "You will die by my hand for that which you stand accused of..." The Killer kept watching as they strode hand in hand, barefoot into the gentle waves of the ocean lapping about their feet.... "Your time is at hand you fiends...." First shivered, chills running down his spine...."What's wrong First?" "I can't put my finger on it, but something is not quite right here..." "It's probably just your imagination. Fir today.... just be my boyfriend.... Not my bodyguard." Khao pulled First closer for a quick kiss, still unaware of the danger lurking right behind them..... ✨⏳🏴‍☠️✨ 🤝 collaboration with @RashiG05✍️ 🐈‍⬛🐈🌹🐈‍⬛🐈⏳🐈‍⬛🐈⭐🐈‍⬛🐈⏳ No resemblance to any person living or not. No relation to their lives or life-story. Purely fictional characters. Based on no actual persons or experiences. No relation to First K. or Khaotung T. 🌹🤗 Please comment, like 👍and Follow 🙏

______A SHORT STORY_______ What started from mere admiration turns into devotion Discover the story of sacrifices and love. When friendship results trauma and fear What are you willing to do for love? What are you willing to sacrifice for the person you love? because for Marx? He'll do anything even if it is going to be the death of him

HYDRA has cooked up it's latest experiment. Something dangerous as usual, but this time, they've made it a little wild. Cover designed by Sav (@ItsTotallyNotSav)

A Romantic-Thriller | Suitable for: 16+ This story begins where another ends-with a death. Love doesn't bloom here in innocence; it ignites in the ashes of loss. Virat Singh Bedi, Ritu Singhania, and Heer Singhania are caught in a web of fate so twisted, it refuses to be unraveled. Virat and Ritu were in love, on the brink of becoming one-until tragedy struck. On the night of their engagement, Ritu is ruthlessly murdered. Her killer remains a ghost, but Virat-fierce in love, relentless in revenge-sets his soul ablaze to uncover the truth. In his hunt for vengeance, Virat storms into Heer's life-Ritu's sister-and she becomes collateral in a war she never chose. Their marriage is forced, stitched together by grief and secrets. Yet somehow, love finds a way to creep in. But fate is a cruel mistress-it never lets lovers rest. Not all players are visible. Some puppeteers remain in the shadows, twisting the game moment by moment. In this world of shifting loyalties and deadly truths, the price of love is blood-and survival is never promised. So step into this murderous season of love-where hearts collide, secrets kill, and only the dead stay loyal.

What is the worst thing one could ever do? The most morally deranged? Murder? Torture? But is it really wrong if I'm only hurting those who hurt others? One life for ten... That's the work of a hero, right? Even if it's not it will be soon enough. Kuraiyami Rumiria and Monalisa LaRosa, two best friends, navigate their lives as respectable high school students, family members and polite civilians as they work for the government in the shadows and get rid of what they believe as the scum of the world. __________________________ This is the third time I am rewriting this story so I hope it'll be the best version of it.

(Pinterest link for title cover: https://pin.it/3mtJv4yEp) Hello, Dear Reader. Welcome, to my bloodstained story. Should you wish to continue, I must warn you there lies trickery, drama, mysteries and murder beyond this point. A lot of it. If this is, as they say, your cup of tea, by all means, come on in. I have enough room for two, but I would advise turning away while you still can. This does not, how you say, end in a 'happily ever after'. For most of my family, anyway. For me? You'll just have to wait and see. And keep this in mind, Dear Reader: What you read is not always what you should believe. Ready?

Apocalyptic stuff was always your thing. Movies, books, shows about viruses breaking out and destroying mankind leaving only a group of people to fend for themselves. This was something you enjoyed. But when fiction becomes reality...what is the right way to act? fem!reader x yanderes A/N: Many things will be different from the show because my memory is bad and because I'd like to change it up a bit so don't expect the dialogues or situations to be like they are in the Kdrama

Lyria was supposed to live in the shadows. Selby was supposed to be a killer prince. They were never meant to meet, but fate had other plans. Otherworldly plans... His ears pricked up, the night turning to day beneath his quiet gaze. He padded through the hallways on his four paws to where the voices called him. This is what he had been waiting for. This is when the fun begins.

After the events of the 201st Survival Games, the myserious creator of the Games sent a letter to the Gamermakers for them to announce. A christmas special of the Survival Games. 50 tributes, from 50 districts, 25 males, 25 females. And at the 202nd Survival Games... there will be 150 tributes. A fun way to spead the holiday cheer in the City. 🎅 First Wattpad only book, new chapters coming out shortly.

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A call in the dead of night sends Brooke to her best friend's apartment. Upon finding her, they realize they are trapped in an apartment with a relentless killer. They must navigate the shadows, their hearts pounding, knowing it's kill or be killed.

A strange forest is located at the end of nowhere that has never been seen on the map. Once you enter, there is no guarantee that you will be able to get out. Many people have tried to enter this forest but all those who entered it have never been found. Others were found outside the forest without heads, hands, feet and others were missing their organs. Since then, they have not tried to enter and it has been closed. Date started: August 24 2025 Date Finished:

The world is left in ruins after an unforeseen virus casts its unforgiving shadow over the life Saige once knew. When the dead start to rise, who will end up on top? The living? Or the ravenous Walkers? In trenches of mayhem, the hordes of flesh eating zombies challenge Saige and other existing survivors in ways they never anticipated. Some of those ways will change them forever. Nations disintegrating, rival groups battling for territory and supplies, inevitable loss, and total destruction of our once auspicious existence will drive some people to their emotional breaking point, some to their mental breaking point... Some to an early grave. In the midst of all of the chaos, who can Saige trust during her violent struggle for survival? Some survivors are worse than the dead. Only the strongest and most cunning will thrive during this unfortunate plummet into the pits of darkness. The human race is going out fast in a downward spiral, and all Saige and fellow survivors can do is sit back and do their best to survive. As their numbers rapidly dwindle, can the world be exhumed? Or is it forever lost to the cold lifeless clutches of the walking dead? Enjoy my Z Nation / The Walking Dead crossover Fanfiction! 😁 🙌🏻 I do not own any of the characters from the original shows, only the ones I've created and made up myself. I own no rights to either show, only my own original ideas thrown into the mix. This is just a fun little Fanfiction! 🙌🏻 🔒WARNING🔒 ❗️Please be advised that this story contains mature themes and strong language❗️ Copyright © 2017 by Lori Sweet a.k.a LadyTopGear

You And Kaede Fight For Shuichi Who will he like the most or WORSE pick! Hello I'm Jay or Jada I personally prefer Jay but hey that's just me I will call you all babes a lot if you don't like it's suggest more names if you like this story babes bye thank you for clicking this short and SMALL story. Haha need out!🤓👍🏾

Nikka was once a ghost in the underworld-a ruthless assassin trained by Nigerian mafia lord Dairu. But a failed mission led to years of exile, forcing her into an unfamiliar life as a mother and wife. Just when she thought she had escaped her bloody past, a single leaked video rips her world apart. Her husband is slaughtered. Her children are taken. And the message is clear: she was never meant to be free. Now, the past she buried has come calling, and Nikka answers with blood. With her stepson and a trusted ally by her side, she hunts the men who shattered her world, determined to take her revenge one corpse at a time. But at the high table of crime, power is a game of deception, and Dairu still holds the cards. In a world where loyalty is a weapon and betrayal comes at a price, Nikka must decide-will she fight for justice, or will she become the monster they always feared? Kill Nikka - A tale of vengeance, betrayal, and redemption.

Nine friends. One killer. In college, they called themselves "The Walong Walang Choice" - a joke born from being stuck in a group project no one wanted. But after graduation, life pulled them in different directions. Fast forward to now: an exclusive beach reunion in a private island in Batangas. What's supposed to be a chill barkada getaway turns into a deadly game of trust, secrets, and survival. One by one, they're getting picked off. But the killer? Isa lang sa kanila. Sino ang huling matitira? Sino ang Walong Wala?og Murder Mystery