Jeon Jungkook was not like the other students at the university. He was more than just a regular scholarship kid, like most of the crowd. He had something else-something that would quickly draw the attention of everyone who came near him. He was a member of a powerful criminal organization operating in the area, the notorious Red Mafioso. As a result, Jungkook was aware of the seriousness of his lifestyle. He rarely smiled, rarely made friends and kept to himself. He was someone people were afraid of, not just because of his membership in the mafia, but because of his aloof and mysterious nature. At school, he paid no attention to all the gossip and rumors about him. He didn't let it calm him down even a bit, which made some people think that he was too arrogant. He hardly ever asked anyone out or even tried to form relationships with people.
Jeon Jungkook was not like the other students at the university. He was more than just a regular scholarship kid, like most of the crowd. He had something else-something that would quickly draw the attention of everyone who came near him. He was a member of a powerful criminal organization operating in the area, the notorious Red Mafioso.
As a result, Jungkook was aware of the seriousness of his lifestyle. He rarely smiled, rarely made friends and kept to himself. He was someone people were afraid of, not just because of his membership in the mafia, but because of his aloof and mysterious nature.
At school, he paid no attention to all the gossip and rumors about him. He didn't let it calm him down even a bit, which made some people think that he was too arrogant. He hardly ever asked anyone out or even tried to form relationships with people.
But when Kim Mira walked into his life, something changed. It was obvious that Jungkook felt something for the beautiful college girl, something that could not be ignored. He had never felt anything like this before and it scared him. He had to make a decision: tell her the truth about his past or keep his secrets hidden deep inside.
Kim Mira was a bright and ambitious college girl, always striving for success in her studies. She had heard the rumors about Jeon Jungkook, the enigmatic outsider with a dangerous reputation, but she couldn't help but be drawn to him. There was something about his brooding presence that intrigued her, and she wanted to uncover the mystery behind his guarded exterior.
One day, as Mira was leaving the library, she noticed Jungkook standing alone by the entrance. His intense gaze met hers, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. She felt a magnetic pull towards him, as if their souls were connected in some inexplicable way.
Curiosity got the better of her, and Mira approached Jungkook cautiously. "Hi," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm Kim Mira. I've seen you around campus. Mind if I join you?"
Jungkook's eyes softened, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. He nodded silently, and they walked together in silence, the weight of their unspoken words hanging in the air.
Days turned into weeks, and Mira and Jungkook spent more time together. They would meet in secret, away from prying eyes, and share stolen moments of laughter and vulnerability.
Mira was captivated by Jungkook's hidden depths, and she longed to unravel the layers of his mysterious past.
One evening, as they sat on a secluded bench in the park, Mira mustered the courage to ask the question that had been burning inside her. "Jungkook, there's something I need to know," she began, her voice trembling slightly. "What is it that you're hiding? Why do you keep yourself so distant from everyone?"
Jungkook's eyes darkened, a mixture of pain and longing evident in his gaze. He took a deep breath, struggling to find the right words. "Mira, I'm not like other people. I come from a world that is dangerous and unforgiving. I'm a member of the Red Mafioso, a criminal organization that operates in this city."
Mira's heart skipped a beat, her mind struggling to comprehend the truth. She had heard whispers of the Red Mafioso, but she never imagined that the man she had fallen for would be a part of it. Fear and uncertainty washed over her, but her love for Jungkook remained steadfast.
"I won't lie to you, Mira," Jungkook continued, his voice filled with remorse. "I've done things I'm not proud of, things that could put you in danger. That's why I've kept my distance, to protect you."
Tears welled up in Mira's eyes as she reached out to hold Jungkook's trembling hand. "Jungkook, I can't deny the danger that comes with your world, but I can't deny my feelings for you either. Love doesn't always make sense, but it's worth fighting for. Let me be a part of your life, let me help you carry the burden."
Jungkook's eyes softened, a mixture of gratitude and love shining through. In that moment, they made a silent pact to defy the odds and face the challenges that lay ahead. Their love would be tested, their loyalty questioned, but together, they would navigate the treacherous waters of their forbidden connection.
Little did they know, their love story had caught the attention of someone far more dangerous than they could have ever imagined. A jealous rival within the Red Mafioso had set his sights on Mira, and he would stop at nothing to tear them apart. As their love deepened, so did the shadows of jealousy and betrayal, threatening to consume them both.
There's a lovable new boy in Philadelphia and he has everybody talking. Stunningly grubby and devastatingly hot, all the girls want him. However, Felicity Sparkle has a secret - he's a arrogant vampire. katy wu is a caring, stunning girl who enjoys reading. She becomes fascinated by Felicity who can stop elephants with his bare hands. She doesn't understand why he's so standoffish. Her best friend, a clever witch called Gregory, helps katy begin to piece together the puzzle. Together, they discover the ultimate weapon - the red, magic gun. When bodies start turning up all over Philadelphia, katy begins to fear the worst. The witch urges her to report Felicity to the police and she knows she should, so what's stopping her? She may resist Felicity's bite, but can she resist his charms? Will she be caught smiling with the vampire?
Their love had been tested, their loyalty questioned, but they had emerged victorious. As they looked towards the future, they knew that their forbidden connection had the power to overcome any obstacle. With hearts filled with hope, they walked into the unknown, ready to embrace whatever destiny had in store for them.
I pressed my lips against his and stole his sweet, savory taste, not ready to end the sweet moment. I licked my lips seductively and whispered. "Despite your age, I love you." Sarah was obsessed with the man of her dreams, despite knowing that their love was forbidden and would be disapproved by her father and others. She held onto the many beautiful dreams she had of being with him, wishing for them to come true. She found herself in love with her father's best friend, a very handsome man who had been rejected by his wife. Her desire was to show him what true love really meant. When her father received a job transfer,Sarah saw it as a perfect opportunity to be with him. The situation improved even more when she realized they would be living under the same roof.
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
"Then let's get a divorce!" With courage, Leora left her husband's house, after being accused of poisoning his mistress. Her in-laws and sister-in-law had planned various ways to kick her out of Peter's house and in the end Leora gave in. However, no one expected that things would turn 180 degrees after the divorce. When everyone who had hurt her was happy with each other's lies, Leora returned. This time, she was no longer the poor orphan girl from the orphanage. She has changed and not only that, she also carries a big secret that will make everyone turn to worship her feet.
Ivy Rosalia Jones, a young and beautiful doctor working at a suburban hospital, is determined to marry a man she met through a blind date, even though he is paralyzed. Actually, the marriage was meant to be symbolic, with both of them intending not to interfere in each other's affairs after the wedding. However, Ivy never expected that she would end up marrying the most influential man in the world. Shawn Dyxon Tate, Ivy's husband, has no intention of letting his beautiful wife go. Once she entered his life, he made a decision to spoil her and gave her the world she never had.
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."