Jungkook is taehyung adopted son, innocent naivy and doesn't know anything about the world. Comes home crying saying he wants to be an adult, a man. And taehyung' really did make him a man🌚 Jungkook:- mommy? Tae:- hmm? Jungkook:- it feels like kookoo pee'pee will cut in'side Jungkook said rubbing the part were tae and kook meet he circle around making the other moan Tae:- ahhhh no don't do it.... But little did tae know, this jungkook is anythink but innocent. Don't report 🔞 (short story) Story contain Age gap Sm'ut Incent (child- mother (adopted)) Virgin innocent jungkook And more sm'ut Threesome Taexgguk Taexkook Taexggukxkook (tae x father x son)

បើប្រកាន់ឬអៀនច្រើនអាចរំលងបានព្រោះជារឿង🔞ន័យចំ

Doing this for the first time, might include grammar mistakes Doing random ships

When Ara, the It girl of NEOVIA, is paired with ENHYPEN's Niki for a reality show, things take an unexpected turn. What started as a harmless interaction soon spirals into rumors, misunderstandings, and a whole lot of drama. Will they be able to keep their cool, or will the pressure of living under the public eye tear them apart? Friday nights

ညီအစ်ကိုincest, cunt boy

includes most of ukyt if you have a request pls put it in the comments all are y/n fem reader (unless requested otherwise) enjoy! 💗

In a world where shadows are sharper than truth, Aurelia Blaine awakens with nothing but a name, a high-rise empire, and a father who seems all too eager to guide her steps. Outwardly ruthless and poised, she's the enigmatic owner of Blaine Company-a woman of elegance and steel. But behind closed doors, the cracks in her memory echo louder than she'll ever admit. When threats begin to circle, protection arrives in the form of Davina Lia Sokolova-a striking, soft-spoken bodyguard with eyes like secrets and precision like a blade. Cold on the outside, unreadable by design, Davina is everything Aurelia shouldn't trust. Yet, the more danger tightens its grip, the more impossible it becomes to deny the pull between them. But in a city where loyalty is currency and silence is survival, nothing is ever what it seems. Because the truth? It's waiting to bleed through. And when it does... it won't ask for permission. ❀ "You want to play?" I teased. She smiled. "I'm already naked." "That's not what I meant." I leaned in, kissed her jaw, bit her earlobe. "I want all of it off. The control. The act. The smirk. Take it off." Her pulse jumped beneath my lips. "Then make me." So I did.

𝐕𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐗 𝐉𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐯𝐢 𝐌𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐧. In a world that screams, I stand in despair, My voice drowned out, lost in the air. Chains of tradition tighten each day, I long to escape, but I'm forced to stay. Each breath I take feels heavy and torn, Every mistake a scar I've worn. I crave a sky where I can be free, Away from the walls that imprison me. For now, I sit with my heart in pain, Silent, yet screaming, again and again. Though shattered, a spark in me still survives, Dreaming of freedom where my soul can rise.

ចុយរៀងរាល់ថ្ងៃពេកកើតជាការញៀនសិច។