Fanfics de Bangtan Boys (BTS) com os gêneros Ficção e Luta em Inglês

"All I wanted was to keep you safe",his fists clenched and pressed lips,"I guess I can't do that",he closed his eyes,then turned around,walking slowly and quietly

Series of imagines with you (reader) and your biases
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Enjoy.
!! This story will contain the following;; FLUFF, SMUT(slight), ANGST, SELF HARM !!

The person whose reading this will die in three days. If you want to live, sacrifice one of your friends.

Clara uma garota que perde os pais muito cedo num acidente de carro e se muda para a Coreia do sul onde seu primo mora

leia para ver o que acontece na Coréia

After a night of adventure, Jungkook is attached to you and you don't mind that.

"Be careful baby girl, even the puppet can become the puppeteer."

"You're going to break his heart pulling a stunt like this."

"He has a heart?"
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"Oh no, I think I broke him."

(Sinopse)
Onde um professor, de apenas 21 anos, se apaixona por sua melhor aluna de sua faculdade.

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*ESSA FANFIC CONTÉM PALAVRAS DE BAIXO CALÃO DE CONTEÚDO SENSÍVEL PARA ALGUMAS PESSOAS*

“Home”. it was a simulation of life that the person would like to have, somewhere so pleasant that they would never want to leave, a virtual reality made for deceive the conscience. Each person had a different “home”, built especially to please the person, please it so much that the person would never wish to leave.
Who would bring Yoongi back home, his true home?

Oi gente essa é a minha segunda história....eu ainda tô tentando terminar a primeira...

Essas história conta com dois irmãos...que não moram junto mas tem um ódio um do outro...e isso pode acabar em morte mas uma menina chamada Sn tentarar resolver isso pra eles fazerem as passes...

O resto eu conto na história...

“I’m a monster!” He shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck.

I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins.

“No Yoongi! You’re not a monster!” I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing.

He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to my face, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced with fear as his piercing black eyes turned even darker.

“How can you say that after what I did to you?” He hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring.
I took a deep shaky breath before parting my lips to answer him.

“Because I can see through you, Yoongi. I can see your innocence.”