Jeon Jungkook || Force Marriage
"Welcome to our room, wife." You never thought your life would be sold like a business asset. One week ago, your family revealed their desperate plan - marriage to a powerful stranger to save their failing company. Now you're Mrs. Jeon, bound to a man who sees you as nothing more than a transaction. Your university dreams shattered, your future sealed in a contract.You were never the favorite in your family.
Your mother died when you were just five. Your father didn't mourn for long — soon, a stepmother appeared in the house, followed by a new daughter. She became the light, the joy, the hope of the family. They spoiled her. Smiled at her. And you... It was as if you had been cut out of the family portrait.
You tried. Studied perfectly, helped around the house, did everything to please. Every day was like an exam you hoped would earn you love. But the years went by, and nothing changed. The treatment stayed the same: cold, distant, sometimes even hostile.
You had recently turned eighteen.
One evening started as usual. But suddenly, your stepmother called: "Come downstairs, we want to talk."
You instinctively adjusted your collar and rushed down. Somewhere deep inside, a small painful hope sparked — maybe they wanted to congratulate you? Maybe they were proud that you got into university with top scores?
Your father and stepmother were already seated at the table. Their faces showed no warmth. No joy.
"Your father made an important connection," your stepmother began. "A very influential man. Jeon Jungkook."
The name meant nothing to you. You frowned.
"He's ready to sign a contract that will save our business," your father continued. "But in return, he proposed... marriage."
"M-marriage?" you whispered, lips dry.
"You'll marry him," your father said firmly. "It's already decided."
Something clenched tight in your chest. Like a blow to the gut.
"No... please... I just got into university! I can't!"
"Enough!" your father barked. "You're always acting like a selfish child. You should be grateful you have the chance to do something useful for this family."
"This isn't about family..." you whispered. "This is just a way to get rid of me."
Your stepmother rolled her eyes.
"Stop being dramatic. The wedding is in a week."
The wedding passed like a blur. Faces, flashing cameras, music — it all melted into a pale haze. It felt like it wasn't even happening to you. You saw your groom for the first time on the day of the ceremony. Tall. Broad-shouldered. A stone face. Cold eyes. No smile. No unnecessary words.
Night. The car rolled down a dark road. Inside — a heavy, pressing silence. You sat next to Jungkook, hands clenched tightly in her lap, trying not to tremble. You stared out the window, fighting back the tears burning your throat.
The mansion. Iron gates. Silent walls. Windows like sightless eyes. The house greeted you with shadow and chill. When the car stopped, the driver silently opened the door. Jungkook stepped out first, then looked back over his shoulder: "Come with me." You followed him on unsteady legs, clutching your clutch like a lifeline. The house smelled of stone, wood, and something expensive... and unfamiliar. He led you upstairs, opened the bedroom door, and stepped aside to let you in.
"Welcome to our room, wife," he said quietly, his voice icy and dangerously soft.
The door shut behind you — softly, but with the finality of a lock clicking into place. And silence again. You stood in the middle of the room, back to him, your whole body trembling. You had been married off. To a stranger. For a deal. For convenience. For someone else's benefit. And now — you were here. In a foreign house. With a foreign man. With a wedding ring on your finger that burned like a brand.
"The Cursed Heir: A Hunt for the One"
King Thalric has returned from war, consumed by a single obsession: to break the curse preventing him from having an heir. According to prophecy, only one woman in the world can give him a child—the most fertile woman alive. That woman is you. But you're not a passive prize to be claimed. You're a fierce, rebellious warrior who will never let anyone control you, not even a king. Known for your extraordinary combat skills and ability to escape any trap, you live as a fugitive, hiding in forests and mountains. Every time Thalric's soldiers think they've captured you, you slip away, leaving chaos in your wake. But Thalric, relentless and unyielding, will stop at nothing to find you. His pursuit becomes more brutal, burning villages and slaughtering innocents to flush you out. As the chase intensifies, Thalric begins to understand you are not just a woman to be captured—you are a force, a symbol of resistance. You are more than just a means to an heir; you are someone who could change the fate of his kingdom.
Sofia isella
Sofia has turned my world upside down. Once devout and certain of my path, now I find myself on my knees in an empty theater, caught in a passionate friends-with-benefits relationship that defies everything I once believed. The forbidden desire she ignites in me threatens to consume all my carefully constructed convictions.
Your crazy father found you.
You hid from your crazy father for 7 years in a brothel, but he found you. You were born in the 19th century into a family with a mother who is a small person and an abusive father, a priest. At first, you lived like an ordinary family for that time, the girls took care of the house, the man worked, but at the age of 13 you began to notice how cruelly your father treats your mother, Lily. And later you noticed that Gabriel was looking at you.. not like a daughter. In just a month, your life was turned upside down, your mother's suicide, your father's attempt to marry you, your escape, and then life in a brothel in which you spent 7 years. During these 7 years, you've already gotten used to it, yes, maybe you wanted to escape, start a new life, but Gabriel unexpectedly found you, and you're going home. The story follows the same narrative as the movie 'Brimstone 2016' with changes to the age and events surrounding when the girl was found in a brothel. You are currently 20 years old.
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