Novel & Cerita Jungkook Love

He too was angry so angry that he said if they love each other so much that they break the rules fine then I shall cast a curse on them and make sure the angel gets too by telling the angel queen. What's the queen was told of this secret love she was also furious and said she'll work together with the Devil only once and they put a curse on the both of them. They always felt very cold or hot and too close to each other but would also be in grave pain went too far from each other and that once they die their souls will keep going into others' bodies forever making their love unbearable and painful. Once they knew about this curse, they wherein happy but after a while the curse took effect and

Joon looked up again from his paper and said, "Well then I guess I'm wrong." "You hear that Fleur, he says that he's wrong. He never admits he's wrong. It's a miracle!" Joon shook his head and read further. "What about you sweetie? What's your favorite song?" For this question, I had to think a bit. I liked a lot of songs from many different genres. After a period of silence, where I even saw Joon's side glancing at me, I spoke up. "I think my favorite song is Euphoria by Jungkook of BTS."

She was just content seeing Mingchan alive and staying with her. Mingchan then let go of the hug and then grabbed Jennie’s both arms. He looked at her eyes seriously. “I love you, Mukgu. Promise, I will never do that again.” Mingchan said wholeheartedly. Mukgu nodded and smiled at him, locking eyes with Mingchan. “I love you too, Mingchan.” Mukgu replied.

I love her She is my lover I love him, he is my lover That girl is not my life That girl is not my life His face is in his eyes His watch is in the words I am the way That is the destination Get it now In these beats he is very active He is my soul, he is my soul In China, that thirst is mine I am thirsty for China That girl is not my life That girl is not my life It smells like perfume How heartbroken he is My breath my heartbeat That is my madness It is a season of restlessness That's why I want the season I am aware of it She is mine That girl is not my life That girl is not my life Slowly holding her, he came into the middle of the lounge and her right hand turned on his shoulder, holdin

I held onto him for dear life, wishing we could stay this way forever. His movements were slow and steady as his hand reached for my neck. He gently pulled me up, laid his forehead against mine as he continued to move in and out of me. It’s muggy, steamy, sultry as I ran my hands through his hair, over his shoulders, down his back. “I love you,” he said, his deep eyes blazing into mine. “I really love you Yoo-Mi. So much more than you’ll ever know.” “I love you too Jeonghan,” I smiled before kissing him.

Jungkook said turned on his heels and started walking away. Jennie couldn't bare him seeing walking away so she ran upto him and wrapped her slender hands around his torso and burst out in tears. Jungkook body froze at her touch. As much he didn't wanted to admit he still loved her. Deeply but he won't allow his feelings to take over. him now. "Jennie leave me!" Jungkook said in warning tone "No! i...won't" She choked on her words. Jungkook had enough. If he doesn't step up now then he would melt away.

Jacob began, and he noticed her frown in curiosity. If she displayed any sign of happiness at being off limits to him, Jacob wasn't sure what he would do with himself. He was already beating himself up for not letting Stephie go to her room quietly, and even more so for the whole hoopla that just occurred. And yet, nothing would upset him more than Stephie being happy that he had no right to have a chance with her. He didn't want a chance with her. Jacob was sure of it, but having even the thought or ghost of that chance taken away completely, Jacob couldn't accept.

He was carrying two plastic bags that smelled like a heavenly mix of peanut sauce and toasted garlic. "I come bearing gifts," he announced, kicking the door shut behind him with a heavy thud of his heel. "Pad Thai and Spring Rolls. And I hope you like heat, because the guy at the truck said this will burn your soul." I spun the spaceship-style chair around, plastering on my best, brightest "disowned heiress" smile. "My soul is already burnt," I said lightly, my voice airy and carefree. "But my stomach is empty. You’re a lifesaver, husband."

“I ain’t tryin’ to be some big name or change the whole damn universe. But if my woman… the one I love… remembers me fondly?” His thumb traced slow circles at her waist. “That’s all I need. That’s enough legacy for me.” Something shifted in Norah’s chest — warm, sharp, tender. She swallowed, eyes glimmering like the lights above them. He said it so simply, like the truth didn’t need to be dressed up. Like love wasn’t complicated when it was real. The song wrapped around them, soft and slow. Norah’s fingers slid up from his chest to his jaw, her touch feather-light but sure. Ivan leaned into it without thinking, eyes dropping to her lips just once — quick, but not quick enough to hide.

Chimin cut in, "You don't have to be loyal to someone you don't even have." Jeonkuk pouted at the reality. "Taeho might like you someday and then, we'll end this thing we have. Until then, you're still my favorite toy. My human dildo." Chimin giggled and bit Jungkook's lip. He removed Jungkook's T-shirt and slid his hand down the younger male's chest to his shorts. He immediately started palming a growing Jungkook. Jeonkuk moaned softly and closed his eyes while Chimin palmed him continuously.