Warning: 18+ smut, dubcon/noncon, hybrid!bts, dark yandere, predator/play, corruption, biting
You were struggling, but you remained there, still for Seokjin to use you. His perfect prey.
Nothing could stop him from taking you, sweet little sheep, too scared to move, frozen in fear and surprise, unable to look away from his penetrating eyes.
This tale was as old as time, a sheep and a wolf, a treat for a beast. You were...made for this, made for him.
You sat in a flowered field without a care, as if on display, as though you were waiting for him to come...
Centuries of evolution it took to bring you here, at his feet, pure and small and for the taking, skin smooth and easily bruised, eyes wide and full of innocence, body perfect fit to hide under him.
And Seokjin was a King of beasts. Muscular, towering, attractive, a magnet that lured in what he most desired. And what he wanted most was you, sweet and cute and easy to shatter.
He was a wolf in sheep's clothing, a lovely distraction for you. A smile that held fangs made you feel welcomed, made the heat rise in your cheeks at his attention.
He came closer to you.
Close enough to touch you, and he stayed there. He found ways to make you laugh, jokes to open you up, made moments where his gaze penetrated you so deeply your breath hitched and you looked at him in awe. He put a flower behind your tiny ear. You were so easy to fool.
Even when his cloak fell down, revealed his true identity, pointed ears that marked his evil nature, you were too naive to see Seokjin for what he was, you were too consumed in his beauty. You giggled and exclaimed, "What big ears you have!"
When his large hands roamed your body you tensed, cried tiny high pitched whines. A melody to his ears, you were a song he wanted to listen to forever. He wanted to draw out every bit of this treatment...torture he had planned for you.
He held you down, claws digging into your tresses, and took his time listening to your singing. His pressed his digits into the warmth of your mouth, widening you for more of him.
He was going to defile every innocent thing about you, tear you to pieces that only he knew how to put back together.
He made you choke, gag on his girth, he made you cry as he bruised your throat. He let your spit and tears slick his cock, feeding you his length. You didn't know how to fight him, if it was him his fangs would have torn through, but you were too innocent, you would never think to hurt him how he was hurting you, even when he fucked into you harder and faster, stealing every bit of your air.
His sharp claws dug into your beautiful hair, ripped into your ringlets, shearing your long hair, taking your beauty for his own. He hurt you, his act had broken another part of you, shattering your confidence.
Only when you were thoroughly used, your throat raw from friction, your face covered in drool, did he move on to his next breaking.
"My sweet little sheep, why don't you try to run away? It would be much more fun to catch you."
You shivered and laid under him too scared to move. His claws dug into your jaw, moving your head back so he could inspect the rest of your body. He let his grip rest on your neck, feeling your jumping pulse, gazing at your heaving chest. He placed his palm over your breast, kneading so roughly you cried out his favorite tune.
"P-Please don't hurt m-me."
"Oh, but I just want to hear you," he laughed, tongue rolling over his lip when he ripped away the sheer fabric concealing your body, claws catching skin and scratching marks across. His smile widened as you screamed, his eyes rolling back in satisfaction.
He broke you a third time, stealing the last bit of your innocence as he opened your legs and settled himself into you. You had no way to end the pain, his penetration was slow and agonizing. It felt like it would never end, like he would rip right through you until you'd split in two. It felt like you were tearing, dying! Seokjin was right, you were shattering in his grasp, and it only took his hard cock.
He bottomed out, rolling his hips into you to make you squeak and tremble, and then he set a brutal pace. You were going to be molded only to him, you would never be whole without him, and even if you crumbled around him, he would find a way to warp you to him still.
He grunted and groaned over you. You watched him not shatter, but contort, change; become wild in lust. Seokjin was a beast but he was devastatingly regal, unfairly so, because he had everything it took to be the noble prince you had believed he was, and yet he was just so villainous, selfish, using your body, breaking your body, turning savage-like in his conquest of you.
He pulled your hips to him, thrusting in wildly, contorting you and gripping you until your every muscle ached, tightened and tensed. His sharp teeth pierced into your breast, tongue licking your nipple. He bit you many more times before he was done with you, made sure to mark you as his.
He fucked you full of him, let your tired body take his seed, making sure not a drop was wasted. His digits stuffed you, four fingers moving in and out of your sex until you were writhing in his embrace.
That was how the beast devoured you.
You have become his favorite meal.
My version of little red riding hood ig heh
KNJ | KSJ | MYG | JHS | PJM | KTH | JJK | BTS
Summary: Y/N is a witch dealing her on business, caring for her on life in her isolated shack, until during a storm when she saved a man named Seokjin, and moved by all the magic in her heart, she gived him the Bless of a Witch, changing both fates of them.
Pairing: Seokjin x Witch!reader
(Jungkook is her familiar black cat)
Genre: Fantasy. (maybe future smut)
Words: 3564.
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None.
gif is not mine
It's a dark day, even if it is about three in the afternoon. The sky is covered with heavy clounds, a terrible storm reaching the valley, and you're still too far from home - your donkey, Cottonfur, is scared of the lightning and thunders, making the trip back even harder. Your cloak and dress are soaked by the torrential rain, and you can not see an inch in front of you, somewhere you hear a tree falling with the weight of the wind. Maybe you'll live enough to get home and drink an warm tea next to the fireplace. Being a young lady, transporting suspicious - illigal - things, a rune-covered dagger strapped to waist, traveling through the dangerous woods was a better option than sleep somewhere in a warm bed till the storm ends. Anything is a better option than the risk of ending burnt in public square.
Despite the high noises coming from all directions caused by the storm, a stripe cry brought by the wind came to your ears, making your bones freeze a bit more. You felt their despair in your cold skin. Someone near you was in danger. You stop pulling - in vain - your donkey by the reins to think what to do. You are already troubled enough yourself, why would you help a stranger? Well, you are alway in need of good energies. And you've heard it from a lot of people before: You are really too good for your own good.
You putted a hand in your donkey’s forehead, making it calm down for a bit.
”We must to help those in need, my friend.”
Said that, you putted your dress skirt in a tight knot and wields your dagger. They must be a traveller, you think, and travellers usually travel by roads - the only exception you know about being yourself. Where is the closest road? You know this valley as the back of your hand, in a second you are running between trees, in minutes you are in the dirty road dodging from a desperate horse. The animal was running in circles and prancing furiously, and could've killed you if you did'nt get of it's way. Hitting the floor with it's feet, the animal came furiously to your direction. Recovering from the shock of almost dying, you put yourself together.
"Calm down buddy..." You said with your hands in the air, trying to grab it's reins. You noticed the fancy cell embroidered with a colorful coat of arms, the design of the White Rose of the noble Kim Family. Trouble to you. "Wheres your horseman?"
Calming your own heart to make the animal trust you, and using your most assuring and kind voice, you managed to make que horse calm down, finally grabbing the reins. "Show me where is your horseman."
"Help..." A plead voice came behind you in the dark. You turned back but did'nt saw anyone.
"Hello...?" You called.
A second lasted too long till you got an answer.
"Here... Please."
You found a man trapped between the dark mud and a fallen branch of a tree. His handsome features dirty and a trail of blood trickled down his forehead. His eyes were turning back, indicating that soon he would lose consciousness, and no matter how he tried to push off the branch, he did not have the strength to get rid of himself. "I can't die... here..." He said, trying to break free once more, but failing.
You ran to him, grabing the branch, wich unfortunally was too slippery with mud and rain. You could not lift it if slipping from your fingers, dropping it on the man would only hurt him more.
"I'll release you, don't move."
You are stronger than you look like, the issue was be able to grab the branch properly. Thinking of it, the right words came to your mind, from a old book probally, wich you may have read at some point.
Manoj Tenere Kollísei
You concentraited in the spell and in the outcome it must cause, hoping to work without saing it outloud.
Well, it did.
You lifted the dense and heavy wood branch with much less effort than normal people would - it would take two men to do the same service, you imagined. It did'nt slipp anymore, actually your hands felt like were conected to the wooden superfice, like spiders can climb walls. Once you released the stranger, you stepped forward to his side, checking the wound on his forehead.
"Are you ok? I'll help you to get up."
"Thank you... Miss." He made eye contact with you for a second.
"Hold on". You helped him to get up on his feet, leting him put his weight on you. "Here... Your arm in my sholders... This way."
As he obeyed, instantly he embrace himself in pain with his free hand. He almost fall again, looking more dizzy and pale than before, almost as if he were going to throw up. "I need to go back to my Jisoo...". He tried to walk, but hissed in the first step. "I can't die..."
"Hey, you won't die... You... Hey!" In the middle of your sentense he fainted on your arms, almost bringing you to the ground with him. "Hey! God... Cottonfur, I need your help please!".
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Your door slammed soundly as you opened it - banging your back against it -, heavy rain getting in the house with you. The storm had calm down a little bit and now you have the security of your warm home above your head, but your still soaked clothes, your sore and exhausted muscles, and the stranger you were carrying - blooding and unconscious - didn't let you relax. Jungkook is nowhere to be seen - probably hiding from thunders in the closet -, but a pumpkin pie is waiting for you in the countertop, welcoming you.
You ignored it. Kind of clumsy you lay the stranger down in the dinner table, he whined in pain but didn't wake up. You took of your cloak and closed the door.
"What do I do?" You catch yourself asking outloud, a little bit panicking. His pretty face was contorting in pain and white like Moon Lilys, and his skin was covered in goosebumps. He was freezing, and so did you. "I'll make a tea." You stated, teeth chattering of cold.
You put a kettle full of water in the wood burning stove and increased the flames in the fireplace. Choose oolong tea and let it in a mug. While the water did not boil, you began to work on not letting the stranger die in your kitchen. You took of his soaked boots, and with care undressed his upper body - a really nice one. Once his wet clothes were discarded, you covered him with a bear fur blanket of yours. You cleaned the wound in his head, discovering that it was pretty ugly, a deep and swollen cut. "This is a shame... A scar on this face." You felt fond of him, almost overwhelmed by it. You decide to do more for him than just treat his wonds. A Witch's Bless is something rare, it can ruin her life if the blessed one is ungrateful... Your grandma would call you a fool for waste this kide of magic with a man... But your heart said to do it, and even if the heart is deceptive, you really did.
"The moon that rules this night is a witness that I, Y/N, mate of fire and earth, bless you. Until seven of your descendants rise, you won't die." You sealed the magic with a soft kiss on between his closed eyelids, and felt energy radiating from you for a moment. Time freezed up as you stated at his now relaxed face and felt the weight of your choice.
"His ribs are broken." A male and soft voice came from behind you. Immersed in you thoughts you didn't see your familiar cat, Jungkook, coming.
"For Gullveig, Jungkook! You scared me...".
A mix of a laugh and a pur came from the black cat as he jumped softly on the table beside you. He eyed you and then the unconscious man for a second. "Two right ribs broken, one left, and a light concussion." He diagnosed using his sixth sense.
Nothing can pass through Jungkook and his magic senses. No lies, no hidden intentions, feels, wounds and sickness, secrets... He can see, hear or feel it all. That's how he protect you.
"I'll make a cure potion with strength infusion as catalyzer." You declared picking up a small tin cauldron, putting a jasper stone in it's bottom and covering it with water, and then holding it's handle on the hook over the fireplace to let it boil. "Can you get garlic, parsley and cayenne pepper on the dispensary for me?"
You crushed the garlic and pepper - without the seeds - in a pestle until they were pasty. When the water boiled, you took out the cauldron from the fire, and added the parsley leaf on the surface, letting it drown by it's own choice. This way Strength Infusion was ready. As it cool up you put the garlic and pepper paste in the infusion, and mixed with a glass spoon. Six times clockwise, and then one counterclockwise to conclude. The cure potion changed it's color seven times, ending in a light shade of gray - and a strong smell you couldn't describe.
"That's must be." You told yourself.
"I hate this. It stinks. Makes my sensitive nose burn." Jungkook said from the higher shelf in the room, as far as possible from the potion.
"Don't be so dramatic." You laugh to him, leaning toward the stranger to apply the medicine. First in his forehead wound, and then in his ribs, taking care to not use too much pressure, to not hurt him more, but also spreading well.
Using a little more of magic, you firmly banded his middle. For now you could only wait.
"Now you need some rest, Y/N. Put your feet in warm water so you don't get sick, and then come to bed with me." Jungkook said, rubbing his slim body in your legs. You bended to him, petting his ears, lifting him in your arms. "Ok, my lovely friend." He purred gladly, you crushed him against your chest.
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Once in your undergarments and under the covers, properly warm, you let yourself relax, knowing you would sleep all day long. Jungkook laid himself above your shoulder, resting his tiny head in your neck, his fluffy fur tickling your skin. You couldn't handle his cuteness, specially when you were away from him for so many days. Every once in a while you have to travel, to deliver some spell or potion, to do some kind of job, or to search for a specific information and rare stuff. And sometimes is not safe for him to go with you - some vampires who you have business with like cats as dessert. It can be dangerous for you to be seen walking around with a black cat, specially in south, where the inquisition is stronger. So you tell him to protect your home. He hate it, and you know. His will of life is protect you. When you are far away and he can't do anything to keep you safe, is like hell. And when you came back is like heaven.
"Y/N, pet me" He sudenly demand. You gladly complied.
"Did my Jungkookie miss me? Were you too lonely these days?" You almost baby talk him - his feline eyes, green with serious slits as pupils, meet yours. It could be intimidating if you don't know him better.
"Stop it, Y/N. I'm not a baby." A pout can be heard in his voice.
"Of course you are! My baby!" You coo, petting him more. If he weren't a fluffy black cat, Jungkook would be blushing for sure.
"But seriously... How was you in my absence? Everything went good?"
He signed against you.
"It was boring. Normal. I hunted birds all alone... Took care of things by myself... Napped in the window waiting for you... Made a pie for you...".
Jungkook changed position, this way you could rub his belly, and he could nibble on your fingers.
"I saw the pie. The smell was good.".
"But you were too busy to try it.". The pout voice again.
"I'll eat the whole pie, don't worry.".
A silence took over for a minute or two. The rain out side is quieter now, once in a while a ray illuminate the colorful stained glass. You should check the garden next morning, try to save the pumpkins. You focused in the sound of raindrops hitting some pots behind the house and Jungkook's purs.
"Y/n?"The cat called in a sleepily whisper.
"Hmmm?" You awsered in the same voice.
"Who is that man? Where did you find him? And why is he here?"
In fact relevant questions, you though.
"I not sure, someone from Kim family... I found him on the Old Man's Tree road... I just couldn't let him die, Kookie."
"Wow. You carried him for a mile." He coed. "But... Y/n, what will we do with him?"
"I don't know yet."
"What if his is dangerous?"
Another relevant question,you sighed, what if I blessed a danger for me and Jungkook?
Jungkook have been your family since you were a little girl, living with you more years than a normal cat. The most happy memory of your childhood is the day your grandma came to you with the fluffy speaking ball called Jeon Jungkook, who looked into your eyes and promised never let you alone,and than nibbled your hand playfully.Your grandma told you that your responsibility of taking care of him was bigger than his in protecting you, because familiars are willing to die for their masters. Your grandmother wasn't a good person, but was a wise one. So the idea of Jungkook getting hurt by consequence of a decision of yours was unacceptable.
"We'll know when he wakes up."
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You woke up from your slumber with male voices, and without understand what was happening, got in your feet, dagger in hand. A loud voice caught you by surprise, getting your attention to the man in your kitchen table.
"I'm Kim Seokjin, knight and heir of Kim Family... Give me some... Chicken wings!"
Jungkook was sitting by his pale face. "Shut up, idiot. I'll give you chicken if you stay quiet...". He hissed.
"I need to save the princess you know. Jisoo said... What did she...?"
Jungkook was confused. "Who?"
You heart sink a little bit a the sound of Jisoo again. She must be important to him, you through to yourself, wanting even more to do everything possible to grant he I'll be ok to go back to her. It made you a little sad too, but you put the feeling to the side.
"I'm the most handsome man in the world." The man continued, ignoring Jungkook. "That's what Jisoo said. No she didn't said that."
"What?" The cat hissed again, tail uncomfortably moving side to side, ears low. You got closer to the scene. The man still mumbling nonsense. A hand of yours petting Jungkook's back came as a safe place to his confusion. He looked to you, eyes pleading for explanation. How could you don't smile to his dilated round pupils?
"He is hallucinating. Don't worry, is just because of fever." You said. "See that his eyes are unfocused? He is also over sweating and too hot.".
You checked his temperature and wonds, at same time his beautiful lips keep mumbling "chicken wings."
"Oh... That's why he say the truth even contradicting himself." Jungkook concluded, and you just agreed with a nod.
Fever is always a thing to fight against. Hallucinations are never a good sign. Just letting him die in the woods would be so much easier. Safer. Take care of him is a spend of energy. He's a noble, at some point his men would be searching for him, and you don't want soldiers finding your shack. But you really are too good for this world - and maybe thinking that some would judge you for helping, calling you naive, make your stubborn head want even more to do so. And as you look fondly to him, saying nonsense to your talking cat, your heart reaffirmed that it was right. Woman like you are rised to live for themselves, to survive in a world that don't understand them, to fight all alone. You never have been helped by someone who didn't wanted something back. So your desire was to be this kind person to him. The universe was whispering to your being It's worth it.
"Seokjin?" You called for him, touching the burning skin of his broad shoulder. He said this was his name, so you hoped he would respond to it.
Seokjin took a moment to understand where the voice calling him came from, and one more second to focus on your face. He smiled.
"Hey beautiful lady. Call me Jin. Beautiful ladies call me Jin."
You smiled back to him.
"Ok, Jin. Are you thirsty?"
He tried to lick his dry lips and nodded.
"I'll give you some water."
Besides the water you made him drink, you put cold wet cloths to his forehead and neck. To avoid infections you cut a few onions around him - onions absorb impurities of the air, if more people knew... You also applied more medicine to his ribs. And put a pillow below his head.
Now he was singing for himself.
"Your voice is nice, hyung." Jungkook complimented, with no second thoughts. You couldn't help but think how cute he is to adopt the hallucinating stranger as his hyung already.
"Know what else is nice?" For an instant, Jin focused on Jungkook to speak. "My face." And than he started to laugh. A maniac laugh. A funny laugh. His face contour in pain, his broken ribs moving more than it should, but he still looking to you with a dumb smile, as if waiting for you to laugh with him. "Pretty lady... You are too serious, want to listen to a joke?"
You didn't had time to answer.
"What do you call someone with no body and no nose? Nobody knows." You kind of laugh of it, the joke itself is so bad it's funny, but what makes you like it for real is his weird and loud laugh caring you away with him.
Jungkook seems to like it as well.
"You have a wonderful laugh, beautiful lady... Do you know how to make holy water?"
Actually you know but why spoil his fun?
"No." You said.
"Boiling the hell off of it."
It got a smile of you too.
"You are not wrong at all. But laughing is hurting you. You should stop joking for now.". You said noticing his hand in his side and pained expression.
"You are too worried, Beautiful Lady. You should marry me."
You freezed in your movements, totally caught out of guard. Seokjin was pale and sweating, clearly in pain, talking nonsense, laying still in you kitchen table, and looking in your eyes at saying it. His eyes and silly smirk telling you that marrying him was the obvious solution to all your worries. Delusional.
Jungkook accompanied your reaction with curious eyes, paying attention in the scoffed sound that leaved you mouth, your trebling hands and accelerated heart. He never saw you this way before, all red and lost. The cat watched in silence as you leaved the man talking madness and got a cup of water to yourself. Even if Jungkook didn't have his magic skills of seeing through people, he absolutely knows you better than anyone, and can tell Seokjin's words got to your heart in some way. And it is very surprising. Many times men tried to court you, some in love, others in lust, but you never been interested in or affected by them. You would just be cold and reject them, which sometimes would result in those men bein hostile, using ugly names, and maybe trying forcing themselves to you. In this cases you would knock down the drunk ones and hex the perverts. Now an hallucinating stranger named Seokjin propose to you and you got all worked up. Jungkook don't know if he should be amused or worried.
You take a deep breath, questioning the exactly same things in your head. Like... What in seven hells is this shaky heart feeling? Not funny.
"Help me mother Hecate..." You wispered, taking a deep breath.
You got another cup of water and returned to Seokjin's side on the table, now with a stern look in your face.
"Jin."
At sound of his name, the man focused on you once more, smile spread. "Drink more water. You'll get better faster if we keep you hydrated."
"Better? I feel amazing already!" Jin started laughing again, and than the laugh turned into cough, eyebrows joining in pain. "I'll drink because is you asking, Pretty Lady."
Last sip taken, Jin fell asleep almost immediately, replacing the meaningless speech for soft snores. Jungkook sniffed the cup in your hand.
"Did you doped it?"
"Yeah.” You said, picking his tiny body in your arms. “Lats sleep."
I'm again hiding from my parents and everyone from the castle, right, you don't know, let me introduce myself, I'm Y/N princess of Seokland and I'm set to married and that's why I'm hiding, I don't want to marry a man I don't know so I'm in my secret place on the royal garden looking at all the animals we have.
I close my eyes for a few minutes, feeling the sun on my face, but I open them when I feel something in front of me and I see a big beautiful peacock too quiet looking straight into my eyes. "Hi!" I say to him and he doesn't move. "Why did I say hi, he doesn't understand me." I say out loud laughing to myself and the peacock makes a sound after I said that like he was laughing.
I started reading the book I always bought here, after a few pages I notice the peacock was still at the same place, I let it pass and continue reading until he makes a noise making me look at him and seeing me looking he suddenly opens his beautiful feathers showing them to me and I stare at them admiring, I stand a little reaching my hand to touch it and it's so soft.
"So beautiful!" I say and our moment was interrupted when I hear the guards calling me.
"I have to go! I'll see you later peacock!" I say getting up quickly, grabbing my book and run away from me. (Corrigido ate aqui)
I've been hiding from everything for two months now and everything is still the same, I hope, and everytime I'm in my spot the strange peacock is always with me either looking at me or sitting beside me.
Today he's on my side while I read my book. I look up from my book and see the sun going down and I look at the peacock that was looking at me and I pet his little head. "I think I'm going to close my eyes for a few minutes my friend." I say to him and close my eyes feeling the peacock resting on my lap too.
I start waking up and I open my eyes a little seeing the sun almost gone, I close my eyes, trying to rest a little more until I felt something heavy on my lap.
I look down and I see a beautiful boy sleeping and I scream loud, making him open his eyes and scream too, he looks at himself then me and screams again.
I push him from my lap and get up getting away from him, making him seat on the ground looking at me with big eyes.
"Princess! Princess!" I look behind seeing the guards running towards me. "Princess we hear you screaming. It's everything alright?" The guard asks me.
"There's a boy th...." I start saying, but when I look I only see the damn peacock again and I look around for the beautiful boy. "Princess?"
"There was someone here. You better look around." I say making the guards nod and start looking.
I look again for the peacock. "Where were you mister peacock to protect me!" I say joking to the peacock. "You should have seen the boy, he was so beautiful and he had such big lips...I wish I didn't scream." I say sad, but I pet the peacock head saying goodbye and going back to the castle after cleaning my dress.
The next day I keep thinking about the boy and I keep walking in the corridor going to the garden until a maid interrupts me. "Princess, the Queen and King ask for your presence in the throne room, and now here I am next to my mother watching the candidates princes for me to marry.
"Darling, please pay attention." I hear my mom. "I don't like any and I don't want to marry any of them so I'm going to take my leave now!" I say getting up and start walking out until.
"THAT'S ENOUGH! Next week your going to meet your future husband that I already choose." I hear my father and I look at him in shock.
"No! I don't want to marry someone I don't know. You can't make me." I say crying.
"If you don't marry him, say goodbye to your garden." He says and I scream leaving the throne room crying.
I collapsed the moment I get in the garden, crying when I feel someone hugging me making me hug back, that's when I come to my senses, someone is hugging me, I scream and get away from the person and I see the same boy from that day.
"You!" I say. "Hi!" He says showing his beautiful smile on that big lips.
"Are you okay?" He asks me sounding worried and I don't say nothing. "Come on, tell me everything." He says, patting the ground next to him and I look at his beautiful face.
I sit beside him and tell him everything.
"Don't worry Princess, I have a feeling everything is going to be fine." He says with that angel voice. "How do you know that?" I ask. "I just do." He says booping my nose making me laugh. "Thank you for listening." I say. "Anytime Princess. I'm Jin by the way." He says. "It's a pleasure to meet you Jin!" I say smiling.
We stay hours and hours in the garden just talking.
Almost a week had passed and I can't get Jin out of my mind and I smile thinking of him, but it quickly got away when I remembered today I'm going to meet my future husband.
I look outside the window thinking until a maid comes in my room. "Princess, Prince Jay is waiting for you in the Royal Garden." "I see, thank you." I say and sight starting to walk toward my misery.
"Ha! Here she is! My beautiful fiancé!" Prince Jay says. "It's an honor to meet you Prince Jay." I say bowing to him. "Come on, come on, we have a lot to talk my dear." He says, taking my hand, putting me next to him, too close for my taste.
The walk though that garden was normal, always talking about the wedding or money until he try to kiss me.
"What you think you are doing Prince Jay?" I scream. "You're my fiancé I have all the right to kiss you!" He says holding my wrists really tight. "Stop!" I say and when he try to lean on me suddenly something attack him to the ground.
Shocked, I see the peacock biting the Prince. "That this thing out of me!" He says and before he could hurt the peacock I take him and run away from the Prince.
I get to my secret spot and put the peacock on the ground not after I kiss his little head. "Thank you so much Mister Peacock. " I say, smiling to him.
Until something incredible happens, the peacock transformed into Jin. "Your welcome Princess." He smiles.
"What...how..how did you...." I couldn't even talk. "You were the peacock all this time?" I ask.
"I came from a family that has an ability to transform into animals. I came to this garden one day to relax until I found you and I couldn't leave." He says now in front of me, he puts his lips on mine kissing me softly. "You should go now Princess, see you tomorrow." He says, going away.
"What do you mean tomorrow?" I ask confused and no response.
I woke up the next day still thinking about yesterday, I prepared myself with the help of my maids like usual when someone knocked on my door. "Enter." "Good morning Princess, everyone is waiting for you at the throne room." A guard says. "Thank you I'll be there."
I walk towards the throne room with my heart beating fast.
"You finally arrive." My father says next to my mother and I see Prince Jay there too. "Due to some circumstances the wedding will be today afternoon." He continues. "What? No! Everything is not ready and I..." "Everything is ready sweety, I'm sorry." My mom says cleaning my tears on my cheeks. "Your going to be very happy my princess." Prince Jay says with a strange smile.
"My King, there's a man here requesting to see you." A guard says making all of us look at him. "Let him in." And for my surprise, Jin enters the room with a fancy suit and many guards behind him. "Jin..." I whisper, but my mom hears me. "You know him?" She asks and I nod. "He's beautiful." My mom says.
"Who are you and what do you want?" Prince Jay asks rudely. "BOY!" My dad screams making him coward and bow in apology. "My King, I'm Prince Seokjin from Bangtan and I'm here to marry your daughter." Jin says winking at me making me smile. "Bangtan! I can't believe it. Very well, since there's two princes, Y/N can choose." My dad says. "I choose Jin!" I say running into his arms. "No! It should be me! ME!" Prince Jay screams making the guards take him away.
A month later me and Jin had a beautiful wedding on the Royal Garden. "I love you my princess." "I love you my unusual Prince."
Note: This is my first fantasy, princess story so sorry if it's weird 🙈 Hope you like it! @katarinadreams19 💜
You are a Seer.
What is a Seer? A Seer is someone whose sixth sense is stronger than most people’s and can see Death.
You did not want to be one, you just want to be normal—yet what happens when Death comes for you?
No, not for you to die—for you to be his bride.
*Based on a novel I wrote before in Wattpad by the same title*
Tags:
Romance, Fantasy, Comedy, Fluff, a little angst
Warnings:
Death
PROLOGUE
The dark corridor was silent.
An eerie type of silence that makes one think something was about to happen.
Sure enough, the faint echo of footsteps grew louder and louder as two figures emerged from the darkness.
“I make no mistakes, Seokjin. What is done is done You cannot change the Lordship’s destiny.” One of the two figures said.
Seokjin, a handsome man with hair like coal and eyes like rubies, continued to walk in haste.
“There is no point in trying to get you to call me Jin, huh?”
“Please focus, Seokjin.”
“I guess not then.” Jin sighed dramatically then he became serious, “His Lordship will not accept this, you know that.”
The other man sighed, “It does not matter whether he accepts this or not—it is after all his destiny.”
“But he can’t fall in love, it will only lead to disaster.”
The old man turned to the younger man, his eyes gleaming with amusement, “Who are we to question fate? I am only the Messenger, the one who receives the prophecy.”
“What should I tell him then?”, Jin asked.
“Who?”
“His Lordship—Death!” Jin replied.
“You are impatient, young one.” The Messenger answered in amusement.
Jin groaned, “Easy for you to say, you don’t have to talk to Death about this. How can I even tell him all this? You know how he is in the subject of love.”
“Then do not tell him the whole prophecy, only that he must choose a bride. It is not important for His Lordship to know the whole prophecy just yet.”
Jin hesitated, he did not like the idea of keeping secrets from Death, “Are you sure that is a good idea?”
“You said so yourself, His Lordship will never accept a prophecy that has to do for love. For the good of universe, you need to keep the rest of prophecy from him.”
“I just know this will bite me in the butt later.” Jin muttered.
“His Lordship will understand.”
“We must know two different Lordships then,” Jin snorted, “So how long must I keep it from him?”
“The time would pose itself and you will tell him.” The Messenger simply replied and walked on.
“But—”
Without looking back, the old man suddenly disappeared.
The young man sighed and with a swish of his black robes, he too disappeared.
The dark corridor was silent yet again.
A/N
This is just a sneak preview. The first chapter will be out the 21st.
