𝔻 𝕀 𝕊 ℂ 𝕃 𝔸 𝕀 𝕄 𝔼 ℝ

Welcome to the dark world of fantasy! This book mainly revolves around the Mafia AU and contains violence and explicit mature scenes, angst, survival, courage, and the face of adversity. As you turn the pages, you'll encounter strong language, violent depictions, deaths and killings, and fearsome challenges. But be warned: this is not a book for the faint of heart. The stories you'll read are filled with danger and uncertainty, and you may find yourself on the edge of your seat.

I do not own any of the characters used in the book except myself created, the description or story of the characters doesn't reflect how the idols are in real or live their life like. The way the character's sketch is made is pure of any intention to spread hate against any of the celebrities used in the book. In no way, it should be considered harmful or threatening to any of the characters used in the book. The content produced in this book is purely for entertainment purposes. Hence, no celebrity or idol shall be judged on the basis of this book.

Do not report the content since you are getting warned in detail. Follow the warnings and rules for trouble-free reading.

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This book contains descriptions of violence and peril. If you are sensitive to dark themes, you may want to reconsider reading them.

Some of the potential parts in this book depict deadly situations and survival with heart-burdening truths and struggles to survive. Strong abusive language and murder depictions could be triggering hence, only strong-minded and mature readers shall proceed. These are not intended to be taken as instructions or recommendations for dangerous activities in real life. Rather just to feed your hunger for dark fantasy.

This book is intended for mature readers and may not be suitable for children under the age of 18. This book is based purely on fiction and fantasy and should not be used to develop any opinion in real life.

Please be advised that this book is not intended to promote or glorify danger or risk-taking behavior or threat and hate to any of the characters used in the book. The story is meant to be enjoyed for its entertainment value only.

With these warnings in mind, you are good to go, Scroll down and embark on a new journey of wild dark imagination, where danger and adventure await you.

ℂ 𝕆 ℙ 𝕐 ℝ 𝕀 𝔾 ℍ 𝕋 𝕊

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Her murmurs caressed my ears with every waft kissing me so carelessly I could almost hear her enchanting laughter, the breeze. Tearing past the silent noise, she welcomes me, voicing tales of the long lost, feeling me, healing me. "Many before you have visited me" spoke the silent susurrant breeze. "Many have found and cherished thee" hissed in a hushed tone as if a forbidden sin, silhouettes of haunting thoughts disappearing in a gloom, fading with her every caress leaving a new hope to bloom. Every night when I remained on the rooftop, this hope forced me to just wish for that spring day to return. Maybe one day I would be happy?

Would I be?

As I step onto the campus grounds, a sense of dread immediately overwhelms me. It's the same feeling that's haunted me for years - the fact that I'll be targeted once again. Oh! It's a daily struggle, one that I've become all too familiar with. The moment I walk into the lecture hall, I can feel the stares and hear the snickering of my peers. I could see those vulture-eyed humans waiting for another showtime. Every step I take, every move I make, I feel like I'm being watched like I'm under a microscope, and I could feel he's right around the corner. His constant belittling and ridicule have worn me down, chipping away at my self-esteem until there's nothing left but a shell of the person I used to be. I'm trapped in a cycle of abuse, and I don't know how to break free.

Could I ever break free?

Typing in the code, the rusty locker door opened with the sound of a squeaky click. A stale smell of rusted iron, fungus, and books erupted from the inside. The figure shoved the heavy backpack inside struggling with the piling things to keep them from falling. The bell rang signaling the start of the day pushing everyone to rush their way. The crowd thinned down as students disappeared into their classes leaving a lonely figure in the void.

Fuck! I'm gonna be late. Way to start another shitty day! Hurry Taehyung before he-

Mumbled the lone figure until someone slammed shut the door to his locker. He could have easily lost his nose if he were standing even an inch closer.

The boy's heart swelled at the feeling of a familiar presence, an awfully familiar, one that sent shivers down his spine, the familiar pungent cologne with the cidery flavor of cigarettes spread titillated his nostrils making him nearly puke his guts out, as he exactly knew who was standing behind him. He didn't dare to twitch even a muscle. Seeing this, that someone came close to him standing right behind him with his body pressing against the boy. Shuddered breath escaped his lips with cold sweat beading off of his forehead.

"Missed me, Honey?" The voice boomed so close to his ear. It left the boy jolting to the sudden chills curling his spine as if the strings of a guitar being plucked.

Taehyung's clumsy steps caused him to collide with the lockers, jolting him out of balance. A wave of unease washed over him, his throat tightening as he clutched the fabric of his pants, seeking solace in its familiar texture. Adorned with an aura of pure innocence, a pair of captivating dark eyes gracefully curved and embraced the contours of his face. Above them, a Roman nose sat with a small birthmark gracing the tip of his nose, a subtle mark of distinction. As he stood there, his lips, smudged and quivered, betraying his inner fear. Resting atop his face, a pair of thick-framed glasses sat hugging it dearly.

"I have a class now~ I-I need to go" He spoke mustering all the courage in every little cell making swift steps lugging forth for freedom, but it was not a queue at the Coffee Bar, he could trade places in. His breath hitched badly and his throat went dry when the person grabbed him by both of his shoulders and slammed him hard into the lockers.

"I don't think so, Nerd. How dare you talk back to me like a hoe?"

"Please Hoshi, Let me go~"

Taehyung stuttered badly, he felt like his soul would evaporate any second now and leave his poor helpless body all alone with the beasts to torture. Why does he have to suffer always? Why does he have to go through this every day? Why can't he be normal like the rest? Why he should always be the puppet to entertain others? Oh! It sucks.

"Woah, Look who grew a tongue but still no balls" Hoshi chuckled grabbing the boy from both collars, yanking at them rattling his already shaking soul.

"Have you forgotten, why I can't let you go? Or you have grown thick in the head. Should I remind you? Might as well help you a little hm?"

Hoshi darted his dark gaze right through the boy's glistening brown orbs leaving them to gloss up more. Grabbing his arm, Hoshi twisted it behind Taehyung's back leaving him to whimper and be on his knees at the former's mercy.

"I told you before and I am telling you again but for the last time, so hear me loud and clear" Sliding his other hand down from Taehyung's torso to his pelvis, the former invaded his privacy by cupping his hand over the clothed soft budge between his legs leaving Taehyung to give off a shuddered exhale.

"This body of yours, in my bed, for me to claim, for me to ruin is all I ask" Hoshi nuzzled in the crook of Taehyung's neck and sniffed the faint scent of sweet almonds and cocoa leaving the elder yearning for a bite.

"Can't you see, I'm trying so hard~ I want to be nice to you but you push me away leaving me desperate and mad, you know it's not hard for me to fuck you right here, right now in front of this Goddamn school... So, either you come willingly or I get what I want" Hoshi whispered his poison-like words into the trembling boy's ear giving a sharp squeeze to his crotch. Taehyung jolted at the feeling and pushed Hoshi's hand off of him swinging his body around to free his arm from the twisted position. He turned to look the bully in the eye.

Once again pulling his shit together, he sputtered a few words.

"I told you before Hoshi and I'm gonna repeat myself, I am not willing to accept your offer, I'm not interested in you or anything related to you, please stop bullying me-..." A subtle punch to the face left him to bite his words back and groan at the sting in his busted lip. Taehyung stumbled back.

"Ah~ Son of a bitch, you love to get on my nerves, Don't you? I was in such a good mood today, I thought we'd be spending quality time together, But you just don't deserve my mercy." Taehyung peered forth with vision blinded by tears while he held onto his jaw.

Why can't I fight back? I'm not weak. I shall not bow down and let him step over me as he wishes. No, I can't, I shouldn't! I am Kim Taehyung.

The thoughts pushed the boy to pull his fists up in front of him while his chest heaved with heavy breaths aching his insides brutally. Seeing this, a cackle broke past the bully's lip soon followed by that of the others around him.

"So, you gonna fight me now?"

"I don't want to hurt you, but if you proceed to bully me, I have no choice left but to stop you"

"What will you do? Hit me with those pretty hands, they can do better than just that you know, all wrapped up around me like a little slut"

"You are disgusting Hoshi-"

"I can be more if you want me to be, baby boy"

"Don't call me that, stay away from me or I will hurt you too"

"Ha~ What a joke! You think these words would scare me then give it a try, and give me your best" The former cackled with laughter watching the hesitant boy take a trembling step forth. Swinging his leg around, Hoshi lugged a kick right into Taehyung's ribs leaving the boy to fall like a house of cards.

No, I'm not as strong as him, I'm weak cause' I am Kim Taehyung, The Bullied! Taehyung groaned in pain, grabbing his side from where pain shot through his body.

"Why don't you just come along, why do you always ask for the hard way~ huh? Why can't you just be my little obedient slut like everyone else, that won't hurt much, well except in the bed, guess you are just a masochistic bitch then I will give you what you desire" Hoshi turned to his dogs.

"Give him a little treat boys, make sure it fills in his masochistic crave, so he stays more obedient the next time" A few words were that left the beasts unleashed to beat the boy in the abandoned corridor. Taehyung stayed on the floor groaning and whimpering in pain curling up into a ball with his arms held onto himself for dear life. Blood spurted from his mouth and his existence blossomed with bruises.

So, this is my fate! This is how I shall be treated. How I shall live. Like a punching bag for others. Pathetic, born to live such a miserable life.

The thoughts left Taehyung to feel his heart hurt more than the bruises on his body. He didn't even realize when his little bully session got interrupted until he felt lesser kicks hurled at his body.

"OYE, Why don't you pick on someone of your size huh~"

Sweet, feminine, and daring. She sounds so alluring! Who is she? WAIT SHE- Taehyung turned his head to the side directing struggling to look through his hazy vision. Yet he couldn't see well until his vision zoned in fully.

A hard jab to the jaw and a kick right to the middle of the chest.

A punch that broke two teeth with an uppercut dropped the body insentient.

A leg swing so swift that none could escape the brutality.

Taehyung forgot to breathe spectating the fighting skills. Karate? Taekwondo? No way this is far more professional. All he could see were five figures groaning on the ceramic floor with Hoshi on top of them lying like a dog lazing under the sun.

"You good?" The voice brought his gaze to detach from the scenes forth and travel toward the pair of black combat boots right next to his face. His gaze traveled up the figure's existence until he met eyes with the masked girl.

"Are you Okay?"

All Taehyung could see was a pair of big almond eyes with hazel orbs peering right back at him.

Are those honey islands? Or never faltering suns. Whatever of the two, but they are surely angelic. Is it my guardian angel?

"Did they leave you paralyzed or what? Can you hear me?" Bending down the girl reached her hand forth poking a finger to his cheek. Taehyung jolted at the touch as if electric jolts zapped through his existence, he placed both hands on the ceramic floor to support his aching body yet failed badly to even move.

The masked figure watched him struggle and leaned forth offering a hand. At first, Taehyung denied thinking of putting his savior in more chaos than he already has. But unfortunately, he couldn't move on his own. Without asking again, the Girl reached down to him and pulled him up wrapping his arm around her shoulder and supporting him to stand.

It was then that he realized that this little girl alone sent five bulky guys numb to the ground. It's impossible, right? She must have drugged them-... How come she did that? Who is she? Thought Taehyung staring at the one by his side.

The former brought him up to the principal's office and sat him on the comfort chair while Taehyung groaned feeling his body ache to the jab-like pain pulsating through his existence. It left him frozen in his senses to find her already assisting him, holding a tissue to his bleeding nose.

Her hand reached forth to the hem of his dangling shirt and she lifted it exposing his torso to which Taehyung jolted and scooted back yet failed to stop the girl. Blood rushed up to his face and he could already feel it much hotter than the sun's heat.

"Oh! This is bad, you should learn to defend yourself, they say Karma is a bitch, but trust me life is a bigger one and Karma is too lazy to keep up. So, don't wait for miracles, be one" Staring at her masked face and intense eyes in awe, Taehyung only managed to give a lazy nod.

"You'll be escorted to the hospital shortly, take care of yourself, and don't get beaten up next time"

With that, she took his hand and placed a small object in his palm. Giving him a last look the girl turned and walked out of the place leaving the boy to start at her silhouette in the void as an imprint from his imagination. Feeling the object in hand, Taehyung looked down at his bruised palm with a wrapped candy on top. This whole time his brain cells were frozen, his senses numb and consciousness shocked leaving his eyes wide like saucers that threatened to fall out of his sockets. He couldn't believe what he witnessed, it was like a Hollywood action movie with unexpected miracles, a fictional one where he found his guardian angel, or maybe he was hallucinating but the pain was too real to prove him wrong.

It was all real and it all happened right in front of him.

But for the first time in a long long while, he smiled genuinely feeling at peace. These affectionate moments were limited, although from a stranger, still they were just the right medicine for his wounds.

When dark love blossoms, It's like a flower in the night

A mysterious and dangerous sight, It rises from the shadows

With petals black as coal, And a scent that's both sweet and foul

For when dark love blooms, It brings pain, unable to regain

Yet still, I seek its bloom, Though my life would gloom

Let me bask in its shadows, let me embrace its dangerous grace

For when dark love blossoms, It's a beautiful deadly place.

When dark love blossoms, as a storm in the night

A tempest of passion, a violent delight

A fire that rages, a hunger that feeds

A love that consumes, it's a soulful deed

A feeling that's deep, a pain that's true

A need that's voracious, a love that's anew

A love that's forbidden, a love that's wild

A love that's unchanging, a love that's filed

When dark love blossoms, it's a love that's true

A love that's unyielding, a love that's for you

A love that's intense, a love that's so deep

A love that's forever, a love that's complete

Venom~

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