ᴋᴏᴏᴋᴠ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛ
That modern beauty & the bloody emperor
𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 & 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗿
ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀy ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀy ɴᴏᴛ ʙᴇ ꜱᴜɪᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀꜱ.
⚠️ Dark themes, obsession, and toxic dynamics(maybe).
Read at your own risk.
⚠️ This story contains obsession, control, and unhealthy dynamics.
Not a fairytale. Not a healthy love.
⚠️ Obsession isn’t love here. Power, control, and chaos ahead. Enter carefully.
⚠️ He doesn’t love gently.
This story contains toxic(maybe) and possessive behavior.
⚠️ Obsessive and possessive behavior
⚠️ Power imbalance (authority vs outsider)
⚠️ Psychological tension
control dynamics Emotional manipulation
Slow-burn toxic relationship development (maybe)
⚠️ Historical setting with strict rules and harsh societal norms
Themes of isolation and loss of freedom
⚠️ Time travel / displacement (modern to historical world)
ꜱʟᴏᴡ-ʙᴜʀɴ.
ᴏʙꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ɢʟɪɴᴛ.
ᴍᴀyʙᴇ ꜱᴜᴍᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰʀᴏᴄᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ.
ʰᵉ ᶠᵉˡˡ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ ᵗⁱᵐᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱⁿᵗᵒ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵃⁿᵈˢ ᵒᶠ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵒⁿᵉ ʷʰᵒ ʳᵉᶠᵘˢᵉˢ ᵗᵒ ˡᵉᵗ ʰⁱᵐ ᵍᵒ.
In a world that breathes rules, bloodlines, and silent cruelty, he didn’t belong.
He was never meant to be here. One moment, he was laughing in a noisy modern street, careless and chaotic like always…and the next, he woke up in a time where smiles meant weakness and kindness was a liability.
Silk robes, cold palaces, sharp eyes watching his every move this wasn’t a mistake.
Or maybe it was ?¿
He doesn’t understand the language of power, doesn’t follow the rules of survival here.
He laughs too loud, trusts too easily, and breaks traditions without even realizing it. And that’s exactly what catches his attention.
A man feared by all. Ruthless, controlled, and dangerously possessive. Someone who doesn’t believe in fate , until this strange, out-of-place boy crashes into his world like chaos wrapped in sunlight.
At first, it’s curiosity.
Then it turns into something darker. Something consuming.
Because the more the boy tries to stay himself in a world that wants to crush him…the more the man feels the need to own that defiance, to cage that light before it disappears.
But the boy isn’t weak. He bends, but he doesn’t break. And maybe… just maybe… this wasn’t an accident after all.
ᵐᵃʸᵇᵉ ʰᵉ ʷᵃˢ ˢᵉⁿᵗ ʰᵉʳᵉ ᶠᵒʳ ᵃ ʳᵉᵃˢᵒⁿ.
𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 & 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗿
(𝔉𝔱 :- 𝔨𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔳)
ᵇʸ - "𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝"
𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗻 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲 - 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 & 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗿
(𝔉𝔱 :- 𝔨𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔳).
That modern beauty & the bloody emperor -¹
If you are reading FAN-FICTION, then do not try to find logic sometimes lol, or try to connect it with your or the author's personal lives already lol. Just vibe with the rollercoaster of emotions. Just flow with the author's writing skill, because all authors put effort into writing, no matter if the story is copy/paste or they write every dialogue using their mind, wasting hours to think of a good, perfect dialogue. Even they take years to complete a story though. (Once I was a reader too, I know how it felt like when the author updates late, but what can they do? They get busy with their mess too. If you try to understand, they have their messy life to handle and deal with all that shit too.)
Chapter 1: The Wrong Time .
The noise was the last normal thing he remembered.
Honking cars, people shouting, music leaking from someone’s cheap speaker—everything loud, messy, alive. I was laughing - chilling around , running across the street without caring, my mind somewhere else like always. And then—Darkness Not the peaceful kind mind went blank ma eye start to blury everything seem so shut and low just by the next second i collapsed in street with thud people grather around me but none of them help I wasn’t even surprised because people are selfish and sacred to getting into mess offcouse i just smiled bitterly and everything seem black .
The kind that pulls you under surface something which you only saw in movie or just listen from your great grand-father the history.
When i opened ma eyes i sat with jerk for some minutes i thought this was very ridiculous and nonsense dream i've ever saw , silence greeted me Not quiet—silence.
The first thing i noticed was the ground Cold Hard Not concrete…something smoother Polished.
boy.
“…what the hell?”
**ma voice sounded too loud in the emptiness. I pushed maself up, ma head spinning, vision blurry for a second before it settled—and that’s when it hit me.
boy.
**This wasn’t his world and im very alive but where the fuck i'm .**
"i questioned to maself"
Tall pillars surrounded me, carved with intricate patterns which i'd only seen in historical dramas i stiffed by the unknown place where I standing all alone. The air smelled
different—clean, but so refreshing , No wires, No lights, No sound of engines, Car honking , people murmuring & humming Just stillness.
boy.
“…okay, not funny,” **i muttered, forcing out a nervous laugh.**
“Who’s messing with me?”
**i said while looking here and there .
I stood up fully now, brushing dust off ma clothes that suddenly felt too modern, too out of place.
Ma sneakers echoed softly against the floor as i took a few steps forward. Each step felt wrong. Like the world itself was rejecting me those marble neat and clean like some royal place. But i didn’t stop. That’s just who im and was & Properly will . Even when things didn’t make sense…i moved.
boy.
“Hello?”
**i called out, louder this time, ma voice bouncing off the walls.**
“Anyone here? This place looks expensive as hell, so someone better answer was just —”
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“Silence.”
** The word cut through the air.
I froze. Slowly, he turned. And that’s when i saw a man. Standing at the far end of the hall, like he had always been there.
Dark robes, perfectly draped. Posture straight, unmoving. His presence alone felt… heavy, Like the air had shifted just to make space for him For a second, neither of us spoke.
boy.
“…oh,”
**he breathed out, completely ignoring the tension thick in the air.
“So there are people here.”
boy.
Then, like nothing was wrong, he added—**
“Good. You can explain me why I’m in your palace.”
The man didn’t move.
Didn’t react But something in his gaze changed.
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“You speak,”
**the man finally said, voice low and controlled**
“as if you are not trespassing.”
The boy tilted his head, confused for a second… then scoffed lightly.
boy.
“Trespassing? I literally woke up here. You think I planned this?”
**No fear, Not even a hint And
that—that was new.
People around them start to whispering shit as always whom i noticed now .
unknown.
Unknown ¹ -
how can He(me) talk with king like this .
"every single person was shocked by the boy’s bold reply and moreover how shameless he is keeping eyes contact with the king"
People didn’t talk to him like this. People didn’t look at him like this the way that boy dared in history for the first time this happen.
The man took a step forward Then another.
Each step echoing like a warning Yet the boy didn’t move back, Didn’t lower his gaze Instead, he just watched him approach, curiosity flickering in his eyes like this was some kind of weird adventure instead of something dangerous.
boy.
“…you’re staring a lot,”
**the boy said casually.**
“Do I look that weird?”
**that boy said casually looking himself up to down , without knowing how his normal word having impact on that man.**
But this time, it wasn’t empty. It was building.
Because up close—closer than anyone dared to stand the man could see it clearly now.
The way he carried himself like he didn’t belong to this world. Like he didn’t understand it. Like he wasn’t afraid of it.
•••
“…what are you?”
**the man asked quietly.**
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
“Confused?”
**A dangerous answer, But an honest one. And for some
reason—that made something dark settle deeper in the man’s chest.**
Something worse, and that it that boy got his Interest.
The kind that doesn’t fade.
•••
“You shouldn’t be here,”
**the man said, voice lower now.**
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
“Yeah, no kidding,”
**the boy replied instantly.**
“So how do i leave?”
The man looked at him like he was measuring something invisible.
•••
“You don’t.”
**The words landed softly yet tint of harshness, But they felt like chains. The boy frowned, a small crease forming between his brows.**
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
“…what?”
•••
“You appeared within my palace,”
**the man continued, calm, composed… absolute.**
“You will remain until I decide otherwise.”
**There it was.
Ownership, even without saying it directly.
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
The boy stared at him for a second.
Then—“…wow,”
**he let out a short laugh Which more sound's like 🙂**
“You’re serious?”
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
Just that same unwavering gaze and for the first time something shifted. Not fear. But awareness. This wasn’t a joke. This wasn’t a dream. And the man in front of him—wasn’t someone he could just walk away from.
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
"lol , offcourse you are Serious Then I guess,”
**he said lightly**
“you’re stuck with me too.”
Silence fell again.
But this time—it wasn’t empty.
It was watching and somewhere in that silence…
something had already begun.
Something that boy wouldn't able to stop or will change Everything will broke every rule if the 𝗢𝗚.
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ѕhσut σut tσ mα mσσn🌙
That modern beauty & the bloody emperor (intro)
𝗦𝘁𝗼𝗹𝗲𝗻 𝗜𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗛𝗶𝘀 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲—𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆 & 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗿
(𝔉𝔱 :- 𝔨𝔬𝔬𝔨𝔳).
ᴇᴍᴩᴇʀᴏʀ ᴊᴇᴏɴ (ᴍʟ)
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗲𝗺𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗼𝗿 -
Jeon Jungkook -
𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗚.
ᴇᴍᴩᴇʀᴏʀ ᴊᴇᴏɴ (ᴍʟ)
30 year (he is into guys but hides it because it’s not appreciated for royal blood)
Cold, rude, smart, watches everything closely or you could say observes you in a way that he has known you since birth.
ᴇᴍᴩᴇʀᴏʀ ᴊᴇᴏɴ (ᴍʟ)
Hides his emotions very well, a pro in fighting skills, so good at horse riding and every other skill because he was trained since the age of 10, a kid who just lost his mum and was raised by his dad.
Got obsessed with “A unknown guy who just appeared in his kingdom” because he’s the only real man in his eyes who doesn’t fear him (but in reality, who knows).
Only listens to his dad’s orders (every single person fears 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗢𝗚-the great Jeon Jungkook).
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ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
𝗢𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝘆—
Kim Taehyung -
chaotic curious kid.
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
18-year-old boy with self-obsession (a femboy who just looks fragile but in reality he's totally opposite of his looks).
Looks sweet, but a tiger cub he is, a troublemaker who loves to mess around, a chaotic curious kitten he is who pokes his cute button nose into other businesses without thinking about what the real matter is.
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
Always gets into trouble but is a very humble and sweet boy, alive with utterly naive and kind nature, but can be a devil too (as you guys know, people change when they meet harsh reality and society).
ᴛᴀᴇʜyᴜɴɢ (ꜰʀᴍ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʀɴ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ)
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ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ ( 𝗢𝗚's ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ )
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ ( 𝗢𝗚's ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ )
Jeon Jimin - the emperor's one and only brother.
27 - younger Jeon, but is in a little space because of some trauma.
Already married, but his wife left after knowing that he is in his little space(sick in her eye).
too cute to handle, fluffy ball, and gonna meet soon a troublemaker like him.
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ ( 𝗢𝗚's ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ )
ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴊɪᴍɪɴ ( 𝗢𝗚's ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ )
Dramatic asf .
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Mɪɴ ʏᴏᴏɴɢɪ ᴀᴋᴀ sᴜɢᴀ (ᴊᴍ's ʙᴏᴅʏɢᴜᴀʀᴅ)
Mɪɴ ʏᴏᴏɴɢɪ ᴀᴋᴀ sᴜɢᴀ (ᴊᴍ's ʙᴏᴅʏɢᴜᴀʀᴅ)
Min Yoongi – the younger Jeon’s caretaker & bodyguard.
33-year-old Min takes good care of younger Jeon with such care and affection. Always serious, never smiles, does his work quietly, soft only for younger Jeon.
Same as 𝗢𝗚..he is....
Mɪɴ ʏᴏᴏɴɢɪ ᴀᴋᴀ sᴜɢᴀ (ᴊᴍ's ʙᴏᴅʏɢᴜᴀʀᴅ)
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That's all in preface -
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other intro u will get in further story ok .
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