ghost · abusive · dead husband · horror · supernatural · vengeful · dark romance · haunting · thriller · male lead
The midnight cold sharpened as you hurried along the empty street, the relief of Jungkook’s absence souring into a creeping unease. Footsteps paced theirs from behind, matched by a low, familiar whistle that froze the air. The darkness grew dense, suffocating. you halted, sensing a presence too close, too real. A voice, cold as a grave, whispered, “Sweetheart.” They turned slowly to face a waking nightmare: Jungkook, spectral and terrible, his eyes a smoldering red, his nails extended into cruel points—a ghost returned to claim what he had lost.