Taehyung, an ancient-era man, finds himself in a strange new world after a car accident, inhabiting the body of a modern husband with a cold, stoic military spouse, Jungkook, and a neglected young son, Taegguk. The original Taehyung was vain, distant, and resentful, leaving his family on the brink of collapse. Now, armed with a fresh perspective and a desire to make things right, Taehyung dives into his role as a devoted husband and father. Through cooking, care, and unwavering love, he melts Jungkook's icy exterior and wins over his adorable son, turning a broken household into a warm, loving home. But can his efforts heal old wounds and spark a romance that was never given a chance? A heartwarming tale of rebirth, family, and second chances at love.

Han Jisung- a sweetheart, an accountant, an introvert with one friend. He belonged nowhere near the underground world of crime thriving under the shadows of the city. Sudden circumstances said otherwise. Lee Minho- a gangster with a dark past and scars to show for it, cold hearted and rough. He belonged to the shadows, learned how to control them. Tricked by his shitty boyfriend, Jisung takes the fall for a drug exchange gone wrong. But he finds one spark of luck within the pile of unlucky ashes he is buried in- a gangster offers him mercy--- and so much more as he falls into the world of violence and crime. Growth, flaring tempers, deep emotions, and most of all- a sprout, a hope, for love. Their entanglement would change everything within themselves. For better? Or for worse? Only time will tell.

Enemies to lovers. Friends to survivors. One infected world. Lee Minho and Han Jisung have hated each other since freshman year. The top of the class and the class clown-total opposites, constantly at each other's throats. Their insults echo through the hallways louder than the morning bell. It's all part of the routine at Silverpoint High. Until one ordinary afternoon, everything shatters. The school intercom goes silent. Phones stop working. And one by one, students start turning-into bloodthirsty monsters with no trace of humanity left. Trapped inside the building, only eight remain uninfected: Minho, Jisung, and the rest of their tangled, chaotic friend group-Bang Chan, Seungmin, Hyunjin, Felix, Jeongin, and Changbin. Now it's not about grades or grudges. It's about survival. Secrets unravel. Friendships are tested. And amidst the horror, something unexpected brews between two enemies who were never meant to care for each other. But in a world that's already fallen apart, can love still find a place to grow? ⚠️Warning • gay • blood • swearing • sexual content • smut(?) Note: This is not to ruin the image of stray kids and only for minsungers like me. If you are uncomfortable, then kindly don't read. Side ships: •Hyunlix •Chanmin •Jeongbin •Ryeji •Chaelia •Beomjun •Taebin

BOOK #1 "I'm not just a pretty face, Seungcheol. Underestimate me at your own risk." Jeonghan glared at Seungcheol, stepping into his personal space. "You might be a model, but you've just walked into a whole new kind of runway - my world." Seungcheol husked out as he grabbed Jeonghan's jaw, tilting his head up and connecting their lips. One year, without a single slip-up. That's all Seungcheol needs - a marriage of convenience to divert media attention and stabilize his company. But what he didn't anticipate were the distractions Jeonghan would bring into his meticulously controlled life. The real catch? Convincing Jeonghan, the boy he once rejected in high school, to agree to this arrangement. Can they survive a year of this delicate dance, or will old wounds and new sparks complicate their plan?

BOOK #4 He didn't walk into my life - he bled into it. Like smoke curling under locked doors, like rot blooming behind a smile. They say the Devil knocks. But Soonyoung never needed to. He found the cracks in me, the ones I sealed with silence and stitched with obedience, and whispered through them like a hymn - dark, low, addictive. He calls me little heart, like I'm something fragile he plans to keep broken. And I keep coming back, not because I'm brave - but because I've forgotten the taste of salvation. And damnation, when it wears his face, feels almost holy. ---- I never wanted heaven. Too clean. Too quiet. Give me the boy who flinches at kindness and claws at cruelty like it's the only language he knows. Give me Jihoon. My little heart with iron in his spine and rot tucked behind his ribs. He thinks he can outrun the dark - sweet thing hasn't realized I am the dark. And I've already wrapped my hands around his throat, not to hurt him - but to make sure he never leaves. He prays. I answer. Every time, in blood, in fire, in a love so sharp it cuts both ways.

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.

BOOK #2 They say love heals scars, but Seokmin's scars were lessons-bitter reminders that twisted him into a creature of darkness. His life was a series of brutal lessons that shaped him into someone who burns with an unquenchable fire. Protecting his brother-in-law's assistant was both his best and worst decision, a choice that bound him to Joshua in ways he could never escape. Joshua was his-body, mind, and soul. His to break, reshape, and claim. No one could alter that, not Joshua, not even Seokmin himself. Seokmin's voice was low, his breath hot against Joshua's skin as he spoke, "I've never craved anyone as much as I crave you." Joshua's eyes were wet with fear as he tried to pull away. "You don't love me. You're just obsessed. Let me go." Seokmin's grip tightened as he leaned in, pressing his lips to Joshua's in a kiss both tender and demanding. "I'll let you go," he whispered against Joshua's lips, "but only when my soul is ripped from this body. And even then, who knows? Maybe we're bound beyond this life."

**Warning** This story contains Fluff AND Smut ( smut is towards Middle / End...........maybe😏 ) **finished story, end of book is Oneshots** Lee Jihoon, That's all Soonyoung wanted. He wanted Jihoon. Sure, the screaming fans and the gifts they gave were nice. But as soon as Jihoon walked into his life, he wanted nothing more than him. But with school being the only place to communicate with him, he was no match for is crush. He was an Idol, Jihoon wasn't ( at the time )... He was popular, Jihoon wasn't well known... Jihoon was smart, so he had different classes and a tight schedule... They shared a dorm, but even then, Jihoon was focused on School, Homework, and Sports ( baseball ) and locked himself away in his room to work. So how. How was Soonyoung going to reach his goal. How was he going to get Jihoon to like him?

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