Knox has spent years perfecting the art of not giving a damn. He has spent his whole life keeping people at arm's length, working late shifts, smoking through the exhaustion, and surviving each day with the numb detachment of someone who learned too young that caring only leads to pain. The art club he joins for extra credit is supposed to be just another chore. Instead, he founds a new obsession and four artist that, turns out, aren't as bad as he thought. Knox doesn't want redemption. He doesn't believe in healing arcs or clean endings. But as the weight of his past presses closer, and the present demands choices he can no longer postpone, he's forced to confront a question he has never allowed himself to ask: What happens when running is no longer enough?

Sometimes, words are not necessary. Zen has been mute since the day he was born. Having grown up unwanted and on the streets, he unexpectedly found himself a hero in the prince of his country, Qi. The man had appeared when other children had been throwing stones at him, trying to drive him from the safety of the town's protective walls. Qi ends up saving him, and as thanks, Zen decided to dedicate his life to protecting his master. Years later, as tensions begin to rise with one of their much-larger neighboring countries, he finds himself and his master thrown into unfamiliar territory, both physically, and mentally.

Luca Moretti had never thrown a punch in his life. He was the kind of guy who tripped over his own feet, apologized to mannequins, and once even got scammed into paying double for a sandwich because he was too awkward to argue. Yet, despite his absolute lack of fighting prowess, every criminal, gangster and underworld scumbag in the world made sure nothing- absolutely nothing- ever happened to him! Why? Because Luca Moretti was the sweetheart of Damien Callisto, the most feared mafia boss in the world. And nobody, not even the coldest, most brutal assassins, wanted to deal with what would happen if Damien got even slightly upset.

Yu Zhou was just an ordinary dimension administrator in the vast universe until everything changed. One day, the dimensions dimmed, the small worlds trembled on the brink of collapse, and even the gods were powerless to stop it. At that critical moment, Yu Zhou bent down to tie his shoe, lost his balance, and fell straight into one of the collapsing dimensions.

Everyone at school swears Su Zhan's biggest problem is dealing with the ice-cold school heartthrob, Wen Mo. Cold? Distant? A walking "untouchable prince"? Please.Su Zhan has been watching Wen Mo for years-and he knows the truth: that crisp white shirt hides a wolf. A wolf who smirks when no one's looking, whose "polite" smiles never reach his eyes, and who, if you're unlucky enough to catch him off-guard, will ruin you with a single, deliberate touch. But Su Zhan never expected hisworld to flip. One minute, he's just... Su Zhan. The next? His beta status is gone, replaced by the chaotic storm of being an omega. And his first heat? It hits hard-right when he's trapped in an elevator with Wen Mo, of all people. Panic spikes as Su Zhan's pheromones spiral out of control, sweet and heady and dangerouslyattractive. "F-fuck off!" he snaps, scrambling back. "Just... go get me an inhibitor, Wen Mo. Now." Wen Mo doesn't move. Instead, he leans in, his voice a low, velvety purr that makes Su Zhan's knees weak. "Too late," he murmurs, eyes darkening. "Your levels are already spiking. You're not going anywhere." Before Su Zhan can protest, there's a sharp sting-a temporary claim, Wen Mo calls it, a "band-aid" for the crisis. But when Su Zhan wakes up the next day, something's... off. A strange ache lingers. A weird sensitivity to Wen Mo's presence. And why does his body keep achingfor more of that low, rumbling voice, that infuriatingly perfect touch? Oh, and did we mention Wen Mo's been acting differenttoo? Like he knows exactly what he did-and wantsto do it again. Now Su Zhan's stuck between two truths: 1) He's falling for the wolf who pretends to be a prince, and 2) That temporary mark? It's starting to feel a lot less... temporary.

"What's wrong?" He asked softly, grabbing Kai's arm and preventing him from running away again. "N-nothing." Kai whispered looking down at his shoes. Nicolas lifted Kai's chin and looked into his black eyes with a soft look. "I know something is wrong. Tell me." He coaxed moving his hand from Kai's chin to cup his cheek instead. "I don't like it when you laugh and smile with Rex" Kai mumbled. "I want you to only smile at me." _____________________________________________ Kai and Nicolas were best friends. They've always been best friends. Everyone around them craved to have a friendship as beautiful as theirs. Nothing could change it. Until something could. Something as simple as feelings.

Kaden Chauvet awakes in the same cold room that he remembers, seeing the reflection of pale viridescent eyes that scream curses at his mind. This is a beginning; a second chance that he would rather forsake than claim. Time has reversed, and he is back to play the role of an obedient fool-only, he no longer has any intentions of wagging his tail and committing the heinous crimes that he once did. He will save everyone; and then face his judgement. The judgement that comes in the raven-scaled hands of the heroic, slightly quiet, and son of the Dragon bloodline, Noah Bellamy. And yet the man claims, "I want to save you, fool." And another tearfully cries, "Please don't die. Not again, never again." And another's graceful voice pleads, "I don't wish to witness your demise again." Kaden stares, utterly confused. "What?" --- One sentence summary: In which a terrible sinner seeks redemption and amusement by relentlessly teasing an irritated dragon.

It's been 20 years since Gillen transmigrated into a child-rearing fantasy novel. Now that he's finally about to marry off his precious daughter Cecilia to the original male lead, he's ready to retire and enjoy his second life in peace. But an unexpected problem appears- "Honestly, I wasn't going to say this because you're Cecilia's father, but..." "...?" "I'm not interested in you, Duke." The problem? The second male lead himself-Ewan. Knowing all too well that Ewan's personality is highly questionable, Gillen tries to remove him from his daughter's life. Yet before he realizes it, everyone starts thinking he's just a creepy old man chasing after a guy 20 years younger than him. To clean up the misunderstanding, he promises to stay away from Yuan for good. "Thank you for the apology. I suppose this will be our final goodbye. Farewell." "...What? Final? What do you mean 'final'?!" But strangely enough, Ewan starts seeking Gillen out even more obsessively than before. Dear Second Male Lead, why are you doing this to me, not my daughter...?

Sect Leader Yi has been in isolation for years. The once blushing prince now sat behind closed doors with only his attendant and head disciple. On occasion he will go to events but he hasn't left the Island for many many years. Some say it was the death of his parents and brother that caused this. That the grief ate at him until he was turned like this. However, the more weary would see that after the mysterious death of Nie Asreal, the most hated man in the world, he hid his face and was never seen again. The mainland surrounding the Island make a pact to take The Island and Sect for themselves but the only way they can do that is if the current Sect Leader is dead... but where the hell is he?! Has someone returned to rescue him? (Updates three times a week)

A major ordeal has struck someone like me, a socially inept person who finds everything in life bothersome. Thanks to my average looks, I had been coasting through life effortlessly, but suddenly, I found myself the center of unwanted attention. And, as expected, I've somehow become Baek Eun-Seong, an extra whose sole joy is tormenting the main characters before ultimately meeting their downfall. Apparently, I've been kidnapped by the male protagonist, Cha Gil-Do... "Can I take a nap now?" "Are you out of your mind? Do you still not understand the situation?" "...Yes." I might be slow to grasp things, but hey, what's life, anyway? I'm just an extra, so I figure staying quiet will do the trick. I just want to be left alone to rest, but why are you keeping me locked up instead of dealing with the heroine?