He left with nothing but pain. He came back carrying everything he never said. --- Six years ago, Jeonghan disappeared without a word-cutting off all ties and vanishing overseas. To Seungcheol, it was abandonment. To their friends, it was heartbreak. But to Jeonghan-it was the only way to keep his brother alive. Now back in the city he once called home, Jeonghan finds himself face to face with everything he ran from: A past lover who still burns under his skin. A friend group that no longer feels like his own. And a twin brother whose trauma left him fractured and forgetful. Jeonghan is haunted by secrets-some buried, some walking beside him every day. Seungcheol wants answers. Jeonghan wants to forget. But the past is never done with either of them. And the truth is coming back with a vengeance.

Awards: Cupid mini award 2026 best Title winner🏆 They said a red string ties soulmates together. Invisible. Unbreakable. Inevitable. Wonwoo never believed in it. Love, destiny, soulmates, all sounded like theories people made when reality hurt too much. He believed in logic, late-night studies, silence, and keeping his heart locked somewhere no one could reach. Seokmin believed in love like it was oxygen. Too loud. Too honest. Too hopeful. He loved easily, laughed easily, and fell hardest of all. They didn't try to find each other. They just... did. Between medical textbooks, late-night breakdowns, jealousy, distance, mistakes, feverish confessions, long-distance calls, rough apologies, and soft forgiveness, the red string kept pulling them back together. No matter how hard they resisted. Around them was chaos disguised as friendship. Mingyu, the loud idiot with a soft heart, loved Seungcheol like it was war and peace at the same time. Seungcheol, steady and terrifyingly devoted, who would burn the world quietly if it meant protecting what was his. Joshua, the observer with a sharp tongue, pretending he didn't care while caring the most. And Seungkwan, all honesty and emotions, cursing everyone while loving them fiercely. They grew up together. They broke each other. They healed together. And somewhere between jealousy and laughter, distance and devotion, they learned that love isn't gentle. It's chosen. Every single time. ~ Signature Dialogues Wonwoo: "I don't believe in fate... but I believe in you. And that's worse." Seokmin: "I loved you even when you made it hard. Especially then." Mingyu: "If loving him is a mistake, I'll happily fuck it up again." Seungcheol: "I don't raise my voice. I end arguments." Joshua: "I'm surrounded by idiots... unfortunately, they're my idiots." Seungkwan: "This is not a friend group, this is a crime scene."

Seokmin returns to Seoul years after losing the omega he loved, burdened by regret and a bond that never faded. Joshua-his childhood friend, first love, and everything in between-vanished without a trace, leaving only memory and scent behind. While Seokmin searches a city full of people, Joshua lives far away, carrying his own scars and reasons for staying hidden. Time has passed, but instinct refuses to forget. Some loves never truly end.

Wrote this book in honor of my 2 favorite ships from bts and svt, taekook and minwon. --- There were two kinds of legends at Hwanil University. The kind who got perfect grades, led student clubs, and made professors smile-and the kind who looked like they'd stepped out of a drama, dazzling everyone with a single glance in the hallway. Jeon Wonwoo was both. A second-year student majoring in literature and a prominent member of the student council, Wonwoo kept to himself, glasses low on his nose, eyes forever lost in books. He spoke softly, smiled rarely, and blushed easily-especially when praised. Despite his quiet nature, his name passed through lips all over campus, always paired with phrases like "so pretty," "so smart," or "so mysterious." And then there was Kim Taehyung, a third-year art student and the proud leader of the university's drama club. He was loud where Wonwoo was silent, sunshine where Wonwoo was moonlight. With his signature boxy grin and bright-patterned scarves, Taehyung lit up every room he walked into-and left hearts in disarray behind him. Neither expected their lives to change with the arrival of two first-years. Mingyu and Jungkook met in high school-bonding over football, snacks, and a shared talent for making girls squeal and boys grumble. The duo had one simple goal: dominate the university football team and live their best lives. Two younger brothers. Two older brothers. One campus full of chaos, crushes, and competition. And neither Mingyu nor Jungkook had any idea that the person they were falling for... was the other's older brother

Broken heart. Wrong club. Right man. Yunho thought his life was over when his shallow ex-girlfriend dumped him for a richer man. Drowning his sorrows in a gay club his friend tricked him into visiting, he planned to pass out and forget everything. That was until Mingi-a devastatingly handsome, muscular stranger with a waist that should be illegal-snatched the drink out of his hand. What starts as a drunken, impulsive hookup ends with a shocking sobriety: Yunho, who thought he was straight, has fallen head-over-heels for a powerful, wealthy man who looks like a dream. But Mingi isn't just a fling; he's an heir to one of Korea's richest families, and he wants Yunho to be his boyfriend. Can Yunho overcome his insecurities, his confused past, and the terrifying idea of falling in love with a man who is worlds above him, all because of one night of reckless abandon?

The tale of prince seungcheol and his Kingdom. 4.12.23-23.1.24 Top Achievement #1 in verkwan

Vernon: He's used to seeing through the masks of the world-but one scent, sweet and sharp like tangerine, makes him stop. For the first time, he wants something he can't have. Kwan: Invisible. Untouched. Unwanted. Until a presence enters his quiet life, warm and impossible to ignore. Suddenly, being seen feels...dangerous, and thrilling.

►Wherein two Hyungs started their confession after a cute argument because of a simple drink. // drink#1◄

Yoon Jeonghan was everything you could want in a 34-year-old alpha, attentive, charismatic, dedicated, sweet, in good financial health, and a charming personality. The coffe-scented alpha was a pediatrician with at least 6 years of experience and the head of the Respiratory Diseases ward in the pediatric section of Seoul Hospital. What no one imagined was that he was married to none other than Hong Jisoo. As you heard, he was. The pediatrician and the renowned plastic surgeon were married for a year. At first, it was all the marriage of dreams. But love did not sustain everything. After six months of marriage, their schedules did not coincide. Joshua could not attend family dinners with the Yoons because he had surgeries or conferences. Jeonghan came home exhausted from his shifts and drained to the bone marrow. They both loved each other, but when they spent little time next to each other and communication was scarce, the dose of communication and maturity required to combat that virus that put them in quarantine was eradicated. They only had intimacy on Jeonghan's ruts or Joshua's heat. Jeonghan desperately wanted to have a child, but Joshua did not feel ready yet. They tried to reconcile their calm with false ansilytics called "we'll talk about this later." Each unspoken word was a small calculation that accumulated in their gallbladders, forming a lithiasis that would become complicated in 33 ways. Two years after that divorce, the omega hid in one of the rooms in the specialist rest-room. Jeonghan, who was leaving the guard and entering his room, did not expect to find his ex-husband smelling so delicious and babbling his name as if it were the antidote to his pain. They did not want palliative care. They wanted a serum for that love that they denied and that their halves wanted to live again. In medicine, two and two are not four, but they would achieve the exact dose by placing a Love IV.