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.

Wonwoo can't stand Mingyu. He's loud, obnoxiously charming, and worst of all, he always seems to be around-teasing, joking, flashing that stupidly perfect smile like he knows exactly how to get under Wonwoo's skin. Every interaction feels like a battle of patience, and somehow, Mingyu always wins.

Mingyu was no ordinary kid. He was the eternal beauty, the admirable athlete, the beauty with brain and the campus crush who owns a heart of gold. There was no single soul in the campus who don't know the existence of Kim Mingyu. Even the teachers adore him a lot because of his outstanding manner and reputation. And of course, being popular and good looking he was, anyone can tell that he was famous around girls. There is no need to investigate, anyone can predict, all the girls in the campus may have fallen for him at least once in their lifetime. To not feel any romantic feeling towards Kim Mingyu as a girl is such an obvious lie and everyone seems to be agree on that. With his gorgeous classmate by his side, the duo seems to be a perfect match for each other. Choi Tzuyu, the beauty queen that success to capture many hearts was indeed in love with his dear best friends, and by the help and support from the school shipper, she was able to confess her love and date the Kim perfect Mingyu effortlessly because apparantely they both share the same feeling. Everything goes smoothly as there was no single opposition towards the couple throughout the year. Everyone love seeing them together and was expecting for them to be together forever. But, what happen if a transferred bad boy comes to the class and start harassing the mysterious kid who always seem to be in his own world? Will Mingyu finally notice the kid with the total opposite characteristic of him who everyone seem to despise and ignore?

What I missed out on noticing were two major things: One, A person standing outside the dance hall keenly waiting for my call... And two, A pair of cold-looking eyes stealing a long, content glance at me through the rear view mirror. #7 in #svtmingyu #7 in #svtwonwoo #71 in #jeonwonwoo #91 in #kimmingyu #495 in #minwon lol

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.

jihoon can do it himself. he wants to do it alone. he doesn't need help from his lacking baby daddy. but he realizes rather quickly that it's not that simple.. • #1 in jihoon •

When quiet, cat-loving barista Lee Jihoon is suddenly dragged into a world of blood, power, and secrets, he learns he was never as ordinary as he thought. Mafia boss Kwon Soonyoung, known for being ruthless and unreadable, claims Jihoon as his arranged fiancée-payback for a long-forgotten debt Jihoon's father left behind. But Jihoon isn't someone to be controlled easily.

he's got the softest eyes and the warmest heart, but no one's ever bothered to get close enough to see it. '𝙈𝙚𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙨 𝙖𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧' - 𝙗.𝙧 ::this work is fictional and not intended for defamatory purposes