In a land divided by bloodshed and ancient grudges, two kingdoms stand on the edge of ruin-each blaming the other for centuries of war. Prince Minho of the North is a warrior made of steel and frost, trained to lead with power and silence. Feared by his enemies and barely trusted by his own court, he hides behind a mask of cold indifference. He has never known softness, never been given the freedom to feel. Prince Jisung of the South is everything Minho is not-golden, vibrant, beloved. Raised in a palace of warmth and song, Jisung dreams of peace, not conquest. But behind his smile lies quiet sorrow: a soul tired of being dismissed for his gentle heart. When fate forces the two princes to meet at a rare diplomatic summit, sparks ignite-not of violence, but of something far more dangerous. Curiosity. Compassion. Longing. What begins as secret letters and midnight glances turns into a bond neither prince can ignore. But loving each other is a betrayal of everything they were raised to believe. As war looms once more, the truth of their forbidden relationship threatens to destroy them-and their entire world. But Jisung believes in love. And Minho? Minho is ready to burn the sky if it means protecting the only person who's ever seen the real him. Together, they risk everything. And in the ashes of the old world, they sow the seeds of peace-with love as their rebellion.

Han Jisung loves pink, oversized shirts, and everything soft and sparkly. He loves BL manhwa. He loves being spoiled. But there's one thing he will never, ever do: be someone's housewife. Enter Lee Minho. Calm. Handsome. Rich enough to buy the world. And apparently... convinced that Jisung should welcome him home like the perfect little spouse. Jisung refuses. He rebels. He hides, he sleeps early, he eats cheesecake while ignoring instructions... Basically, he does everything to drive Minho insane. Minho? Calm as ever. Gentle. Patient. Unshakable. And for some reason, every gift, every flower, every quiet apology makes Jisung want to scream-and maybe, just maybe... feel something he didn't expect. He's not Minho's housewife. Not even close. ...but being married to a CEO might be messier-and sweeter-than he ever imagined.

"Well, if I had the freedom to choose, we wouldn't even be having this conversation, Dr. Lee." Han Jisung thrives in it, in the way hands reach for him like he's something worth touching. But what would they say if they knew? Would they still whisper his name like a prayer, still dream of having a piece of him? Or would they finally see him for what he is? Not a god. Not an idol. Not untouchable. Just a boy. And boys get sent to therapy. in short: seemingly freaky, cocky and privileged jisung meets his match, Minho - his assigned psychiatrist

A harsh world survived by only those who are strong and ruthless. A world where humans are seen as nothing more than merchandise. Jisung, a human, falls to this world. Minho, a mystery, thrives in this world. How do their paths cross? What can they possibly learn through each other? They find use in each other. One for a journey, another for freedom. But that need for each other may soon turn into something more. The heart is impossible to fight against.

Han Jisung's mouth gets him into trouble. Again. This time, he accidentally insults the choreography of top dance student Lee Minho, and gets paired with him for a semester-long project right after. What starts as sabotage turns into tension, turns into late nights and almosts. But love isn't just about falling, it's about staying, even when things get hard.

[Lots of smut] Minho and Jisung come from powerful families. Both of them are sons of Korea's most successful CEOs. Rich, famous, and expected to be perfect. Now they're in the same university, studying business so they can one day take over their fathers' companies. Their dads hate each other. They're long-time rivals, always competing, always fighting for the top. So naturally, Minho can't stand Jisung. And Jisung feels the same way. At least, that's what they tell themselves. Because no matter how much they argue, glare, or pretend the other doesn't exist, they keep ending up together. In places they shouldn't be. In moments that feel wrong- but also impossible to stop. What's supposed to be hate turns into something messy. Something secret. Something dangerous. Hating each other is hard. But keeping their hands off each other? Even harder. Welcome to Hate Me Harder / Part 2. Disclaimer: You don't need to read Hate Me Harder Part 1. This is a completely different story. Still enemies to lovers. Still chaotic. After the first one became so popular {300k+ reads}, a spin-off just felt right. And this one? It might be even crazier... TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG

Minho coils an arm around his waist, presses his palm to the curve of Jisung's back. ''Posture, sweetheart.'' /// han jisung's ex is getting married - and jisung is invited to the wedding. he thinks there's no way this could end in anything but disaster and heartache. then his (extremely attractive) dance teacher, lee minho, offers to take him - as his fake boyfriend. /// completed

Lee Minho and Han Jisung are best friends, both members of a famous K-pop group. They jokingly flirt around from time to time, never something serious, until... Minho finds out Jisung has a princess kink. smut book lol TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG

han jisung is set up on a blind date by his best friend lee felix, lee minho is also set up on a blind date by his best friend. little do the two best friends know, they already have an awkward history. or shorter said, in which a highschool couple reunites by accident... top leeknow bottom jisung

"Wait-" Jisung started as Minho placed a hand on the door handle. He turned back to look at him, his face completely blank apart from one slightly raised eyebrow. There was something cold about the way Minho looked at the younger boy. Jisung faltered. "See you around," Jisung finished weakly. Minho's face didn't change. He switched off the light and left. •°. *࿐ newbie han jisung / reticent lee minho / roommates au •°. *࿐ 18+ themes baby stays avert your eyes :)