The cold, metallic air of the room tightened around Taehyung's throat as Jungkook's grip intensified. "Aaahh!!!! Leave me!!! Leave me, Jungkook!!!" Taehyung screamed, punching at the unyielding hand. "Leave you? Hahahahahaaa! After what you had done! Do you think I'll leave you? Hmm?" Jungkook's voice was dangerously close. "Wha-what a-are you talk-talking about, what I did?" Taehyung choked out, fear making his voice shake. "Huh!" Jungkook chuckled, a chilling sound. "After killing my unborn child, you are asking me that? You committed a sin! You killed my child, my unborn baby, my champ, my sunshine, my only one light! Why? Whyyyy... You knew how much I loved that baby! Then why you killed the one and only hope of my darkest world? You abort our child, our baby, Tae- oh, sorry, Park Taehyung." Horror washed over Taehyung, his body going numb. "H-h--how di-did y-you know?" he stammered. "I know much more, Park Taehyung. You just wait and watch how I'll make your happy married life and your son's life hell. Now I will show you who JJK is. Now I will show you mafia JJK side of mine." But little does Jungkook know, Taehyung's married life is far from happy; it's a misery he couldn't possibly imagine. The air crackled with the weight of Jungkook's words, promising a brutal reckoning for Taehyung's past actions, unaware of the present torment Taehyung already endures. Mentioned Abuse Rape Torture Force sex (maybe) Dark romance M-preg Smut Attempt Suicide Fluff (little) Agnst

He never said he was mine. He just never left. Phuwin Tangsakyuen learned early that staying was a choice. People came and went-friends, routines, places-everything temporary if you waited long enough. Staying meant intention. Staying meant attention. Staying meant you had already decided the outcome. That was why he didn't stay for most people. He left rooms when conversations dulled. He left parties before anyone noticed. He left before attachments formed. Control lived in distance. Then there was Pond Naravit. Pond didn't arrive like a disruption. He didn't demand space or attention. He simply existed-open, unguarded, unaware of the way eyes followed him. He spoke easily. Trusted easily. Let people linger where they shouldn't. Phuwin noticed him the way one notices a weak point in a structure-quietly, instinctively, knowing it would matter later. He told himself it was nothing at first. A shared hallway. A shared class. A shared room. But then he stayed. He stayed when he could have left. Stayed when silence would have been easier. Stayed when distance would have kept him safe. Phuwin didn't touch. Didn't confess. Didn't claim. He just stayed. And somewhere between watching and waiting, between restraint and want, staying stopped being a choice- and became a vow.

Phuwin Tang doesn't believe in love-but he does believe in leverage. So when his father tries to marry him off to the one person he swore he'd never go back to, Phuwin does the only thing he's good at- He finds something better. Something stronger. Something ruinous. A video. And at the center of it? Pond Naravit. Powerful. Untouchable. Dangerous. And the one man who has hated him for years. So Phuwin makes him a deal. A marriage for silence. A ring in exchange for ruin. It should've been simple. Fake smiles. Separate lives. No feelings. Except nothing about Pond is simple. Not the way he looks at Phuwin like he already knows every weakness. Not the way he refuses to touch him when it matters- and chooses someone else instead. Not the way their fights feel a little too close to something else. Something sharper. Hotter. Harder to ignore. Because somewhere between blackmail and champagne toasts- between quiet nights and unspoken claims- the line between enemies and something far more dangerous begins to blur. And when the truth finally surfaces... It won't just destroy their marriage. It might destroy them.

"IT'S A PHUWINPOND STORY." In a world built on legacy, contracts, and names that carry more weight than the people who inherit them, two lives quietly collide under circumstances neither of them chose. Pond moves through life like he's trying not to disturb it-soft-spoken, careful, always a step back from taking up too much space. He smiles easily, but never lingers where he feels like he doesn't belong. Phuwin, on the other hand, exists in precision and silence-controlled, composed, and far too used to keeping everything exactly where it should be. When their worlds overlap, nothing about it feels simple. Not the distance between them. Not the way conversations stop short. Not the way presence alone begins to mean more than words ever do. Surrounded by people who see too much, say too little, and understand far more than they should, both of them are forced to navigate something that doesn't fit neatly into expectations or arrangements. Some things are written down. Some things are carefully agreed upon. And some things begin quietly-without permission, without warning, and without ever asking to be noticed.

Dan Nua & Jayden

Cursed to die at twenty-one, Khem turns to Master Peem, the shaman who once loved him in another life but now denies him coldly. Yet jealousy and fate keep pulling them back into each other's arms, their desire too raw to resist. With Chan and Jet at his side-and Ramphueng's vengeance haunting every breath-Khem's only chance at life may be the very love Peem swore to bury.

Dao x Sun

Different thai bl couple one shots, please feel free to leave recommendations on my posts, thanksss

Sheng Shao You, a former assassin, has left his lethal past behind to reinvent himself as the CEO of a thriving company. Known as a business powerhouse, everything seems to go exactly as he plans. However, the shadows of his past still linger, threatening to unravel the life he has so carefully built. Hua Yong, the heir of a vast multinational conglomerate, appears to have it all-wealth, power, and influence. Yet beneath his polished exterior lies a burning desire for revenge over his late parents' deaths, a quest that could uncover long-buried secrets about his family's past. When he learns that Sheng Shao You is somehow tied to the events of his past, he finds himself torn between his thirst for vengeance and an undeniable attraction to the enigmatic CEO. '' Are you sure your company is the best at this?" Sheng Shao You could barely tolerate the person in front of him. His hand itched to grab a knife and slash his throat, but he stayed silent, taking the documents from his hand. ''I'll take full responsibility for the mistake. If you wish, we can discuss the cost together'' Sheng Shao You said evenly, his tone calm but firm. He stepped slightly closer, closing the distance just enough to be noticed, but not enough to challenge. "There's another way you can cover the damages" Hua Yong said, leaning forward, so the shadow of his face fell across Sheng's documents like a curtain. His tone lowered, sharp as a knife. -Then how can I repay you for the damages? His eyes were filled with determination, ready to do whatever it took to protect his company's reputation from being destroyed. -☆Shine21

Will be writing short stories about Hua yong X Sheng mainly Shen Wenlang X Gao Tu Huasheng x Lele And other ghost ships