As the CEO of Way-ar Corp, Joss had to step in to sort out the chaos at SAN-DEE Cosmetic, his subsidiary. Apparently, the problem being faced is not that simple! After the Chief Executive was fired, Joss uncovered many conspiracies that became mysteries at SAN-DEE. However, that incident was also the beginning of his meeting with Fluke Gawin Caskey, the new Communication & Public Affairs manager who closely resembled his first love. Danai Ratchapakdee. Even their character and attitude show that they are the same person. Is it true that Fluke is Danai? What really happened? And, will Joss be able to maintain SAN-DEE, which he deliberately established as a manifestation of Danai's dream? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- While waiting for My Golden Blood, which has yet to show, Let's follow the story of Joss and Gawin in this tale first. ENJOY!

Jeon Jungkook is the Crowned God in Heaven and Jimin is the youngest prince of the Park family who ruled Hell. Both worlds had a connection with the human world according to the process of the afterlife. The governors in heaven and hell had a healthy relationship for a long time until one day and then they ended up being enemies. After the war between heaven and hell, the situation became the worst 😑 Unfortunately, The two princes of the realms were separated. Finally, they met once again in the human world, and at that moment, Jeon was still a god while Jimin was a human. 💥will their fate let them meet once again ?? 💥will they be successful this time ??? # mature scenes ✓ # jikook ✓ # bottomJm # topJk # romance #Taegi # NamJin Completed ✍

Step in to see how love unfolds between shubman and ishan ✨❣️

This book is a collection of many one-shots featuring our favorite duo, Ishu and Shubi, playing different roles in each story. Join this wild, fun-filled adventure where there is no logic... ummm... okay, there will be logic, but not much. Well, there will be something else (smut🔞🔞)... a lot! 😌👌 Hope you all enjoy my work. 🩵 NOTE: THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION AND HAS NO CONNECTION TO REAL PEOPLE OR EVENTS. IT'S CREATED PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT AND NOT MEANT TO OFFEND ANYONE. IF IT'S NOT YOUR THING, FEEL FREE TO SKIP IT. 🥰

Reader-requested Ishman one-shots - love, chaos, and everything in between. 💙 #1 in ISHMAN (6th December 2025)

"𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑴𝒂𝒋𝒐𝒓," 𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒍. "𝑹𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒌. 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆." 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒉𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒎 𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒌𝒏𝒖𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆. "𝑭𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇𝒇! 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 '𝒉𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒖𝒕𝒚' 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍 𝒎𝒆." 𝑺𝒉𝒖𝒃𝒎𝒂𝒏 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚, 𝒅𝒆𝒇𝒊𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒑 𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑯𝒆 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅. 𝑯𝒆 𝒔𝒍𝒂𝒎𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒓 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒔. 𝑯𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒏'𝒔.

Shubman thought he wanted freedom from his arranged marriage to a pure, small-town boy, but a cruel web of lies pushes his innocent husband to the absolute edge. By the time Shubman realizes what he's broken, it's too late-Ishan has signed the papers and disappeared into the rain. Now, consumed by a fierce, psychotic possessiveness, Shubman drag his husband back into his bedroom, determined to drape him in silk, lace, and an obsession so deep there is no turning back ❤️

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It is Ishman fiction so if you don't ship them please don't read "princess" said a male who was standing a little far from a cute short guy " I am not female so stop calling me that " said the short guy while pouting Ishan ( bottom) subhman ( top ) 18 +

They say some people leave. Abhishek Sharma never did. They say time heals everything. Ishan Kishan knows that's a lie. Four years ago, they were everything. Then they became nothing. Now fate has thrown them back onto the same field. As rivals. As captains. As strangers pretending they don't remember. Between old wounds, unfinished conversations, and a past neither of them can escape, one thing becomes painfully clear: Some stories don't end when people walk away.