Seungcheol knew Jeonghan, a bit very well. It was a high school rivalry that never ended. It was dragged so bad that in the present, Seungcheol and Jeonghan even clashed in a meeting of BSK with Rose Quartz with of course an excuse. But thanks to the CEO, Boo Seungkwan, everything settled down. It was a long story to be honest and Seungcheol knew that he would recall a lot of sour memories in the following days. Because his younger brother, Choi Seokmin was going to marry Jeonghan's younger brother, Yoon Joshua. But things took a 360 degree turn when his mom revealed an unexpected proposal, for him and Jeonghan. And what will happen when an anonymous identity tries to take control of Seungcheol's life? Happy Ending

BOOK #2 They say love heals scars, but Seokmin's scars were lessons-bitter reminders that twisted him into a creature of darkness. His life was a series of brutal lessons that shaped him into someone who burns with an unquenchable fire. Protecting his brother-in-law's assistant was both his best and worst decision, a choice that bound him to Joshua in ways he could never escape. Joshua was his-body, mind, and soul. His to break, reshape, and claim. No one could alter that, not Joshua, not even Seokmin himself. Seokmin's voice was low, his breath hot against Joshua's skin as he spoke, "I've never craved anyone as much as I crave you." Joshua's eyes were wet with fear as he tried to pull away. "You don't love me. You're just obsessed. Let me go." Seokmin's grip tightened as he leaned in, pressing his lips to Joshua's in a kiss both tender and demanding. "I'll let you go," he whispered against Joshua's lips, "but only when my soul is ripped from this body. And even then, who knows? Maybe we're bound beyond this life."

"In your quest to lay claim upon me, my body, my land, and my people, heed this, Seungcheol: my heart shall forever remain an unconquered fortress," Jeonghan declared, his gaze piercing as he locked eyes with Seungcheol. "Time shall reveal the truth of your words," Seungcheol retorted, his voice dripping with confidence as he firmly pressed Jeonghan onto the ornate bed, his actions a testament to his determination. With a resounding click, the door was sealed shut, amplifying the echoing protests that reverberated down the grand hallways, a mere backdrop to Seungcheol's smirk as he strode away. --- Emperor Choi Seungcheol of Sel, with ambitions as vast as the horizon, set his sights upon the expansion of his realm, yearning to conquer new territories and peoples. When presented with an opportunity to further his dominion by subjugating the Yoon Empire, Seungcheol seized it without hesitation. Among the spoils of his conquest, the heirs of the Yoon family were offered, and without hesitation, Seungcheol selected Jeonghan. #2 in Jeongcheol #1 in Seoksoo

Joshua didn't understand when it happened, but he was happy that it did. Being left alone at his own wedding, and to save him the embarrassment when his father asked for the brown-haired smiley man to marry Joshua, Joshua didn't like it. He wanted to go back home and end himself, but he didn't, and he's glad that he didn't. That's how he met Lee Seokmin, his husband, the love of his life. The man who loves him more than anything, who is ready to pluck out the stars from the sky if Joshua asked him to. The man who brings him flowers, who kisses him as if he's the only man he wants to kiss. The man who Joshua loves.

"What kind of creep are you? Stalking your own cousin?" Wonwoo looks up from his phone to see a tall man, dressed in basketball shorts and a jersey, his face flushed and breath heavy. "Sorry? Are you talking to me?" Wonwoo asks, pointing at himself. "Yes! You! Stop stalking Jia. Stop stalking my girlfriend!" Wonwoo freezes, his hands gripping his phone tightly, before he lunges forward, throwing his fist right into the other boy's jaw. "Why the hell are you referring to my girlfriend as yours?"

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.

Seungcheol and Joshua had been trapped in a tumultuous and suffocating marriage for two long years, their once vibrant love now overshadowed by constant arguments and toxicity. Enter Jeonghan, Joshua's loyal best friend who had been residing in Japan until a fateful decision brought him back to Korea. Jeonghan possessed an uncanny ability to bend the world to his will, and now, he found himself consumed by an intense desire for his best friend's husband. "Can you fathom the devastation that will consume Joshua when he discovers you spent the night with me?"Jeonghan leaned in close to Seungcheol, his voice a seductive whisper that sent shivers down his spine. His fingers traced the contours of Seungcheol's muscular biceps, his gaze fixated on him with an almost predatory intensity. Seungcheol fought to maintain his composure, his voice trembling as he attempted to push Jeonghan's hands away from his body. "You wouldn't dare... would you?" he managed to utter, his voice strained with a mix of fear and defiance. A sinister chuckle escaped Jeonghan's lips, filling the room with an unsettling resonance that sent a wave of dread crashing over Seungcheol. The weight of uncertainty settled upon him, leaving him to wonder if Jeonghan would truly follow through on his wicked desires. A JEONGCHEOL FANFIC

Being an idol was a bit hectic for Seungcheol but he loved his job very much. As an escape from his busy life, he had joined an art centre where people of all ages used to come to either learn painting or just create masterpieces while interacting with the fellow artists. Seungcheol made an unexpected friend there who was a six year old girl named Yoon Jiah. Both of them didn't know about each other's family and all, they were just best friends. But one day, Jiah's father came to pick her up. And Seungcheol could swear on his life that it was NOT a pleasant surprise at all. Happy Ending