Book #1 of The Wrong Alpha series. This novel is a steamy alpha/omega enemies-to-lovers MM romance with a happily ever after. While mpreg exists in this world, it is only mentioned and does not appear on-page. This book can be read on its own or as part of the series The Wrong Alpha.

Book #4 of The Wrong Alpha series! Forced to marry an alpha three times his age after his first heat, Joshua no longer believes in happily ever after. Bound by a marriage of convenience to a distant husband who loves his first spouse, Joshua doesn't expect to ever know true love or attraction. But Seokmin changes everything. Lee Seokmin, his husband's alpha son. Seokmin is the only person in the world who makes Joshua feel like he belongs. Over the years, the connection between them grows into something more. Something they are not supposed to feel for each other. Something neither of them can control or resist. It's wrong on so many levels. They have to stop. But can they?

Book #5 of The Wrong Alpha Series! Alphas don't submit. They can't. It's a fundamental fact of life. But when Choi Seungcheol's rut turns deadly, Yoon Jeonghan has an impossible choice: Do the unthinkable and submit, or watch his best friend die. The act should have been degrading. Instead, it awakens a part of Jeonghan that shouldn't exist. Desire. Craving. Obsession. Seungcheol remembers nothing, but he knows Jeonghan is different-a bewildering, intoxicating mix of subservience and aggression. One touch could ignite a fire they can't control... and reveal the secret that would ruin them both.

Book #2 of The Wrong Alpha Series These feelings are utterly wrong. He's an impostor. But if he isn't? They're even more wrong. The last time Choi Wonwoo saw Seungcheol, Wonwoo was five and Seungcheol was sixteen. Wonwoo barely remembers him. He remembers adoring his brother and remembers missing him, but his childhood memories faded as he grew up. Fifteen years later, a man who calls himself Choi Seungcheol finally comes home after the war ends. He has documents that prove his identity, and he has Seungcheol's dark hair, blue eyes, and broad shoulders. There's no reason to think he isn't who he says he is-except for Wonwoo's strange, inexplicable attraction to the man who claims to be Seungcheol. Wonwoo refuses to believe he's that sick: related alphas and omegas can't be drawn to each other or get fixated on their sibling's scent. It's unnatural. It's perverse. Could he be an impostor? But if he is, who is he-and why is he pretending to be Choi Seungcheol? This book can be read on its own or as part of the series The Wrong Alpha.

When SEVENTEEN moves into a grand old mansion to save on dorm costs, they expect peace, space, and maybe a little luxury. What they get instead? Whispers in the hallway. Doors that close on their own. Lights that flicker when emotions run high. And worst of all-a house full of ghosts with a passion for matchmaking. From a piano that only plays love songs, to mirrors that reflect what they refuse to say out loud, the house doesn't just want them to live in it-it wants them to fall in love inside it. Now Jeongcheol is being haunted by a romantic ghost, Soonhoon keeps waking up in each other's beds, and Verchankwan is caught in a love triangle that even the spirits can't untangle. The scariest part? It's not the ghosts. It's how accurate they are about everyone's feelings. 🕯️ 13 members. 1 haunted house. 6 ships. Welcome to the place where the walls whisper your secrets, and love might just save your soul... or doom it forever.

the innocent boy from a small town came to a modern city to find a job to earn money and there is a person who does not know that the innocent boy is coming to his life very soon... . . . . . . . . . . . . . Bottom: jisoo Top: seokmin

"For them, it all started with a kiss, but for us, it started with you and I."

Where Wonwoo has trouble falling in love again and Mingyu just wants a one night stand

"THE TRUTH HURTS. THE LIE KILLS."

The sound of the keys echoed in the room, LED lights glowing in a soft pastel purple, illuminating the background behind the boy sitting at the desk, surrounded by monitors showing both the game and the live streaming platform's settings. [...] "Send me that photo, please," Mingyu said, noticing Chan had taken pictures of the two of them. He wanted those pictures for himself.