After years of raising his young daughter alone, Chan has gotten used to surviving on little sleep, cold coffee, and pretending everything is under control. Between work, parenting, and constant exhaustion, romance is the last thing on his mind. Then he meets Minho, a calm, sharp-tongued doctor who somehow sees through him immediately. What starts as a few unexpected hospital visits slowly turns into late-night conversations, shared meals, and someone waiting with the light still on when Chan comes home tired. Minho never planned to get attached to a struggling single father and his clingy little girl, but before he realizes it, they begin to feel like home. As Chan tries to balance fatherhood, responsibility, and feelings he thought he buried years ago, Minho finds himself learning that caring for people goes far beyond hospital walls. Sometimes healing comes from the people you least expect.

Twelve years ago, Shen Wenlang (Alpha/Iris) and Sheng Shaoyou (Alpha/Bitter Orange Rum) were forced into a mission that turned them into bitter enemies. Now, they rule the city's underworld, their clashing pheromones a constant threat to anyone caught in their crossfire. In the center of their war stands Gao Tu, Wenlang's quiet, "Beta" secretary who hides a sweet Milk and Honey scent behind a mask of Sage. He thought he was safe-until he met Hua Yong, the ethereal CEO of X-Holding.this story is a bit more hua yong and gaotu

"Do you really think I'll let you go... after knowing you're carrying my child?" Silence. "I'm not yours." A dark chuckle escaped his lips. "Your body says otherwise." A hand pressed against his stomach-possessive, claiming, inescapable. "You are carrying my blood...love..." his voice dropped to a whisper, lethal and soft, "you are mine....only mine" ***:::::******

it's a Hualang story abo desire story with some different plot and feelings my own imagination of what if. don't read if you don't like this story all characters and names are taken from novel abo desire by nongjian English is not my first language so please ignore grammatical mistakes if you see All photos are taken from Google or Instagram or edited with the help of chat gpt this is my first story Hope you like it

Driven by a dark need to save Juhoon from the multi-billion won tax evasion scandal that bankrupted BRIGHT ENTERTAINMENT, Martin is willing to do everything on his power to save Juhoon, While Martin's family wealth wiped his debt , Juhoon was left drowning with a debt he was not able to repay. Desperate to pull Juhoon from the wreckage, Martin dragged them both into the provocative, high-stakes world of boy's love drama; the only industry open enough to touch their ruined names. Martin convinces himself that his actions are for Juhoon's survival forgetting about Juhoon's wills and his own love for his Juhoon... Welcome to the disturbing and tragic world of SAVIOR'S SYNDROME (marhoon)

"My professor is my roommate!?" "Ground rules!?" "My life's officially fucked up." 🥇#topbangchan (21/02/2026) & (06/03/2026) 🥇#bottomleeknow (31/03/2026) 🥇#straykidsff (10/04/2026) Start - 19/02/2026

One tired man with a protective past. One prickly florist with a soft heart. In the quiet corners of a Seoul flower shop, a "Gentle Giant " and his "Prickly Florist" stop merely surviving and start building a kingdom of their own. From the grit of the warehouse to the soft, chaotic joy of a growing family, they discover that the only thing more powerful than the armor they wear is the person who finally makes them put it down. Some flowers don't just grow; they fight to bloom.

Stalker. Assassin. Simple prey. Simple target. Unless talk about psychological paranoia. (Contains violence.) 🥇#contractkiller (06/02/2026) & (18/03/2026) 🥇#topbangchan (01/03/2026) Start - 04/02/2026

Minho never expected college to feel like stepping into a new life. He planned on quiet mornings, pink sweaters, sketchbooks filled with half-finished ideas, and a tiny dorm that smelled like laundry detergent and freedom. He didn't plan on him. Professor Hwang Hyunjin wasn't just another instructor on campus. He was a name spoken with respect, a presence that made rooms fall silent, a figure as precise and untouchable as the art he created. Strict. Sharp. Controlled. The kind of man who lived behind rules and expected others to follow them. Minho was supposed to be just one more student in a crowded room. But from the moment their eyes met- from the second Minho saw the way Hyunjin looked at him like he was something worth studying- everything tilted. A student shouldn't look at his professor like that. A professor shouldn't look back. Yet they fall into a game neither of them names: stares held too long, breaths caught too easily, careful steps across a line neither of them should cross. It's messy. It's fragile. And sometimes, it's the one thing that can ruin everything. This is a story about want disguised as curiosity, rules bent under pressure, emotions that grow in the quiet moments, and two people trying-and failing-to pretend they don't feel what they shouldn't.