BOOK #5 What do you get when you try to cure poison with poison? A catastrophe. Shattered glass. Screams behind closed doors. And one infuriating novelist who keeps dragging me into his worlds like I belong there. This wasn't in the fine print when I accepted the assignment. A forged identity. A counterfeit guardian. A wolf dressed in security black, slipped into the orbit of that wide-eyed storm who never stops narrating his own life. Boo Seungkwan- the Kwon empire's beating heart, their vulnerable hinge, their radiant little jewel my family demanded I tarnish with my own hands. That was the blueprint. Cold. Straightforward. Merciless. And it was working. Perfectly. Until it wasn't. Until my gaze kept drifting back to him. Until my jaw betrayed me with a smile at his ridiculous plot twists. Until desire coiled hot and sharp in my lower spine- unwanted, relentless, shameful- every time he breathed out "captain," voice dipped in honey and lips flushed like sin itself. And the structure of my life- the oaths, the schemes, the years of inherited rage, the bloodline I was chained to- all of it fractures. Splinters. Falls apart at the slightest tilt of his head. Because the most fatal enemy isn't the one you're sent to kill- it's the one you start wanting to keep.

In the heart of Seoul, Choi Seungcheol rules the underworld with cold, ruthless power-his only weakness, the family and brothers he swore to protect. On the other side of the city, Yoon Jeonghan, a quiet doctor burdened by loneliness and a dark past, clings to faith as his only reason to live. Two worlds-blood and shadows, faith and silence-were never meant to meet. But fate has other plans. When their lives collide, love will rise where vengeance rules, and hearts will be tested between loyalty, betrayal, and desire.

Set in the 1980s, in a village where traditions hold more power than dreams. Tara-a young woman trapped by societal expectations, burdened by rejection, and scarred by loss. With nowhere left to turn, she finds herself at the edge of despair, questioning if there's anything left to fight for. Then there's Dhruv-a man who refuses to accept the world's injustices as fate. Practical yet defiant, he challenges the very beliefs that have kept Tara caged. When their paths collide on a fateful night, neither of them realizes that this meeting will change their lives forever. This is their story-a tale of love, defiance, and the struggle to break free from a society that refuses to change. But in a world where rules are set in stone, can love truly rewrite destiny? ☆ Warning - This story explores themes that may be sensitive or uncomfortable for some readers. It is entirely fictional and based on my imagination. Given its setting in the 1980s, in a rural village, certain events may reflect harsh societal realities. Reader discretion is advised.

In the elite halls of High Crest University, he is feared. Revered. Untouchable. Professor Abhimanyu Chauhan is a man of many faces-one, a cold and brilliant academic; the other, a ruthless mafia king cloaked in shadows and sin. A hacker who commands empires, a killer who hides behind calm eyes and a tailored suit. For seven long years, he's watched Harshita Rathi from the shadows. His obsession. His madness. His future. But Harshita doesn't know the devil is closer than her breath. All she sees is a man she loathes-arrogant, controlling, suffocating. The professor who unnerves her. The stranger whose presence haunts her dreams. What happens when the man she despises... claims her as his bride? What happens when she realizes he's been controlling her world all along? In a world where love is possession, and obsession is lethal- Will she escape the chains of his love, or will she burn beneath it?

"lie to yourself all you want, but you'll always belong to me." "but you hate me, don't you?" "hate doesn't change a thing, kim taehyung. you're still fucking mine, no matter how much i want to destroy you." • • • • it started with a crown of flowers. it became a game of power. and he's still the only one who can ruin him. ~~ Top: Jeongguk Bottom: Taehyung

"He chased hearts for fun, until he fell for the one who loved him in silence-and suddenly, no one else existed."

TAEKOOK. Kim Taehyung is a male omega whose beauty is unmatched, but that does not stop his fated mate from rejecting him when they come of age to recognize each other. The reason is that Taehyung carries the mark of a barren tree, which signifies infertility and makes him unsuitable as a mate for their next head alpha, who needs an heir to continue their bloodline. Jeon Jungkook is meant to be an alpha and the heir of their pack, but his father is grooming his younger alpha brother instead. The reason is that Jungkook's alpha is dormant, making it impossible for him to shift or recognize his fated mate. Both are shunned and looked down upon by their pack mates. What will happen when their parents arrange their marriage for their own selfish gain? •Traditional a/b/o •Topkook •Bottomtae •Mpreg •Alpha Jungkook •Omega Taehyung •Angst with happy ending 🪷This is my original story. Please don't repost, copy or translate any part of this book.

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.

Is there anyone innocent? Unfortunately Nope. But a little innocent soul fell in love with his idol's innocence(?). Taehyung, a schoolboy, has the deepest crush on his idol Jeon Jungkook. But what if it's all a delusion?! A meeting with his idol snatched the mask from the idol's face and left him miserable. Top- Kook Bottom- Taehyung ⚠️ Rape Boy×boy Mpreg Murder Self-harm #2: taekook (Out of 64.1K) #2: #darktheme #1: bottomtae #1: topkook #1 : forcedlove I owned this story. Nothing is related to reality and BTS. Enjoy my cupcakes.❤️

Chaos and destruction. Two things Lee Seokmin despised more than anything. He thrived on control, on order, on things falling exactly into place. But everything unraveled the moment he laid eyes on him-his new husband. The brother of the man who was supposed to marry him. Joshua. "I know you hate pineapple, so I made sure to eat a lot. Imagine if we kissed right now... You might die," Joshua's voice was sweet, but the mischief in his eyes was undeniable as he leaned closer, his smirk dangerous. Seokmin's jaw tightened. No one could hear them, not their bickering, not their hate, and most importantly, not the way Seokmin's dead heart seemed to stir back to life. He hated chaos, but Joshua was chaos. And now, he was stuck with him. How was he supposed to navigate a life of perfect control with a husband who thrived on disorder? Would they ruin each other? Or was falling together inevitable?