BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.

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.

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."

BOOK #1 "I'm not just a pretty face, Seungcheol. Underestimate me at your own risk." Jeonghan glared at Seungcheol, stepping into his personal space. "You might be a model, but you've just walked into a whole new kind of runway - my world." Seungcheol husked out as he grabbed Jeonghan's jaw, tilting his head up and connecting their lips. One year, without a single slip-up. That's all Seungcheol needs - a marriage of convenience to divert media attention and stabilize his company. But what he didn't anticipate were the distractions Jeonghan would bring into his meticulously controlled life. The real catch? Convincing Jeonghan, the boy he once rejected in high school, to agree to this arrangement. Can they survive a year of this delicate dance, or will old wounds and new sparks complicate their plan?

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?

"I hate you. Every second here makes me hate you more." Jeonghan spat, glaring at the polished man before him. Seungcheol's lips curled into a sinister smile, making Jeonghan gulp. "Good, because love isn't even my style, darling." Seungcheol thrust the food platter in front of Jeonghan. "Eat up; you'll need more energy to hate me." He walked away, closing the door and leaving Jeonghan in darkness once again. What worse could happen than going for a walk the night before your wedding? Jeonghan, heir to a powerful corporation, lived under the protection of his family's wealth. But everything changed when he stumbled upon a gruesome crime committed by Seungcheol, a notorious mafia leader. To keep his secret safe, Seungcheol abducted Jeonghan, dragging him into a world of darkness and danger. Trapped in Seungcheol's underground empire, Jeonghan's hatred for his captor grew, yet he couldn't ignore the twisted connection forming between them. As days turned into weeks, the lines between captor and captive blurred, and an obsessive, dark romance began to unfold. Seungcheol's ruthless nature contrasted with moments of unexpected tenderness, leaving Jeonghan torn between his desire for freedom and a growing, forbidden attraction.

They were meant to hate each other. Seungcheol was supposed to vow to ruin Yoon Jeonghan in ways Hell wouldn't even think possible. Yet here he was, vowing to take his enemy as his husband.

*Book - 1 Choi Seungcheol, a feared mafia boss, had everything-except Yoon Jeonghan, the gentle florist who unknowingly became his obsession. From the moment Seungcheol saw him, he was consumed by a dark desire to possess him at any cost. Jeonghan, living peacefully, is unaware that his world is about to collide with Seungcheol's dangerous life, triggering a storm that will shake everyone around them. Their union is inevitable, but will it tear them apart-or become their twisted salvation? "You belong to me, Jeonghan. No one else will ever come close." "Maybe I can't escape you, Seungcheol, but I won't let you cage my heart."

(Please know your own limit. This book is really not for easily triggered people. Read the Author's note carefully before proceeding.) Based on a prompt by a reader I want to be ruthless. . !!The story contains: -Explicit content -Stockholm syndrome -Abusive relationship -Violence & aggression (And more) so if you are not comfortable with it, please do not proceed with reading!! . "Aren't you just the cutest?" ... It has been a public secret that The Abadeer family is the most feared and powerful household in the world. A mafia family under the disguise of a conglomerate who doesn't even bother to cover their ugly scars on the surface. The Boss and head of the family, Sargon, is very well-known to be the vilest and most ruthless among them. The biggest tycoon in both white and black markets, including many pleasure houses filled with strippers and prostitutes across the city. It is also very well-known that Sargon's men will randomly kidnap a beautiful person on the street one night every month as a tradition. Then, they will sell/rent him/her at a much higher price. Kei comes from a very humble background. An orphan who has already lived alone for 2 years and worked diligently as a cashier in a small supermarket. That night was his unlucky night as he got kidnapped by Sargon's men on the way home from his job, forcefully sealed his fate to become a prostitute at one of Abadeer's brothels. And very much unlucky for him, The Boss has come to visit and wants to be the one who breaks his seal. And once the seal is broken, what Kei's fate will be? Will it make the situation even worse when the embodiment of a demon, disguised as a very handsome mafia boss take a liking on him? ... -This book is a fiction with MewGulf as Cast Start : 16th October 2021 End : 22nd December 2022 Approx. 150,000 words Copyright© 2021 By Underline. All rights reserved.

"No one can touch her but me" -Xavier Greys Paisley Thomas she's a good girl to heart she has never done anything in her life she doesn't party with her crazy friends till one night she goes to a club by force Xavier Greys he is the man every women wish to be with handsome and rich he owns multiple company chains he's almost the whole package But one thing he's is the big boss to a mafia what happens when the two meet and she wants nothing to do with him but he wants everything to do with her Warning short chapters Complete: Oct 2015