Han Jisung is finally diving into his dance major, ready to take on a new school year with confidence-until he meets his new instructor. Lee Minho isn't just talented; he's drop-dead gorgeous, unfairly smooth, and absolutely dangerous to Jisung's sanity. How is he supposed to focus when every correction, every touch, and every smirk leaves him short-circuiting on the spot? Dancing is all about rhythm and control... but with Minho around, Jisung is about to lose both. TOP MINHO BOTTOM JISUNG

❝I love you so much, it hurts.❞ ❝Let it hurt.❞ Park Jongseong's life in Seattle is in shambles, so he finds refuge in a club at Hongdae. 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘊𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺 - 𝘑𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘯.

Highschool AU Jisung and Minho have a secret that no one knows about. In public, Jisung acts like the typical jock, even bullying Minho to fit in with his friends. But when they're alone, it's a completely different story. [Completed] Pic credit to rightful owner Started: 3/01/2025 Ended: 20/04/2025 🥉#3 han 🏅#5 Minho 🏅#27 Minsung

(lots of smut warnings/ 18+ but i won't snitch if you aren't 18+😉) They despise each other-truly, deeply hate each other. And yet, somehow, they keep ending up in bed together. Over and over again. What the hell is that about? TOP LEEKNOW POWER BOTTOM JISUNG

Bakugou offeres Deku to help him study, but the two run into a problem along the way. Deku had a thing for glasses, which he finds out Bakugou wears. Things lead to another, resulting in a complicated relationship. Smut warning ⚠️ Cover art is not mine ⚠️

Eight years into the Infection, a spunky idealist convinces a hardened recluse to help him save humanity. --- For eight years, Zafaru has fought to survive the freezing cold, constant hunger, and vicious Infected. Armed with a dull blade and sharp sass, he clings to a dream of saving the world. For eight years, Recluse has watched the world burn from the safety of his fortress. The Infected don't bother him. He saves his bullets for humans. When Recluse catches Zafaru stealing from him, he is enchanted by his captive's wit, humor, and passion. So when Zafaru sets out to uncover the sinister truth about the growing Infection, Recluse has no choice but to join him. He'll do whatever it takes to keep this fluffy-haired do-gooder alive. Even if he has to save the world. 🎖Honorable Mention in Wattpad's Open Novella Contest 2021 Editor's Pick, September of 2022

Dr. Lee Heeseung stepped quietly into the room, clipboard in hand, but his gaze was drawn immediately to the figure on the bed. Jake sat there, knees pulled close, fingers fidgeting with the hem of his oversized shirt. His eyes darted around the room with guarded curiosity, shy, but not entirely closed off. His lips were slightly pouted, and there was a softness to him that didn't match his age. "Hi there, little one," Heeseung said gently, lowering himself into the chair across from the bed. His voice was smooth, kind, like he wasn't just speaking to a patient, but to someone who needed warmth. Jake peeked up at him, eyes wide. "Who are you, mister?" he asked, tilting his head ever so slightly. "I'm Heeseung. I'm here to keep you safe," he replied with a smile that wasn't clinical, but real. Jake didn't answer right away. He just hummed softly and tugged at his sleeve. The room felt still, but not uncomfortable, like something delicate had just begun to bloom. Heeseung had seen trauma manifest in many forms, but this......this was different. Jake wasn't broken. He was protecting himself the only way he knew how. And Heeseung was determined to understand every piece of him. But..... there's always another side of the story you don't know😉 Read to find out👉📖

Everyone fears Mr. Lee Heeseung. Cold. Ruthless. Obsessively in control. I was supposed to be just his secretary-polite, professional and invisible. But one mistake changed everything. A late report became a punishment. A punishment that left me breathless, pinned to his desk, whispering his name into the dark. Now I don't just type his emails-I wear his bruises like badges. He uses me after hours, marks me between meetings, and tells me I'm his. He doesn't believe in love-not until I came into his life, and he believes in ownership. And I'm the one he keeps leashed. I should've run the moment he touched me. But I didn't. Because the more he ruins me... The more I want to be ruined. On my knees, undone, wrapped in his tie-with no way out And the worst part? I love being used.

A collection of sinful, intoxicating games played by two lovers who can never get enough of each other. In the dim glow of their lavish mansion, William and Est push the boundaries of control, desires, and obsession-testing their limits in the most seductive ways. Each game is a dangerous dance, a battle of dominance and submission, where teasing is relentless, control is fleeting, and surrender is inevitable. Every challenge is a new temptation, a test of patience, restraint, and pleasure. The air between them thickens with tension, every touch, every whisper, every daring move pulling them deeper into their wicked little games. The stakes? Their sanity. Their control. Their complete and utter downfall in the hands of the other. But in these games, there is only one truth-no matter how much Est tries to win, he was made to be caught, to be devoured, to be completely ruined by the man who worships him like a God. And William? He will always claim his prize. Welcome to Sins & Seduction: The Game Series. The only rule? No limits.

⚠️ How far will you go....until you lose control? > William = Dean 🎸, Est = Moth 🦈 > Genre : BL, Psychological Thriller, Dark Romance Dean destroyed him once. Now he wants to save him. But Moth doesn't need saving.🖤