What's worse than a blade at your throat or staring down your own death from a cliff? Getting married to Choi Seungcheol - the man even devils prefer to avoid. Yet here I stand, wrapped in silk I didn't pick, under chandeliers brighter than my will to live, listening to vows that feel more like contracts signed in blood. Everyone says this marriage will end a war. Cute. I say it's another battlefield - one I intend to walk across in heels and sarcasm. Because here I am, in a wedding hall dripping in roses and danger, smiling like I'm not actively planning how to make my new husband stop breathing.

"Why is no one reacting to his scent?" The question brings an entire boardroom to a halt. Because the answer is obvious. Yoon Jeonghan doesn't have a scent. He never has. In a world where scent determines status, attraction, and survival, Jeonghan is an anomaly-a scentless omega. Most people pity him. Others think he's broken. Jeonghan couldn't care less. Until he meets Choi Seungcheol. A Prime Alpha with an impossibly sharp sense of smell. "Sir," his secretary says carefully, "Jeonghan has no scent." Seungcheol's gaze remains fixed on the omega. "That's impossible." Because while everyone else smells nothing- Seungcheol smells everything. A scent so intoxicating he can't ignore it. A scent that shouldn't exist. A scent only he can smell. And if Seungcheol is right, then the omega who's spent his entire life believing he's scentless may be hiding the most dangerous secret of all.

"It's our baby" Where jeonghan becomes pregnant with the child of a guy he barely remembers. _________________________________________ mpreg Its my first book so please spare me for any grammatical mistakes. _____________________________________

➳ ꒰ gyuhao ꒱ five times minghao falls for mingyu . ┈─ ˚ . . ˚ ─┈ one time mingyu falls for him . ©VITYSEONGS 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 : 12/6/23 𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 : 2/13/23 ;; zensho, my love happy xmas !! <3

100% pure Gyuhao stuff. What more to say? °C O M P L E T E°

❝ dance for me, dance for me, oh, oh ❞ Minghao and Mingyu in a hotel room, feelings that are said at night, the time of lovers. A dance of a body that joins the other and receives it with pleasure and determination. *Please do not mention other pairs or ships that are not part of the story.

❝ I need a big boy, I want a big boy, give me a big boy...❞ Minghao is an omega who has never cared for alphas and has kept his heat in suppression for as long as he can remember. That whole vision changes when a certain alpha appears in his life and arouses the omega within him, causing his desire to be an omega next to an alpha to grow out of nowhere. And Mingyu is a very big alpha who has never noticed other omegas, until he meets Minghao, awakening in him the most possessive and dominant nature he never thought he had. (It's the worst synopsis I've ever done; fanfic made with the sole excuse of writing an omegaverse using genetics, biology and evolution, lmao) *Please do not mention other pairs or ships that are not part of the story.

In which two neighbors get stuck in an elevator together. Seungcheol x Jeonghan finished: March 29, 2016 ----- © Copyright 2016. All rights reserved. ohmyjisoos

"master, wake up. you have to get ready for school." "jeonghannie~ i told you to call me seungcheol already! we are friends!" jeonghan is seungcheol's personal butler, but before that, they were very close friends. but they started falling...

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.