"In your quest to lay claim upon me, my body, my land, and my people, heed this, Seungcheol: my heart shall forever remain an unconquered fortress," Jeonghan declared, his gaze piercing as he locked eyes with Seungcheol. "Time shall reveal the truth of your words," Seungcheol retorted, his voice dripping with confidence as he firmly pressed Jeonghan onto the ornate bed, his actions a testament to his determination. With a resounding click, the door was sealed shut, amplifying the echoing protests that reverberated down the grand hallways, a mere backdrop to Seungcheol's smirk as he strode away. --- Emperor Choi Seungcheol of Sel, with ambitions as vast as the horizon, set his sights upon the expansion of his realm, yearning to conquer new territories and peoples. When presented with an opportunity to further his dominion by subjugating the Yoon Empire, Seungcheol seized it without hesitation. Among the spoils of his conquest, the heirs of the Yoon family were offered, and without hesitation, Seungcheol selected Jeonghan. #2 in Jeongcheol #1 in Seoksoo

Mingyu likes Wonwoo. No. He workships him. He really does. All of his friends know. But Mingyu... he was too afraid to confess. Because everytime Wonwoo was near, Mingyu wouldn't stop stuttering, fumbling and blushing.

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.

In the bustling classrooms of their high school, Dekisugi and Nobita couldn't be more different. Dekisugi shines as the top student, while Nobita struggles at the bottom of the class. But beneath the surface, Dekisugi harbors a secret-he's gay, and his heart beats for Nobita. Caught in the throes of unrequited love, Dekisugi grapples with his feelings while silently longing for Nobita's affection. Meanwhile, Nobita's gaze is fixed on Shizuka, the girl of his dreams. As Dekisugi navigates the complexities of his identity and love, he must summon the courage to reveal his true self to Nobita, risking rejection in the hopes of finding acceptance and love in return.