"But we should give him a chance, at least?" Seungcheol reasoned, "He did it out of greed and has accepted his mistake. He has agreed to improve. We can keep him under surveillance, he's a great warrior, an asset for us." "No." Jeonghan stared deep into the older's eyes, "He's not an asset. He's a betrayer. And once a betrayer is always a betrayer." The sword was summoned as Jeonghan sliced it through the throat of the guilty. "And do remember one thing, Seungcheol, being the Chief of this kingdom, if you forgive a single guilty person, I'll consider you their ally." Jeonghan warned. "Our definition of guilty, differs a lot, your highness." Seungcheol remarked, not earning a reply, as usual.

He gave his heart to the one he trusted the most - Only to realize too late that not every love story heals. Some are meant to destroy you entirely. Choi Seungcheol has always been reliant on his two best friends : Yoon Jeonghan and Hong Joshua. When his secret threatens to reveal itself after he gets involved with his heart, he must do his best to make sure that his best friends do not figure it out, especially not Jeonghan. Yoon Jeonghan is someone who always loves to play around. The only people he has ever been truthful around were Joshua and Seungcheol, but now with his heart involved he needs to trick Seungcheol to find out the truth.

Hidup Jeonghan berjalan tenang bareng roommate kesayangannya, Joshua. Tapi semua berubah waktu kampus tiba-tiba ngumumin rotasi kamar asrama. Dan sekarang? Jeonghan harus tinggal bareng Seungcheol-mahasiswa teknik yang super cuek, dingin, dan mukanya kayak tulisan "DO NOT DISTURB." Awalnya chaos. Tapi pelan-pelan... ada sesuatu yang berubah. Karena mungkin, dari roommate baru... bisa jadi soulmate. ⚠️BXB‼️ ⚠️JANGAN SALAH LAPAK ‼️ ⚠️BAHASA KASAR‼️

Dunia bisnis adalah medan perang yang kejam, dan di puncaknya, berdiri dua nama besar: Choi Seungcheol dan Yoon Jeonghan. Mereka adalah pewaris takhta dari dua perusahaan raksasa yang saling bersaing, tak pernah lelah menghancurkan satu sama lain. Seungcheol, sang CEO yang kejam dan tanpa ampun, memimpin dengan ambisi membara. Di sisi lain, Jeonghan, sang CEO yang cerdik, menaklukkan lawan dengan kecerdasan dan pesona yang mematikan. Mereka adalah rival sejati, dua singa yang tidak pernah mau berbagi wilayah. Namun, takdir memiliki rencana yang berbeda. Sebuah malam, di balik kekalahan dan kelelahan, pertarungan bisnis mereka berujung pada satu insiden yang mengubah segalanya. Malam yang mereka sepakati untuk dilupakan, justru mengikat mereka selamanya. Perasaan itu ada di sana, tersembunyi di balik kebencian yang mendalam, dan itu akan menjadi pemicu dari sebuah drama yang tak terduga. Bagaimana dua rival yang membenci satu sama lain dapat bersatu? Ketika sebuah nyawa kecil menjadi jembatan di antara mereka, apakah mereka akan terus bertarung, atau akankah mereka mengesampingkan segalanya demi sebuah keluarga? Ini adalah kisah tentang pertaruhan bisnis yang berani, pengkhianatan yang tak terduga, dan cinta yang rumit di antara dua jiwa yang terikat oleh takdir.

Some games are played for fun. Some for revenge. And some? Some ruin you completely. A university AU where Jeonghan and Seungcheol are enemies in a game of pride, power, and desire. The only question is-who breaks first? Soccer player Seungcheol and Basketball player Jeonghan.

Rebellious Jeonghan KNP S.W.A.T Seungcheol Jeonghan wants justice to be done at any cost, without caring about the consequences for himself, and the law means nothing to him.For Seungcheol, justice must be served through discipline and the right methods, and as the head captain of Seoul's S.W.A.T, he never compromises his principles. When Jeonghan is given a choice, prison or joining the S.W.A.T, both men are forced into the same battlefield. Justice is about to be served... but at what cost. Side ship : Minwon Soonhoon Verkwan Seoksoo Junhao

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.

"Hello. I'm Seungcheol Choi... Chaerin's boyfriend." The chopsticks slipped from Jeonghan's fingers, clattering against the plate. The chair next to him scraped the floor, and suddenly a warm body settled into it. His fist clenched against his thigh as he chewed on tteokbokki a little too fast, trying not to look. He had expected a lot when he came home for summer: The dog giving birth again. The backyard swing finally fixed. Long, slow afternoons that smelled of sun and dust. But not this. Not his sister introducing her boyfriend to their parents like it was normal. Not the way Seungcheol's smile lingered a little too long, deliberate and dangerous. He swallowed. Summer was supposed to be simple. Somehow, this wasn't.

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.