It reminds him of the night his world fell apart. A night when shadows moved in silence and power wore the scent of lime and cedarwood. Now in his final year of university, all Dunk wants is to focus on his art, protect his shy younger brother, and maybe, just maybe, stop his best friend Phuwin from throwing himself in front of every flirtatious alpha. But fate has other plans. Joong is cold, calculating, and dangerously quiet-the kind of alpha who doesn't need to raise his voice to make a room freeze. CEO by day, feared mafia kingpin by blood-soaked midnight, he hides his true self behind layers of suits, control, and ruthlessness. Until one terrified crybaby omega stumbles into his path. And Joong's carefully built world begins to unravel. Because Dunk isn't just any omega. He's the one Joong can't stop watching. Can't stop craving. Can't stop protecting-even from himself. But obsession has a price. And love may not survive the storm #joongdunk #pondphuwin #geminifourth #taynew #earthmix

"Am I into a fucking Fairly take Or What" Joong said in confusing tone. Story of Two men who work in same office. Joong and Duck, they hate each other at first but eventually though the situation they fell for each other untill Joong Finds out that Dunk is a merman. Hope you like the story. Second couple of story is Long and Frank, Frank is Joong's little brother and Long is Joong's best friend.

A billionaire CEO, A boy, A baby and a secret. It was suppose to be another stressful workday day for Joong. With his brother Pond and his brother-in-law Phuwin. But fate had another plan. A boy, washed with blood and a baby in hold came running and banged on his car window. Crying. Bleeding. Desperate. And something in Joong said stop him. And he did. That was the start of a boy's life being protected by His fate - His Protector. - Dunk Natachai, A sun himself suddenly shut himself in dark because of an accident. An accident where his life turned upside down. An accident where he meet his Anchor. - Joong Archen, A billionaire CEO, cold, stone-hearted, tight-lipped, merciless as every person expected him to be. Without his family no one can ever make him worried. But a single boy's tear made his heart winch so much-it hurt-made his world crumble. A baby's small hand on him made his heart so full-made him smile like no one can. So now, he took an oath - he will bring his sun back and love his little sunflower forever. Can Joong do it? Or his sun's light will be lost in Darkness? **This story contains mpreg** **A lots of Medical condition - Stab, Blood, Surgery, Stitches, Bruises.** (Not a Dark Romance.) Support roles: Pond Phuwin Gemini Fourth First Khaotung Dew Tee (Only mentioned in chapters) ✨ Achievement ~~(Out of = /) #1 in hurt (/93.2k) ~ 7.1.26 #4 in JoongDunk (/1.94k) ~ 1.1.2026 #3 in cry (/16.3k) ~ 11.1.26 ~~Srabony

Dunk loved Joong with all his heart-silently, endlessly, perfectly. He gave everything a husband could-care, attention, devotion-without ever asking for love in return. Everything seemed perfect... but Joong never noticed. Seeing Dunk's unwavering love only made him feel trapped in a marriage he never wanted. Dunk loved him anyway, until the day he let go, stepping back to free Joong, even if it broke him completely. And then one day, Joong saw Dunk smiling, laughing, holding a toddler in his arms-and suddenly realized what he had lost. Could Dunk truly have moved on?

Everyone knew Joong and Dunk loved each other. Everyone-except the world watching them. One misunderstanding. One silent departure. Ten years of absence. Joong lost his lover, his friends, his warmth. Dunk lost everything else. When Dunk returns after a decade, Joong doesn't rage. He doesn't cry. He doesn't even look at him. And that hurts more than hate ever could. A story of love ruined by silence, loyalty tested by time, and forgiveness that comes only after breaking completely.

Two kingdoms. A thousand-year feud. A prophecy that whispers of ruin. The Vampiric Kingdom of Noxhaven and the Werewolf Kingdom of Frenrivar have survived generations fueled by hate, betrayal, and bloodshed. A fragile peace holds-thin as moonlight, sharp as fangs-kept alive only by fear and the cursed forest that divides them. But the balance shatters the night the vampire heir marked by an eclipse-born prophecy, encounters a silent and deadly werewolf prince. No one can explain why fate allowed it. But in that moment, two enemies felt something that should never exist. A pull. A crack in destiny's spine. Mates. Bound by a force powerful enough to heal a world... or burn it to ash. A ancient prophecies awaken and shadows gather at the edges of both kingdoms. War stirs. Assassins hunt. Armies rise in the dark. And Dunk and Joong find themselves trapped between duty and desire, between their crowns and their hearts, between the fate they were born into and the future they desperately want. To love each other is treason. To stay apart is agony. To protect each other may ignite the war their ancestors died to avoid. And to give up on each other may be the one thing destiny refuses to allow. one question threatens to tear their world apart: Will their love save their kingdoms... or destroy them both? Because in a world built on ancient hatred, where prophecies choose the living and the damned... loving the wrong person isn't just dangerous. It's fatal. ‼️Mpreg‼️

Joong Dunk Fan Fiction When the CEO's obsession for Dunk goes on a different level, he will not stop until he owns his prey. The mediocre life of Dunk is about to make a good 360. This is a spinoff (kinda) of my Short Story with the same title under The boys- Imagines. ***Warning*** Some chapters will have NCs and scenarios that maybe triggering to some, as the tag implies this book contains mature content so if this is not your cup of tea you may skip this one. I'll be adding the emoji 🔞 for chapters that includes NCs. This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Let's enjoy this experience together. Trigger Warning! Adult Content Mature Manipulation Smut 18+ Forced NC scenes You have been warned. Read at your own risk.

"Fucking... asshole..." Dunk cursed under his breath, his body trembling from the overwhelming sensations. Joong leaned in, voice low and vicious against his ear. "That's right," Joong growled, his hips snapping forward, thrusting into Dunk with increasing force. "I am fucking an asshole." For generations, the Boonpraserts and Aydins have stood side by side-two of Thailand's most powerful dynasties, bound by legacy, empire, and an unspoken promise to protect each other's interests. Now, that promise is becoming permanent through the upcoming marriage between the Aydin heir and the Boonpraserts' only daughter. Joong Archen Aydin is everything an heir should be: elegant, obedient, and impossibly perfect-the golden son shaped by legacy and expectation. Dunk Boonprasert, on the other hand, is chaos incarnate. Reckless. Sharp-tongued. The black sheep his family tries to hide behind polished smiles and public image. The two have been enemies since childhood-locked in a lifelong war of petty sabotage, brutal words, and fights that always turned ugly. But everything changes the night Dunk decides to give in to a moment's vulnerability and sleeps with Joong. His sister's fiancé. His lifelong nemesis. The one person he should have never touched.

Joong, a powerful yet lonely mafia leader whose world changes when he saves and shelters Dunk, a gentle 17-year-old special child.

"Why do you care so much about me?" Joong snapped one night, irritation sharp in his voice. Dunk looked at him quietly, the weight of years pressing on his chest. "Because I love you, Joong. Not as a brother... but more." For a moment, silence stretched between them-before Joong's eyes hardened and his words fell like glass shattering: "Don't ever say that again." He thought he wanted Dunk to stop. But when Dunk finally pulled away, when the small acts of care and warmth vanished, Joong realized the silence hurt more than the truth ever could.