"Pull the trigger, Detective. Months and months of playing with your head-this is where you snap." The voice was smooth, edges coiled in the same cold stoicism it had carried since day one. Chan exhaled shakily, swallowing hard enough that his throat burned. "What the fuck have you done to me?" The words rushed out too fast, jaw ticking as his arm stayed locked in place. Minho's smirk curved, slow and delicious. "I've done nothing to you." Ghost stepped forward, deliberately pressing his chest against the barrel of the gun, rainwater trailing down strands of blonde hair. "I'm not the reason you've lost your head, Chris." Chan shoved the gun harder into his chest, breath stuttering. Don't listen to him. Don't listen to him. Don't fucking listen to him. "You could kill me if you want," Minho continued calmly, "but your mind is mine. You'll think of me even after I'm dead, Detective. I curated you into this-corrupted you. I'll be the mistake you never stop making. The thought you won't ever be able to control." His eyes gleamed, rain mixing with something darker. "Ironic, isn't it?" he murmured. "That your mind ended up belonging to me. A serial killer. When you're a figure of jurisdiction." He leaned closer, voice dropping to a whisper meant only for him. "And the cruelest part?" "Is that it's not just your mind that I own, it's your heart too."

Are you really planning on breeding me right now? "Fuck yes, My Luna. Yes, I am." I'm scared. I admitted. His eyes didn't soften. Not even a little. But his hand did lift-slow, deliberate-and he brushed his thumb along my cheek, his body towering over mine. "Good." His voice was almost a whisper. "You should be." His mouth dipped to my ear, his lips brushing against the skin as he spoke. "Because once I start, Min... I won't stop until you can't even think about walking away from me." --- Minho is a mute Omega, silent, unreadable, and nothing like the Luna the pack wanted. Chan, the ruthless Alpha King, found his fated mate one night and refused to let go. The pack refused to accept it. A mute Omega could never lead, never protect, never rule by Chan's side like a real Luna should. They begged him to reject Minho, to choose someone stronger. They called him unfit and unworthy. What they don't see is the danger behind Minho's silence. He's not just different. He's powerful. And he's hiding a secret that could burn the whole pack to ash. They wanted a Luna. Chan gave them a fucking weapon. -- ⚠️ toxic relationship, dark romance. If you can't handle stop reading :)

"The rabbit followed its colony through the jungle. It should have kept going that way... If only it hadn't chased that cursed butterfly. Had it ignored the shimmer of those wings, it wouldn't have had to look back - to see the hungry, feral wolf. One step backward, and the next was darkness. Or perhaps, the darkness of the wolf's stomach."

In a kingdom gripped by ice and greed, Lee Minho is a village Omega who has spent his life as a mother for his brothers. When a chance encounter with the Alpha King, Bang Chan, pulls him from the mud of Oakhaven to the marble of the palace, Minho must navigate a world of political shadows and a body that is failing him. Between a closing border and a rising threat, can a 'village flower' become the heart that saves a kingdom? Warnings: Includes scenting, mating bonds, mpreg, Chronic illness themes (The Mother's Heart) and scenes of starvation/poverty

When a sudden merger threatens to shake the foundations of his company, CEO Bang Chan agrees to a risky PR move-pretending to be in a relationship with his brilliant but enigmatic COO, Lee Minho. What begins as a carefully constructed illusion meant to appease investors and the media quickly spirals into something far messier. Behind closed doors, Chan and Minho blur every line they swore to keep intact. Their chemistry burns too hot to ignore, their "fake" touches feeling all too real. Minho, still carrying the quiet grief of losing his fiancé, swore never to let another Alpha close. Chan, notorious for his charm and emotional distance, finds himself craving more than a convenient partnership. As public scrutiny intensifies and private moments turn intimate, both men must face the truth-some lies are too tempting to keep believing. But when the cameras stop flashing and the boardroom lights dim, will what's left between them be enough to survive the fallout? #1 MinChan Dec 2025!!

Lee Minho doesn't need a bodyguard- at least, that's what he keeps telling everyone. Being royalty doesn't make him fragile, and he refuses to be treated like he's breakable. But when the threats against him turn violent, Minho's freedom is suddenly stripped away- and replaced with a shadow he never asked for... Lee Minho swears this arrangement is temporary. Bang Chan plans to prove otherwise. TOP CHAN BOTTOM MINHO Contains: - royalty au - boyxboy - mature language - mature themes - SMUT - angst - fluff - death threats - violence ^^ if you're uncomfortable with topics don't read the book but if you do, don't blame me if you don't like it🙄❤️ START: 24 November, 2025 FINISH : N/A

Minho signed a marriage contract with an Alpha

Bang chan is a popular novelist who turns his dreams into books. His latest book ends in heartbreak, but to him it felt inevitable. Across the city, an omega dance teacher finds himself drawn to that very story- as if he's lived it before. When their paths cross, fragments of another life stirs between them.

"If you don't get in the car, I'll throw you over my shoulder and drag you to my house." "I said, I don't want to go with you." I mumbled, avoiding his gaze. "Give me one reason, Kitten." His voice was softer now. "There are a hundred reasons," I snapped. "For starters, I don't want to go anywhere with my landlord, or my one-night stand!" --- Minho's a broke, sharp-tongued photographer with a camera, a cat, and no fucking place to live. (Thanks to the 'No-pet policy' of the building) Chan's a billionaire CEO with a failed camera launch and a temper just as nasty as his suits are expensive. Minho gets hired to save the project. Chan offers him to stay at rent as a tenant in his building. Now they're neighbors. Enemies in the hallway, tension in the sheets... -♡- Top: chan Bottom : Minho ⚠️ contains mature content

Genre: College AU | Angst | Slow Burn | Hidden Emotions | Healing Love "You shouldn't look at him like that," Seungmin murmured, eyes flicking toward the corner of the cafeteria. Minho followed his gaze - Chan, surrounded by Han and Changbin, barely acknowledging anyone who tried to speak to him. He looked like perfection carved out of frost - distant, sharp, and beautiful. "I'm not looking," Minho lied, his voice too soft to sound convincing. "He doesn't talk to people," Felix whispered, almost sympathetically. "He's... cold. Everyone knows that." Minho smiled faintly, eyes still on Chan. "Even ice melts when the sun stays long enough." But Chan's eyes suddenly lifted - meeting Minho's across the room. And in that single second, something inside Minho stuttered. Cold. Empty. And heartbreakingly beautiful.