LUST | ON-GOING The Vampire race has long been depleted since the war between vampires and the government began. Many thought their kind had been wiped out, but little did they know that some had survived and were gradually increasing in numbers. Isagani Silas Fujimori, a 165-year-old vampire, was one of those who escaped from the war. He sought refuge in a distant country from The Republic, namely Atlanta. There, he lived with his fellow vampires and worked as a full-fledged Doctor. He was a doctor thirsty for both sex and blood. He seduced both women and men with criminal records, and after intercourse, he would kill them and drink their blood. They targeted humans with criminal records but spared those who showed kindness. These actions had become routine for him and his friends, but everything changed when he met Enoch Kiel Moon, an assassin who specialized in eliminating Vampires. ROMANCE | ACTION | FANTASY |

DATE STARTED: 05/20/22 DATE ENDED: "If you can't defeat your enemy, bring them into your bed." He can't defeat him, so he just throws him in his bed. He played with fire until he got burned. But those new feelings he had were suffocating and painful, and felt like torture and killing. He doesn't like that, so he runs away. But the more he goes, the more he yearns for him. The more he hides it, the more his heart screams for him. The more he runs away, the more he wants to be chained by him. The book covers are just temporary don't have any plans for gaining profit from it.

Gaiser × Reiden (TS01)

WAR SERIES # 1 "Please, take me back... Love me like you used to... when you were completely obsessed with me and all you wanted was me." --- Trojan Adrien Sullivan never imagined he'd fall for a man. He spent his whole life convinced that only women could ever capture his heart. But somehow, he finds himself unable to escape the gravity of Saimon's presence - the very person he once considered his sworn enemy. Saimon never tried to tame him, never forced him to be anything other than the storm he was. He simply stood there - steady, unflinching - as Adrien raged, thundered, and poured. He got drenched in Adrien's rain, bearing every outburst and silence alike, waiting for the moment the storm would tire itself out and find peace in his arms. But love like theirs was a collision - fleeting yet fierce, beautiful yet doomed. It was the kind that could build a world in one heartbeat, only to shatter it in the next. And maybe that's what makes it tragic - that even before it could begin, they were already losing pieces of themselves, trying to hold on to something destined to break.