"Please give me a chance.... I want to create everything again... I want to protect you... You are supposed to be my mate...felix...please."... Hyunjin broke down and fell on his knees and is now looking at felix with tears striken face while clasping his hands together.... "You lost the chance a long time ago".... felix whispered his voice hoarse while his eyes are now blank and he slowly scooped his four year old son in his arms and walked away ..... __________________

Felix thought he was just doing his job. Hyunjin thought he had everything under control. But one lingering touch, one unspoken spark- and suddenly, nothing felt simple anymore. Between rising fame and hidden hearts, something deeper stirs beneath the surface. Some connections can't be explained. Only felt. -sheen Nb : All images in this book belong to their respective owners; credit given to each accordingly.

Felix is an omega with something to prove and no one to answer to. Hyunjin is the alpha who's been chasing him on and off the track for years. When a new racer rolls in with a smooth voice, expensive wheels, and too much interest in Felix, Hyunjin starts seeing red-and not just on the taillights. This isn't just about winning anymore. It's about keeping what he wants. Disclaimer This is fanfiction. None of this is real. It's just me throwing Hyunjin and Felix into an omegaverse street racing mess full of jealousy, fast cars, tension, and eventual smut. Read responsibly.

In the shimmering heart of the city, where sunlight danced through a vast glass dome onto endless lanes of turquoise water, two worlds existed side by side-yet never quite touched. By day, the Aquamarine Oasis echoed with laughter: tiny hands splashing, young voices bubbling with joy, and the steady guidance of those who taught them to float, to kick, to trust the water. Among them was Felix, whose gentle hands coaxed fear into confidence, whose freckled smile hid depths no one at the pool ever guessed. In the same waters, but worlds apart, Hyunjin carved through the waves with fierce precision-a celebrated athlete chasing gold, his every stroke watched by thousands, his pain buried deep beneath the surface. At night, in dimly lit rooms far from the chlorine and cheers, identities dissolved behind soft black lace masks. Hands that healed by day offered solace in shadow, touching secrets that voices dared not speak. One hidden touch. One unspoken recognition. One ripple that would pull them under-into depths neither could have foreseen. What began in anonymity would unravel in the light, where trust broke like waves on the shore... and love rose unexpectedly from the undertow. _ Sheen

Hyunjin is Felix's royal bodyguard and may or may not be his best friend. They have lived almost their whole lives together. But Hyunjin fell in love. What will happen when one drunken night leads to a drastic change in both their lives? Will they find happiness, or will they face the consequences of their actions? Main ship: Hyunlix Side ship: Minsung Seungin Yeonbin

Felix, the heir to a powerful mafia family, never expected his life to change when he meets Hyunjin, a confident and skilled stripper. As their bond deepens, Felix finds himself drawn into a whirlwind of passion and danger. In a world where loyalty is everything and power comes at a cost, their love is tested by the very forces that shape their lives. Together, they must navigate the perilous underworld while fighting to protect their hearts and their future.

"I'm cursed!" Hyunjin finally screamed, his voice cracking with the weight of his words. "That's why! I'm cursed, Felix. I can't love you, even if I want to. Because if I do, I'll lose you!"

Felix and Hyunjin are two psychotic lovers-cold, ruthless, and twisted... except when it comes to each other. Hyunjin's tough as nails, but in bed, he's all kinds of vulnerable for Felix, and Felix can't get enough of it. When their daughter is kidnapped, their dark love is put to the test, and their world unravels in a storm of obsession, betrayal, and madness.

On a stormy night, Hyunjin never expected his life to change forever. On his way heading back to campus, drenched from the rain, he hears it-a weak, barely audible cry. At first, he thinks he's imagining things, but then he hears it again. A sudden crash of thunder illuminates the alleyway, and that's when he sees it-a small box tucked against the cold, wet brick wall. A tiny hand peeks out. Hyunjin's breath catches in his throat. His heart pounds as he steps closer, shoes splashing through puddles. He pulls the damp blanket back-and freezes. Inside the box lies a barely moving baby, shivering and pale, its breathing so shallow it's almost nonexistent. Panic surges through Hyunjin's veins as his hands tremble over the frail infant. Then he sees it-a small sticky note, soaked and crumpled but still readable. "Haneul." His throat tightens. Someone abandoned this baby. Left him out here to die. Without hesitation, Hyunjin scoops the fragile baby into his arms, wrapping him tightly in the wet blanket. He holds Haneul against his chest, shielding him from the merciless downpour, and runs. He doesn't think about what comes next-just keeping the baby alive. And when he bursts into the penthouse, dripping water all over the pristine floors, the last thing he expects is to lock eyes with Felix-his rival-turned-roommate-whose shock turns to concern in seconds. Now? Hyunjin's stuck raising a baby. With Lee Felix. And neither of them have a clue how to take care of a child. They hate each other. They can't stand each other. But this child... this tiny, abandoned baby named Haneul... might just be the one thing that changes everything.

Red 💋🖤⛓️ Under red lights, he performs. In shadows, he craves more. Hwang Hyunjin lives for lust. He strips for the rush-the money, the power, the way eyes follow every sinful grind of his hips. He doesn't need love. He needs to be wanted. Felix? Cold. Controlled. Untouchable. Dragged into the club by his friends, he was ready to leave-until he walked on stage. All legs, lips, and leather. A mouth like sin and a body made to destroy. Hyunjin dances like he's already fucked you. Felix watches like he's already claimed you. The tension is immediate. The pull is magnetic. And the sex? Addictive. But this isn't just striptease and whispered names. This is bruised lips. Scratched backs. Obsession. Power plays and filthy secrets wrapped in satin sheets and red-lit lies. Because when the lights go out- Who's in control? And who's already ruined? RANKINGS • #109 "topfelix" out of 240 stories • #163 "bottomhyunjin" out of 350 stories - #4 "topfelix" out of 1,000+ stories