Jeonghan Yoon has been called a lot of things-brat, spoiled, dangerously unhinged. The bodyguard industry has another word for him: psychotic. He's a billionaire's son. Beautiful, rich, untouchable-and an absolute nightmare to protect. Jeonghan has never heard the word no-until the new bodyguard Seungcheol shows up. He's everything Jeonghan hates: serious, stone-faced, and completely immune to charm. But he's also hot. Really hot. And worse? He refuses to treat Jeonghan like the center of the universe. Which means Jeonghan has no choice but to test his patience-and maybe his professionalism-every chance he gets.

You don't realize how dangerous it is to play with fire until you get burnt. That's why her sister never thought of warning her that she might get hurt. Because they didn't know how dangerous their game was... until it blew up. In actual flames. How can you find shelter in the place you should be running from? How can you feel safe with the people who put you in danger? How can you trust anybody? Generally speaking, you can't. But Sooyun has to. This is a Seventeen fanfiction. Enjoy! @slidejoy11 |2020| All rights reserved©️

Seungcheol, an orphan with no family to lean on, is suddenly hit with the devastating news that he has terminal cancer, with only three months left to live. Struggling with the weight of his diagnosis, he finds himself in a spiral of despair, especially when he learns that his long-time love, Jeonghan, has married his best friend, Joshua. Despite the pain of unrequited love and the looming shadow of death, Seungcheol makes a decision: he will cherish his remaining days and live them fully, finding joy in the moments that matter most. As he faces the final chapter of his life, he learns that happiness isn't always about what you have, but about how you embrace the fleeting beauty of each precious momen

When a city investigator enters a village haunted by disappearances, he meets the one man who survives the cursed forest. Together-or against each other-they'll uncover what the forest has been hiding for decades.

Love and betrayal two sides of the same coin. Jeonghan and Seungcheol were never meant to be in each other's lives again. Not after everything that happened. Yet fate pulls them back together, bound by a Rope neither of them truly wanted and a past neither of them can forget. Under the surface of their cold stares and sharp words lies something more dangerous than hatred unspoken truths, buried wounds, and a pull neither of them can resist. But in a game where loyalty is at stake and revenge is inevitable, who will be the first to fall? Revenge is a slow poison, and where betrayal is a wound that never truly heals.. How much is too much before everything shatters? Some things were never meant to be forgiven. And some hearts were never meant to be saved.

seungkwan has always loved vernon. not in the casual, "we've been best friends forever" way. no, he loves vernon in the aching, all-consuming, "i would burn the world for you" way. it started when they were eight, when vernon made a childish promise before moving to new york-"i'll marry you one day, okay?" seungkwan had laughed at the time. but then the years passed, the phone calls never stopped, and somehow, that promise became the foundation of his heart. now, vernon is back for their final year of high school. they're seventeen years old, standing side by side again. but the problem is... vernon doesn't seem to remember that promise. worse, he doesn't seem to realize that seungkwan is in love with him. so seungkwan does what he's always done-he smiles, he stays by vernon's side, and he waits. even if waiting means watching vernon drift apart. even if waiting means breaking his own heart. !highschool au !lowercase intended !probably no smut !mild possessiveness !mild jealousy !stupid confession !best friends to lovers !book full of stupidness(and fluff)

BOOK #4 He didn't walk into my life - he bled into it. Like smoke curling under locked doors, like rot blooming behind a smile. They say the Devil knocks. But Soonyoung never needed to. He found the cracks in me, the ones I sealed with silence and stitched with obedience, and whispered through them like a hymn - dark, low, addictive. He calls me little heart, like I'm something fragile he plans to keep broken. And I keep coming back, not because I'm brave - but because I've forgotten the taste of salvation. And damnation, when it wears his face, feels almost holy. ---- I never wanted heaven. Too clean. Too quiet. Give me the boy who flinches at kindness and claws at cruelty like it's the only language he knows. Give me Jihoon. My little heart with iron in his spine and rot tucked behind his ribs. He thinks he can outrun the dark - sweet thing hasn't realized I am the dark. And I've already wrapped my hands around his throat, not to hurt him - but to make sure he never leaves. He prays. I answer. Every time, in blood, in fire, in a love so sharp it cuts both ways.

In the heart of Seoul, Choi Seungcheol rules the underworld with cold, ruthless power-his only weakness, the family and brothers he swore to protect. On the other side of the city, Yoon Jeonghan, a quiet doctor burdened by loneliness and a dark past, clings to faith as his only reason to live. Two worlds-blood and shadows, faith and silence-were never meant to meet. But fate has other plans. When their lives collide, love will rise where vengeance rules, and hearts will be tested between loyalty, betrayal, and desire.

[taekookau] "When the war is over, we'll get married and I'll grow flowers like you, and our story will be one of the most beautiful love tales in the universe." - a letter found in the pocket of a dead soldier ; Captain Jungkook Jeon, 1895.