16 April, 2024 | kriingkles "How many times does a person have to pray before silence becomes an answer?" Beomgyu asked. Taehyun lowered his gaze. "Perhaps faith is choosing to remain, even when heaven says nothing." Within the walls of a cathedral, two devoted souls discover that the deepest confessions are often the ones never spoken aloud. But if love itself becomes the sin they fear, what remains of faith, deliverance, and the promise of salvation? All Rights Reserved 2026. Kriingkles.

× A Fanfiction Story × Seo Yeonjun is living a tumultuous life. Juggling work and embracing his own brand of wildness. But everything changes the day a mountain encounter turns his world upside down, leading him into unexpected motherhood and into the pages of a fairytale he never meant to write. Meeting an aloof businessman, the heir to one of the wealthiest families in South Korea is never easy. Can Yeonjun keep his fearless, untamed spirit while living under the same roof or will the icy walls of Hong Soobin be the one to break him? Or perhaps... Will it be Soobin who ends up chasing him? ----- ATTENTION: THIS STORY IS NOT TRUE; SOME INFORMATION INSIDE THE STORY IS JUST MADE FROM THE AUTHOR'S IMAGINATIONS/INSPIRED BY WEBCOM STORIES. √ TYPOGRAPHICAL ERRORS √ WRONG GRAMMARS √ ENGLISH IS NOT THE AUTHOR'S FIRST LANGUAGE ∆ K-POP GROUP PRESENTS IN THIS STORY ∆

"What the fuck is your problem? Can't you just do as i say?!" Soobin glared at yeonjun who sat on the couch unbothered, adding more fuel to his anger. He dared to disobey soobin, which made him more irritated. "Are you deaf or what? I strictly told you not to go anywhere without telling me" Soobin gritted his teeth, clenching his fist as he was controlling his anger. He wasn't the one to control his anger, but he has to control it for yeonjun, he cant hurt hìm. He glared yeonjun who was sitting there using his phone. Soobin grabbed his phone and threw it on the floor harshly, hovering over his husband while looking at him angrily-- almost killing him with his stare. "My phone...." yeonjun had a scowl on his face now, which satisfied soobin. He leaned in more, keeping his face some inches apart from yeonjun. "Listen to me when i talk to you" he whispered, keeping the eye contact "And why would i do that?" "Because i am your husband"

synopsis Who are we? Like you even need to ask. We're the seven richer-than-sin legacies causing debauchery at the prestigious Astor University in Manhattan. Some call us spoiled. Some call us trouble. But everyone calls us the Park Avenue Princes. Choi Beomgyu "The Outrageous One" Or, as some of my fellow Park Avenue Princes like to call me, the Manwhore of Manhattan. Act like a sex god, dress like a sex god, be a sex god. In my opinion, these are fantastic life goals. I have no idea why my parents think I have no direction. I'm the fun one. Easygoing. A massive flirt. I get along with just about everyone, except... Kang Taehyun. Also known as "the Bane of My Existence" He's everything I'm not: Focused, effortlessly sexy but straight, and an ex-Park Avenue Prince. Or the "Pricks," as he likes to call us now. Our rivalry is legendary. Putting us within a hundred feet of each other is just asking for trouble. But no one other than the two of us knows why or how it began, and we plan to keep it that way. The unspoken agreement is that Taehyun keeps to his side of the city, I keep to mine, and we avoid each other at all costs. Which would be great, except we have to see each once a month at family dinner. Because Taehyun isn't only my arch-nemesis, he also happens to be... my stepbrother.

Who are we? Like you even need to ask. We're the seven richer-than-sin legacies causing debauchery at the prestigious Astor University in Manhattan. Some call us spoiled. Some call us trouble. But everyone calls us the Park Avenue Princes. Choi-Weston Beomgyu "The Playboy" I'm never one to turn down a bet. Especially not when it comes to retaliating against the dean for pulling a dick move before summer break. So when the dean's golden child arrives at Astor for his freshman year, my fellow troublemakers throw down a wager I can't resist. The target: the dean's son, Kang Terry Taehyun, or simply "Taehyun." The bet: corruption in any way I choose. It should've been easy. With his mess of brown curls, pouty lips, and good-boy reputation, Taehyun is the perfect revenge. And even better? He's straight. Challenge accepted. I'll do whatever it takes to prove a point, no matter how reckless it might be. Game. On. # Additional tags for extra info: Unresolved Sexual Tension Accidental Feelings Repressed Emotions Soft Moments Hidden Under Bad Decisions Pining So Much Pining Staring Across Rooms Jealousy Protective Hurt/Comfort Angst With A Happy Ending Flirting As A Defense Mechanism Choi Beomgyu Falls First And Hardest But Won't Admit It Rich Boys With Emotional Issues Someone Please Give These Boys Therapy

" Remember this, I will never love you Choi Yeonjun" " Like I am dieing to love you " A forced marriage between a human prince and a vampire prince, will they fall in love with eachother? #16 Top Taehyun #22 Top Soobin #22 Bottom Beomgyu #50 Yeonbin #4 Taegyu #13 Top Taehyun #1 Top Soobin #3 Top Taehyun #1 Bottom Beomgyu

Beomgyu never thought he'd look forward to his little sister's swimming lessons every week, but watching coach Taehyun glide effortlessly through the water had become the highlight of his week. The way Taehyun's toned body moved with confidence left Beomgyu secretly mesmerized- each class a struggle between pretending to watch his sister and stealing glances at the man who unknowingly held his attention. [COMPLETE 🔞]

Beomgyu froze, chest heaving, eyes flashing, fists trembling, trying not to give him the satisfaction. "S-Stop messing with me!" "Shh," Taehyun cut him off, grin sharp, cruel. "You're so alive when you resist." Taehyun leaned forward, licking Beomgyu's lips. Beomgyu shut his eyes tight, weakly pushing at him, fists trembling but unable to stop him.