dorm rivalries, endless pranks, and one infuriatingly charming enemy. Jeon Wonwoo wanted peace from college, he got Kim Mingyu instead. And somewhere between the pranks and petty wins, the scoreboard started tracking something else entirely. "If you hate me so much, quit staring, love." "I'm trying to figure out how you talk this much with a brain that small." ★ top rankings #2 in minwon #1 in jeongcheol

Wonwoo, an alpha who never believed in shallow bonds, longs for something deeper-a soulmate. When a new omega arrives on campus, he finds himself drawn in ways he can't ignore. But fate takes an unexpected turn, intertwining his path with another alpha, Kim Mingyu, whose presence will challenge everything he thought he wanted-and everything he thought he knew about love.

Mingyu slammed the files onto the paler man's desk, his brows furrowing in irritation. "If I had a dollar for every time you've gotten under my skin, I'd be a millionaire." Wonwoo's smirk was sharp, his eyes sparkling with challenge, it's true, he loved to get under the art director's skin, "And if I had a dollar for every time you've been an utter disappointment, I'd be swimming in cash." The IT Director, Wonwoo, and Art Director, Mingyu, can't stand each other's guts. Their interactions are a constant battleground of colorful jabs and festering rage. But under all that tension, is hate the only thing they share in common? -also on ao3-

They forced him to kneel, but he never bowed. Jeon Wonwoo - a name whispered in smoke and engine oil, the masked demon of the underground circuit. An Omega by biology, a beast by choice. He was never supposed to exist in that world, let alone rule it. But society doesn't care how fast you drive. They just want you to slow down, submit... marry. And that's when Kim Mingyu entered the scene. The youngest CEO in Korea's elite. An Alpha with too much power, too many secrets, and a single obsession: Wonwoo. Under the guise of a business contract, Mingyu shackled him. A marriage on paper. A prison behind glass walls and expensive sheets. Wonwoo signed with a sneer. He never planned to stay. But Alpha instincts don't fade - and Mingyu's control masks something darker, something primal. What happens when the Omega everyone thought was weak... Turns out to be the flame the Alpha can't put out? "You wanted a marriage?" "Then burn with me, Kim Mingyu." @minwon......

Kim Mingyu, a brilliant gynecologist, and Jeon Wonwoo, an equally brilliant trauma surgeon, spend years fighting like a divorced couple despite never actually dating. The hospital staff, their interns, and practically every patient assume they are secretly married. Then disaster strikes when an anonymous complaint threatens Mingyu's career. While the entire hospital panics, Wonwoo finds himself standing beside Mingyu through every step of the investigation, proving that his concern goes far beyond professional courtesy. Unfortunately, one accidental confession later... "You love me." "Yes, I do." ...and Wonwoo immediately runs away from his own feelings.

Boo Seungkwan, the meticulous Packaging Director, and Chwe Vernon Hansol (Vernon), the innovative Creative Designer, both work at Do Re Mi Cosmetics. Despite their contrasting roles, they have always worked well together, earning them a reputation as a dynamic duo within the company. However, when a rumor spreads that they're romantically involved, they decide to play along with the idea to avoid further office gossip. At first, their fake relationship is just another project to manage. Seungkwan, with his attention to detail, ensures they put on a convincing show, while Vernon, with his creative flair, makes the act seem effortless and fun. However, as they spend more time together, Seungkwan starts to develop real feelings for Vernon. He admires Vernon's creativity, his ability to turn ideas into beautiful designs, and the genuine kindness that shines through in everything he does. Vernon, on the other hand, remains unaware of Seungkwan's growing affection. To him, their relationship is just a well-executed performance, a way to keep the office buzzing while they focus on their work. He enjoys the camaraderie and the ease with which they've fallen into this new routine but doesn't realize that Seungkwan's feelings have deepened. As Seungkwan's emotions become harder to hide, he finds himself at a crossroads. Should he confess his true feelings to Vernon and risk ruining their professional relationship, or should he continue the charade, knowing that Vernon may never see him as more than a colleague and a fake partner? The boundaries between reality and their act blur, leaving Seungkwan in a whirlwind of uncertainty. Will Vernon ever see beyond the act, or will Seungkwan's feelings remain unrequited?

Seungkwan normal history college student time travels to the past of king Hansol's Reign . OR chaos occurs when seungkwan wakes up in past to find himself as the most favored courtesan . English is not my first language.

Sam has been hopelessly in love with Rick for as long as he can remember. Nine years older, guarded, and impossibly out of reach, Rick has always seen Sam as nothing more than a shy boy from the pack. But Sam has never been able to look away from him, even when loving Rick meant wanting someone who would never want him back. Rick knows a thing or two about hopeless love. Closeted all his life and still nursing the wounds of loving his straight best friend, Rick has buried every forbidden desire beneath discipline, duty, and his obsession with leading the pack team to victory. Love has only ever taught him restraint. Want has only ever brought him pain. Then a series of last-minute changes forces Rick to recruit Sam, now twenty, bold, flamboyant, and nothing like the quiet boy Rick remembers. Sam tests his patience. Tempts his control. Makes him feel things he thought he had buried for good. With the tournament only months away and their hearts caught in a game neither of them knows how to win, Rick must decide whether to keep playing safe-or risk everything for the one love he never saw coming.

Wrote this book in honor of my 2 favorite ships from bts and svt, taekook and minwon. --- There were two kinds of legends at Hwanil University. The kind who got perfect grades, led student clubs, and made professors smile-and the kind who looked like they'd stepped out of a drama, dazzling everyone with a single glance in the hallway. Jeon Wonwoo was both. A second-year student majoring in literature and a prominent member of the student council, Wonwoo kept to himself, glasses low on his nose, eyes forever lost in books. He spoke softly, smiled rarely, and blushed easily-especially when praised. Despite his quiet nature, his name passed through lips all over campus, always paired with phrases like "so pretty," "so smart," or "so mysterious." And then there was Kim Taehyung, a third-year art student and the proud leader of the university's drama club. He was loud where Wonwoo was silent, sunshine where Wonwoo was moonlight. With his signature boxy grin and bright-patterned scarves, Taehyung lit up every room he walked into-and left hearts in disarray behind him. Neither expected their lives to change with the arrival of two first-years. Mingyu and Jungkook met in high school-bonding over football, snacks, and a shared talent for making girls squeal and boys grumble. The duo had one simple goal: dominate the university football team and live their best lives. Two younger brothers. Two older brothers. One campus full of chaos, crushes, and competition. And neither Mingyu nor Jungkook had any idea that the person they were falling for... was the other's older brother

BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.