He didn't just see him. He claimed him. Han Jisung was just a ramen shop worker-loud, chaotic, and painfully average. Until one wrong turn lands him face-to-face with Lee Know: the city's most feared mafia boss, standing over a corpse with blood on his hands and a smirk on his lips. But Minho doesn't kill him. He falls obsessively, dangerously, possessively in love-on sight. And decides then and there: "You're mine. My bride. My property. Try to run... I'll enjoy the chase." ◇Side ships◇ - Hyunlix - Chanmin

when jisung is dared by his friend, felix to do a stupid text break. started: 3.14.2021 finished: 8.12.2021 maybe a sequel if y'all like it :-) i would love to continue this story line soon.

Jisung is a complicated person. He went through a lot, and doesn't know how to deal with it. He sleeps around, but one of his hooks up ended up troubling him a lot more than he ever thought. Minho is a simple person, and is ready to break Jisung's shell. TW Talks about mental health issues Abuse and violence Curses and a lot of mention of sex Contain: angst, fluff and smut (may be smut heavy?) I don't own any of the characters but I do own the story :)

On a gloomy regular day Jisung wakes up and checks the news. The news is going crazy, something from space crashed on earth and released a toxic gas. The gas is spreading and making people go crazy and almost zombie like... is this the apocalypse?... -Includes two ships, Minsung and Hyunlix- Credit- Thank you to @quokkaacola for helping me with this story!💗 This contains 18+ content!!‼️ aka smut COMPLETED💗

Jisung is crazy. Yes, everyone says Latinos are crazy, but Jisung? Hes not the 'haha, he's so funny' kind of crazy-no. The 'cause a scene, break the rules, and make you regret ever crossing him' kind of crazy. And Minho? He's stuck right in the middle of it. What starts as an expensive, dramatic whirlwind romance quickly turns into a chaotic obsession. Fights in the hallway, rooftop apologies, stolen kisses, and reckless decisions-Jisung gets what he wants, no matter what. And right now? He wants Minho. Badly.

[C O M P L E T E D] The last thing Jisung thought would threaten his life was a job offer and a crown prince. He'd think alcohol poisoning would get to him first, or the menace of Goguryeo guards at his heels. But here he was, at the mercy of the crown prince of Baekje with one job for him and Hwang Hyunjin- unless they choose death. Find, protect, and humor the supposed crown prince, his older brother: Lee Minho. And he thought it'd be easy. How hard was it to protect someone? However, he didn't think he'd be the one he's protecting the future king from. --- /I don't boast about my achievements in the tag rankings but on 07/25/2020 this book just got #1 on #HanJisung and I'm so proud of it 😌👉👈 And #1 on minsung on 08/25/2020

They had a contract and a shiny ring. Han Jisung was arranged to marry Lee Minho. Minho was still working for his father's business while Han was still in college. The thing is, they both did not know each other and especially did not like each other. Lee Minho was rude, cold while Han Jisung was the opposite. These two could never get married and could never fall in love with each other. That's only what they thought. How hard could marriage be? And how hard was it to fully love each other? started: 10/4/23 ended: 1/1/24 #1 in minsung (4/22/25) #1 in minsung (10/3/25)

Maybe I'm not perfect, maybe I'm not complete in myself, maybe I can't hold myself, but still, don't worry, I've Got You ♡ "Just one kiss?... Please?"

Just say that you love me too, and I will cross every boundary for you to be mine. Mine forever ♡ "Minho. Call me Minho"

Minho has always been good at hiding things like his grades, his past, and especially his feelings. That becomes a little harder when Han Jisung transfers into his department, loud, curious, and painfully easy to like. Minho falls first, silently. Jisung doesn't notice, until the silence starts to feel a little too loud. When tension lingers and glances last too long, someone has to make the first move. And it's not the one who fell first.