They meet at a party thrown by their friends. But can their attraction really turn into love? Even when one belongs to the mafia and the other is still hung up on their ex? • Mafia / Crime • Story 3/4 • Includes members of other groups 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙡𝙨 𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚!

Ever heard of the "blind leading the blind"? Well, how about "broken fixing the broken"? Now you have. Welcome to a story about two men-each carrying their own scars, battling their own demons, and, above all, fighting. From strangers to teammates to rivals to friends to lovers... and back to- nope, I won't spoil it. I can only promise that you'll laugh, cry, hold your breath-and then probably cry again. But trust me, you won't want to miss this one.

Born into violence. Grown to be a warrior. Will the Prophecy of the Eight be fulfilled? Will defiance change his people's destiny? Start: 4th Nov 2024 End: 17th Jun 2025

"The Empire is willing to end this war, but only if we grant something of great value to them." "And what did you offer them?" Wooyoung asked apprehensively. "You shall be betrothed to the Crown Prince of The Ellesmere Empire."

Wooyoung and San were never supposed to be complicated. Friends with benefits, no strings attached, no messy emotions-just fun. But that was before San's forced into a fake relationship for his parents' political gain, before Wooyoung was forced to watch him play the perfect boyfriend to someone else, and before jealousy started to blur the lines they swore they wouldn't cross. Now, every touch burns hotter, every glance lingers too long, and every argument threatens to tear them apart. Because the truth is, Wooyoung doesn't just want San-he loves him. And San? He's spent so long pretending that he's not sure what's real anymore. But love doesn't come without consequences, and in the end, they might destroy each other before they ever figure it out. ━━━━━━━━━━━ HEARTBEAT | woosan Book 2 of PRESTIGE All is fair in love and war.

[completed] "Very romantic, don't you think?" Wooyoung asked as they settled in. San raised an eyebrow. "What, the view?" "Everything. The view. The atmosphere. Us." Wooyoung leaned forward, resting his chin on his hands, flashing his most charming smile. "Feels like the kind of place people come for... special occasions." San blinked, then gave him an amused look. "Are you trying to tell me something?" Wooyoung resisted the urge to scream in frustration. Yes, San. I am trying to tell you something. I have been for weeks. Marry me, you idiot. Or: the five times Wooyoung tried to get San to propose. And the one time San did.