Choi Wonwoo has everything-wealth, beauty, and a family that would do anything to protect him. Unfortunately, that includes never letting him date. Tired of being the only one with zero romantic experience, Wonwoo makes one reckless decision: lie to his overprotective brother and sneak out for a night of freedom. It was supposed to be simple. It wasn't supposed to change everything.

The first time Mingyu saw him was when he was walking home from the last day of school, a day before his winter break, to be precise. It was as if he was looking in the mirror. Stone-cold eyes that looked like he was dead on the inside, a moving shell with no soul attached, an invisible wall around him that closed himself away from other people. Mingyu knows those eyes for they were akin to his. Perhaps that is why the image of the man never left his mind, even after several seasons have passed. Somewhere, out there, there is a person who is as broken as he is, the thought makes him less lonely. Yet, the day when the very man comes to look for him again, he appears with a smile, bringing the first hint of spring's warmth with him. One of his hands is stretched, waiting for Mingyu to reach it and engulf it in a foreign sense of tenderness. Mingyu almost failed to recognize him, because the man no longer reminded him of the dreary, cold winter night. He is but a radiant, lukewarm spring. With a voice so gentle, almost wary, he speaks; "Hello, Mingyu. Would you like to come home with me?"

Kim Mingyu has been betrothed to Jeon Wonwoo since they were both children-an arrangement that never particularly interested him-until their wedding night, when he sees the omega's face for the first time.

"'You should have just let me die!' he screams, his voice choked with emotion as he storms away, rain mingling with the tears streaming down his cheeks. How could destiny be so twisted? Of all people, he never imagined he'd be soulmated to a vampire. Why him? 'Wait!' the vampire pleads, urgency lacing his words. 'I don't even know your name!' 'You should have thought of that before you offered me your blood!' Wonwoo snaps back, each word laced with hurt as he strides through the downpour, heart racing and mind reeling. OR Wonwoo and Mingyu become soulmates - more or less - by accident.

PREYS OF THE FOREST: BOOK 3 𝐊𝐈𝐌 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘𝐔 𝐗 𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐖𝐎𝐎 Kim Mingyu, Crown Prince of Jeju, is known for his charm, warmth, and unwavering devotion to his people-especially his sister. Life was planned, orderly, simple. Until 𝙝𝙚 arrived. He wasn't supposed to mean anything, just another guest with a political purpose. But something about him disrupts Mingyu's calm, makes the sea feel louder, the air sharper. He shouldn't feel this drawn. He doesn't have the time, the space, or the right. But Mingyu's heart keeps returning to the cold prince who refuses to see him. And he's not sure he can walk away, even if that's exactly what he should do. 🜲 Jeon Wonwoo, Crown Prince of Ulleung, was built on silence and steel. Emotions were a liability, closeness a threat, and love-completely off-limits. He came to Jeju to bond with Minseo, not to be haunted by her brother's gaze, not to 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 anything he can't explain. He's loud in the quietest ways, bright in the spaces Wonwoo tries to keep dark. And it's terrifying. Because Wonwoo doesn't fall. He doesn't break. But with him, he's starting to wonder if some cages are worth unlocking. Mingyu is like an owl: someone that watches you all throughout, in the quiet and in solace. And Wonwoo doesn't know how wise of a decision it is to fall for his calls. ⚜°•ranks: #1 in princexprince #2 in seventeenmingyu #2 in seventeenwonwoo #3 in wonmin #4 in royalau #10 in meanie

Book #2 of The Wrong Alpha Series These feelings are utterly wrong. He's an impostor. But if he isn't? They're even more wrong. The last time Choi Wonwoo saw Seungcheol, Wonwoo was five and Seungcheol was sixteen. Wonwoo barely remembers him. He remembers adoring his brother and remembers missing him, but his childhood memories faded as he grew up. Fifteen years later, a man who calls himself Choi Seungcheol finally comes home after the war ends. He has documents that prove his identity, and he has Seungcheol's dark hair, blue eyes, and broad shoulders. There's no reason to think he isn't who he says he is-except for Wonwoo's strange, inexplicable attraction to the man who claims to be Seungcheol. Wonwoo refuses to believe he's that sick: related alphas and omegas can't be drawn to each other or get fixated on their sibling's scent. It's unnatural. It's perverse. Could he be an impostor? But if he is, who is he-and why is he pretending to be Choi Seungcheol? This book can be read on its own or as part of the series The Wrong Alpha.

When young art teacher Kwon Soonyoung accepts a position to tutor Wealthy Businessman Kim Mingyu's younger brother Kim Chan, he doesn't expect his journey to be anything but ordinary. Yet, on a quiet, mist-covered road, he encounters a mysterious man in white, ethereal, sorrowful, and lost. The brief meeting stirs something in Soonyoung: curiosity. At the manor, he meets Kim Mingyu, the cold, reserved heir whose eyes carry the weight of a love lost too soon. Locked away in silence and shadow, Mingyu is a man haunted by the tragic death of his spouse, his once-in-a-lifetime love. As days pass, the walls of the manor begin to whisper the secret kept. Then comes an anonymous letter, the one that opens old wounds and exposes truths long buried. In the heart of grief and secrecy, Kwon Soonyoung finds himself drawn into something far more profound than art... and begins to suspect the nameless man in white was never a stranger, not a coincidence but someone closely related to Kim Mingyu.

Desire is a drug. And they were each other's favorite dose. Kim Mingyu has everything: looks, money, and a string of regrets he drowns in parties and smoke. The only thing he gives a damn about is the boys he grew up with. Everything else? Disposable. Jeon Wonwoo arrives in Seoul with quiet intentions: focus on his studies and survive the city. But fate or maybe something darker-pulls him into Mingyu's orbit. Their worlds collide in a library, of all places. A single warning to keep the noise down sets off a chain of encounters neither can walk away from. What begins as curiosity quickly turns into obsession. And when you play with fire long enough, someone's bound to burn. Some love stories are meant to consume you whole.

Kim Mingyu is a murderer. Jeon Wonwoo doesn't know the details of his crime, and he doesn't want to. All he knows is Kim Mingyu is evil, and his colleagues at Going prison shudder at his name. But Wonwoo has caught Mingyu's eyes, and they start flirting in the early hours. It's forbidden, terrifying, but arousing too. One whisper of 'Freshman' from Mingyu, and Wonwoo's stomach flutters, and his pulse increases.

Interest turns into attention. Attention turns into desire. Desire turns into obsession. Wonwoo never asked to be seen. Mingyu never learned how to look away. In the hush of late nights and stolen glances, interest turns dangerous, attention turns consuming, and desire learns how to wait. But when someone watches you long enough- is it fear you feel... or is it want? A slow, dark descent into obsession, silence, and want- where love is dangerous and being chosen is the most terrifying thing of all. Author's Note: This story is entirely my own creation. If anything feels familiar, it's purely a coincidence-everything here comes straight from my brain, my mood swings, and a little bit of 3AM chaos. Thank you for supporting my work and respecting it💎