Johan Crown, Arthit Clermont, Tonfah Creast, and Hill Lancelot lived in a world where only one percent of the population ever dared to dive in, a world of influence, power, and untouchable luxury. While hiding a few of his own secrets North navigates a new world filled with impossible beings. A mystical world far beyond North's reach or so he thought. Because, very soon, North would find himself standing at the center of that very chaos. Top Rankings: #1 Johan

Part 2 of The Star's Orbit And the saga continues...................

Johan Ploy, Johan Ploy, Johan Ploy! The chants were a rising tide, a deafening wave of devotion that crashed against the barricades. The cameras clicked like frantic crickets, capturing the blinding flash of his smile. He was the star everyone was watching. His fame was a gravitational force, pulling everyone into his orbit. North, on the other hand, was a different kind of star. He was the one who shone in the quiet darkness. He was a star on the ground, while Johan was a star in the sky. How could someone like North ever reach the star that was shining among other stars in the sky? Perhaps, the only way for the star on the ground to reach the star in the sky was to look up, to turn away from the blinding lights and find the one that was shining just for him.

North is the kind of person one might easily mistake for an angel. But as the saying goes, never judge a book by its cover. Beneath that angelic facade lies a mischievous spirit who thrives on attention. North is a natural flirt, effortlessly magnetic, and he rarely resists the thrill of a challenge-especially when it comes wrapped in the form of a daring game. He doesn't shy away from risks; in fact, he welcomes them with a smirk and a glint of recklessness in his eyes. Johan, on the other hand, is the complete antithesis. His very presence commands silence; a single glare from him can make even the boldest person falter. He is the embodiment of intensity-gruff, intimidating, and perpetually on edge. There's a dangerous allure about him, the kind that warns you to stay away even as it dares you to come closer. Johan is not the type of person one typically challenges-but for someone like North, that only makes him all the more irresistible. 🚫 Do not copy or replicate my work 🚫

Johan Ratchata had everything - money, power, and a smirk that made people crumble. As the cold, calculated CEO of Ratchata Enterprises, he commanded boardrooms and bedrooms alike. But beneath the sharp suits and sharper eyes lay a man haunted - by the ghost of a boy with sunshine in his smile and fire in his words. North wasn't his. Never had been. But for the past three years, Johan had been trying - and failing - to forget him. North Natchanan was chaos in human form: loud, fearless, and endlessly loyal to his ride-or-die crew - Nao, Easter, Daotok, and Typhoon. He had zero time for drama and even less for heartbreak. Between cracking jokes and standing up for his friends, North was busy loving his girlfriend JahJah and dreaming big, unaware that a storm named Johan was about to enter his world. And when fire meets ice - hearts will burn. Let the games begin.

The heavy door clicked shut, the sound echoing in the sudden silence of the grand room. North was gone. Johan stood frozen, the harsh words still ringing in his ears, a cruel symphony of rejection. "I never wanted this marriage... I will never love you... My heart belongs to someone else... to me, you're nothing." Each phrase was a fresh stab, twisting in the wound of his already aching heart. He'd known, deep down. He'd seen the way North's eyes never quite met his, the subtle flinches, the distant politeness that felt colder than outright hostility. But to hear it articulated so starkly, so brutally, stripped away any lingering illusions. This wasn't a misunderstanding or a temporary dislike. This was an absolute, unequivocal declaration of no love, no future, no hope. The lavish room, meant to be a symbol of their new life, now felt like a gilded cage. Every opulent detail, from the heavy drapes to the intricate carvings on the mantelpiece, seemed to mock his one-sided devotion. He was a husband in name, but in North's eyes, he was less than a stranger-a nothing

Johan Chalawit - the campus heartthrob, the notorious playboy, and the richest of them all. He has everything - looks that stop hearts, money that bends the world, and power that makes people kneel. But even a man who has everything doesn't always get what he truly desires. Johan would tear down empires, crush mountains, and set forests ablaze for him... But the cruel twist of fate? He belongs to someone else. North Natchanan - charming, goofy, and hardworking. He came from a modest life, built everything with his own hands, and was loved by everyone who met him. But the one he loved the most? His girlfriend. To her, he gave his heart fully, fearlessly. He was hers. He came too late. Time had already chosen its path. And North - vibrant, untouchable North - was never his to begin with. But love doesn't ask for permission, and Johan... Johan would carry his heart, quietly, eternally, even if it was never held in return

In the war-torn country of Verelia, an elite military team led by the unshakable North, sharp-minded Ter, warmhearted Phoon, stoic Dao, and their no-nonsense comrade Duenao (Nao) risk their lives daily on the frontlines - defending civilians, stabilizing villages, and building hope out of chaos. Enter the Seven Geniuses: Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah - brilliant young doctors from the prestigious Thanavong family - along with their equally gifted (and equally pampered) friends-slash-nurses Frank, James, and Tiger. For years, life was a game of skill and luxury for them - until one too many scandals pushed their influential grandfather to ship them off to Valeria as part of a medical outreach punishment... or "reality check," as he called it. Thrown into a battlefield where jokes don't save lives and fancy credentials mean little without compassion, the geniuses clash with the elite team immediately. Cue flying sarcasm, mismatched egos, and a lot of confused villagers. But amid blood, dust, and unexpected dance battles with local children, both teams slowly begin to change. The elites teach the geniuses how to serve with soul; the geniuses remind the elites what life beyond duty looks like. In the middle of war, a chaotic partnership forms - one forged in hardship, laughter, and a whole lot of growing up.

What if you were given a second chance in life? But the person you knew is no longer the same? Maxky and Bas have been best friends for a long time. Maxky harbors secret feelings for Bas but choses not to confess. He gets into an accident one day and when he wakes up, the world he lives in is no longer the same.

North was an omega born wrong in a world that feared him. His scent marked him as something rare, something unnatural. So his family hid him. Disguised him. Buried his truth beneath human clothes and silent days. He lived among humans pretending to be one, suppressing the bond-slick ache of instincts he was never allowed to feel. Until the day Johan found him. A chance meeting. A mistake, maybe. Or something deeper-older. Johan, an alpha carved from storm and command, wasn't meant to notice him. But he did. And when their eyes met, something ancient stirred. Something that refused to be hidden any longer. Because North was never meant to live in the shadows. And Johan was never meant to let him.