Two kingdoms. A thousand-year feud. A prophecy that whispers of ruin. The Vampiric Kingdom of Noxhaven and the Werewolf Kingdom of Frenrivar have survived generations fueled by hate, betrayal, and bloodshed. A fragile peace holds-thin as moonlight, sharp as fangs-kept alive only by fear and the cursed forest that divides them. But the balance shatters the night the vampire heir marked by an eclipse-born prophecy, encounters a silent and deadly werewolf prince. No one can explain why fate allowed it. But in that moment, two enemies felt something that should never exist. A pull. A crack in destiny's spine. Mates. Bound by a force powerful enough to heal a world... or burn it to ash. A ancient prophecies awaken and shadows gather at the edges of both kingdoms. War stirs. Assassins hunt. Armies rise in the dark. And Dunk and Joong find themselves trapped between duty and desire, between their crowns and their hearts, between the fate they were born into and the future they desperately want. To love each other is treason. To stay apart is agony. To protect each other may ignite the war their ancestors died to avoid. And to give up on each other may be the one thing destiny refuses to allow. one question threatens to tear their world apart: Will their love save their kingdoms... or destroy them both? Because in a world built on ancient hatred, where prophecies choose the living and the damned... loving the wrong person isn't just dangerous. It's fatal. ‼️Mpreg‼️

A story about a quite innocent student name Est Supha met a popular campus fuckboy name William Jakrapatr.

A short 18+ fictional one shot drabble on JoongDunk's Rome trip!

Playing with Fire - Black Orchid Book One Hitman × Escort × Informant Chicago has a club that rich people don't admit they visit. Black Orchid-velvet rooms, private rules, and a price for everything. Joong is the city's cleanest hitman. Quiet. Precise. Untouchable. The kind of man who doesn't threaten-he finishes. Dunk is Black Orchid's most dangerous escort. Not because he's soft. Because he's smart. He knows how to survive men who think money makes them gods. Then the police corner Dunk and turn him into a weapon: Get close to Joong. Get something real. No wires in a van. No interrogation room. Just silk sheets, controlled breaths, and questions asked with a smile. Joong keeps booking him anyway. Not because he trusts him-because he wants to know why. What follows isn't romance. It's a power game-slow, intimate, brutal. Joong tightening rules. Dunk learning how to bend them. Each meeting a test. Each touch a trap. And while they circle each other, Black Orchid rots from the inside: a new drug, corrupt money, and bodies that keep showing up "accidentally." Everyone is lying. Everyone is using someone. No one is innocent. This isn't a love story. It's a fire. And once you step into Black Orchid, you don't walk out untouched.

Everyone knew Joong and Dunk loved each other. Everyone-except the world watching them. One misunderstanding. One silent departure. Ten years of absence. Joong lost his lover, his friends, his warmth. Dunk lost everything else. When Dunk returns after a decade, Joong doesn't rage. He doesn't cry. He doesn't even look at him. And that hurts more than hate ever could. A story of love ruined by silence, loyalty tested by time, and forgiveness that comes only after breaking completely.

They married for money, power, and mutual disdain...but love wasn't part of the deal. Or A marriage of convenience turns into a battle of wills... and hearts.

Two heirs. Two souls bound by power, secrets, and a hunger that defies reason. Joong Archen Aydin returns from France with the calm of a man who's learned how to hide his fire. Dunk Natcha Boonpresert-the world's perfect gentleman-keeps a darkness behind his smile, a whisper that tells him to destroy what he loves before it destroys him. When their paths cross again, old scars bleed in silence. Desire turns sharp, restraint burns, and every glance feels like temptation wearing a suit. Because some obsessions aren't meant to fade. Some loves aren't meant to heal. And some men were born to obey the dark. A psychological romance of obsession, temptation, and the quiet violence of wanting what you shouldn't.

Dunk's life didn't fall apart all at once. It rotted. The day his father remarried a woman young enough to be his sister, Dunk learned how quietly a home could become a grave. She erased his mother with a smile. Sold her things. Mocked her death. Drained his father's accounts, his spine, his will. And treated Dunk like something in the way - something disposable. When there was nothing left to steal, she vanished. Cold. Untouched. Unpunished. Dunk learns the world doesn't punish monsters. It rewards them. Until he finds her again. Beautiful. Untarnished. On the arm of Joong Archen - thirty-two, obscenely rich, untouchably powerful. A man dangerous enough to ruin lives without ever dirtying his hands. A man she plans to consume next. So Dunk doesn't chase her. He aims higher. He decides to destroy her the only way that will matter. He will make Joong choose him. Desire him. Protect him. Believe in him. Ruiner her by loving the wrong person. He will turn his beauty into a weapon. His youth into bait. His grief into leverage. His rage into strategy. Because a twenty-two-year-old with nothing left to lose is the most lethal thing alive. What Dunk doesn't plan for is Joong Archen becoming obsessed. Not infatuated. Not charmed. Obsessed in a way that is dark and absolute and violent. Joong doesn't fall in love. He consumes. He cages. He shields with blood and teeth and devotion. He worships Dunk like something holy - and something owned. And when Dunk realizes he didn't just seduce a powerful man but awakened something twisted, possessive, and irreversible- it's already far too late. Because Dunk wanted revenge. He never meant to break a man who doesn't know how to lose. And Joong Archen is not the kind of man you wound and survive.

A pilot who's never home. A surgeon who never sleeps. Two neighbors who only pass each other in the halls. New lives in the sky, surviving on caffeine and borrowed sleep. Tay lives at the hospital-cold, distant, and permanently exhausted. They share an elevator, a hallway, and schedules that never line up... but not a single word. Until one night ruins everything. Their partners are cheating- with each other. Sometimes love isn't on time. Sometimes it only shows up at odd hours.

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