Seungmin is loved. By seven people. He just doesn't know it yet. ㅡ or ㅡ Seungmin is just another struggling university student. Orphaned young, drowning in debt, and working shifts at a local cafe to survive, he's trying his best to keep his head down and his grades up with constant paranoia on his back. Things take a turn when he starts receiving strange gifts from an unknown sender, and suddenly, Seungmin's life isn't the same anymore.

"Pull the trigger, Detective. Months and months of playing with your head, this will be where you snap." The voice was smooth, edges coiled in the same cold stoicism it had carried since day one. Chan exhaled shakily, swallowing hard enough that his throat burned. "I can't do it." The words rushed out too fast, jaw ticking as his arm stayed locked in place. Minho's smirk curved, slow and delicious. "I have done nothing to you in order for you to not be able to shoot me." Ghost stepped forward, deliberately pressing his chest against the barrel of the gun, rainwater trailing down strands of blonde hair. "I am not the reason you have lost your head, Chris." Chan shoved the gun harder into his chest, breath stuttering. Don't listen to him. Don't listen to him. Don't fucking listen to him. After all this time, he had been too stupid. "You could kill me if you want," Minho continued calmly, "But we both know that you are too attached to me to go through with it. Your mind is mine. You'll think of me even after I am dead. I curated you into this corruption. I will be the mistake you never stop making. The thought you will not be able to control." His eyes gleamed, rain mixing with something darker. "Ironic, isn't it?" he murmured. "That your mind ended up belonging a serial killer. When you are a figure of jurisdiction." He leaned closer, voice dropping to a whisper. "And the cruelest part?" "Is that it is not just your mind that I own, it is your heart too."

"Even silence has a story to tell " ... Kim Daeyun had it all - a loving husband, a beautiful home, and a career that painted her life in soft, perfect colors. To the world, she was an artist adored by everyone... until one ordinary night turned her entire existence into a haunting mystery. Bang Chan, her husband, is found dead. And Daeyun - covered in his blood hasn't spoken a single word since. Her silence becomes a riddle no one can solve. Was it shock? Was it guilt? Or was it something much darker? ... Enters Kim Seungmin - a calm, determined psychotherapist obsessed with one thing: finding out why Daeyun stopped speaking. The closer he gets, the more tangled the truth becomes - love, jealousy, obsession, and betrayal weaving into a portrait too twisted to understand. And then there's Park Aera, Seungmin's wife-perfect on the outside, secretive on the inside. Because sometimes, silence isn't peace. Sometimes it's protection. In a world where words can destroy and silence can kill, everyone hides something - and Daeyun's silence might be the loudest scream of them all. a story of love, guilt, and the haunting truths we bury beneath our silence. ... THIS BOOK IS ACTUALLY THE FAN-FIC VERSION OF THE BOOK SILENT PATIENT BY ALEX MICHAELIDES- all credits to @need_hyunjin © All Rights Reserved

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?"??. An 18 year old alpha screamed at the top of his lungs while trying to cover himself as he was standing butt naked in the shower while glaring at the omega who was now looking at him with hungry lustful eyes.... "Ohh! baby boy... I just want to ask if you want something or not..". The omega whispered seductively while taking steps towards the alpha.... And soon pinned the alpha on the wet bathroom wall...

Enter Lee Minho, a doctor who can't function without logic, a schedule, and at least three backup plans. Precision is etched into every movement, and he speaks like has a stick up his ass. Enter Christopher Bang, a lawyer who can't go a minute without flirting with anything that breathes. A charming man. Allergic to sleep. Physically incapable of shutting up. Now drop these two young men into a courtroom, make them both- respectfully- lose, and award them joint custody of a seven-year-old who can't spell the word enough. Boom. Disaster. Case closed.

Lee Minho and Han Jisung are best friends, both members of a famous K-pop group. They jokingly flirt around from time to time, never something serious, until... Minho finds out Jisung has a princess kink. smut book lol TOP LEEKNOW BOTTOM JISUNG

Felix Lee 24, Australian-Korean, new long-haul flight attendant for Aurora Airlines. Deep voice, freckles, sunshine personality on the outside, but actually guarded and sharp-tongued when provoked. Known on board as "the pretty one who will smile while telling you to fuck off in Korean." Hwang Hyunjin 26, the youngest ever Captain at Aurora Airlines. Cold, arrogant, perfectionist, terrifying reputation among crew. Looks like a runway model but has the temper of a military general. Hates incompetence, hates small talk, hates being touched without permission. Has flown fighter jets before going commercial. Rich family, zero need for the job, does it because he's bored. One spilled champagne flute. One fake turbulence call. One locked cockpit door. Eleven years of restraint. Two years of pretending. Both shattered in a single heartbeat. This is the story of what happens when an omega decides an alpha has to earn the right to beg... and the alpha realises he would burn the sky down to be allowed to kneel. Clear air turbulence was never the problem. The storm was always them. Welcome abroad... _Sheen

"I'm Felix." "Fee...lix..." "You can talk?" All hotshot Lee Felix wants is to get through his last year at high school without any drama. No dating, no girls, and no heartbreaks. That all changes when he meets Hwang Se-mi, a deaf girl in his class who he soon finds a new interest in. Will Felix be able to open up Se-mi's silent heart? RANKINGS: #8 IN STRAYKIDSFF #6 IN STRAYKIDSFF #2 IN STRAYKIDSFF #23 IN CHANGBIN #13 IN HAN

Heaven and Hell have always been at war. Their hatred runs so deep it's carved into the bones of every prince born to their thrones-especially Prince Chan of the Underworld and Prince Felix of the Heaven Kingdom. Raised to despise one another without ever meeting, they carry centuries of blood, betrayal, and vengeance in their veins. Until one night, everything changes. At a secret summit in the neutral Forest Kingdom, Chan and Felix meet as strangers-unaware of who the other truly is. And in that moment, the world stops. A glance. A breath. A connection that feels dangerously right. Then the truth is revealed. And it shatters everything. They are the enemies they were born to hate.And they will try-oh, they will try-to destroy that feeling. They'll hurl cruel words, try to break each other apart, wound what's most sacred in the other, desperate to crush what they feel.But the love growing between them doesn't burn out-it erupts, wild and unstoppable, like a firestorm in their hearts. This is a story of enemies turned lovers. Of forbidden touches, violent tension, and a passion that could tear the world in two. They'll have to face everything-Heaven, Hell, and themselves-to find out: Can love rewrite the fate of Heaven and Hell?

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘬𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦?" Felix smirked whilst chewing his gum loudly. He was sitting on the edge of a crate like he owned it, legs dangling and looking at Chan with that same infuriating smirk. "One day someones gonna figure out that your not as 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘯 as everyone thinks, cause you keep using me to get all the filth you need for your cases instead of asking an official informant." Felix continued, and Chan finally spoke. "What else am I supposed to do Lee? You may be a disaster but your the best at getting the dirt I need." "You could just stop coming to me." Felix smirked tilting his head seeing something tick in Chan's jaw. "𝘊𝘢𝘯𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦." Felix snickered with a lazy grin. "𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰."