For thirty years, Sheng ShaoYou was HuaYong's husband, but never his lover. An Alpha too proud to accept an Enigma above him, he chose distance over devotion, tolerance over tenderness. Hua Yong never complained. Never demanded. He simply stayed. Until he couldn't. When illness takes Hua Yong from him, Sheng ShaoYou is left with a house full of memories and a heart full of words he never said. Regret comes too late, heavy, suffocating, unforgiving. But fate is cruel in strange ways. When he opens his eyes, he is back at the beginning. This time, Sheng ShaoYou will not waste thirty years loving him too late. (Also on AO3)

CELESTIAL STARS Book One: Where Our Stars Align ✨ Six chosen. One destiny. Not all will survive the stars. ✨ Six students. Two rival schools. One cosmic destiny. When a meteor shower crashes near an ancient temple, six students-Dunk, Joong, Phuwin, Pond, Gemini, and Fourth-are inexplicably drawn to celestial pendants that should not exist. Each pendant resonates with a power beyond their understanding-fire, water, light, cosmic, solar, and shadow. They weren't chosen by chance. They were chosen by the stars. As the pendants awaken into powerful Morphers, the six are pulled into a hidden world of ancient forces and unseen threats. Guided by a mentor who seems to know more than he reveals, they must learn to control abilities they barely understand-while navigating school rivalries, fragile friendships, and emotions they can no longer ignore. But something else is stirring. Something older. Darker. And it's been waiting. As tensions rise and bonds begin to fracture, the line between ally and enemy starts to blur. Because power doesn't just unite. It reveals. And when the stars finally align... not all of them may survive it.

Perfect crimes don't exist. That's what Detective Joong believes - until a series of untouchable elites begin dying in "accidents." Every death is clean. Carefully designed. Every detail controlled. Every victim... deserving. No evidence. No witnesses. No mistakes. Assigned to the case under his brilliant superior chief, Detective Dunk, Joong quickly becomes the department's sharpest weapon. Young. Intelligent. Too perceptive for his own good. But as the investigation deepens, Joong starts noticing something strange. Tiny inconsistencies. Patterns no one else sees. Clues that feel less like oversights... and more like invitations. A game. A test. A confession hidden in plain sight. The closer Joong gets to the truth, the more dangerous it becomes - not just for the killer, but for his own heart. Because falling for someone while hunting a monster is one thing. Finding out you're carrying his child? That changes everything. And when the final choice comes justice or love someone is bound to burn. "Turn me in and I'll still look at you like you're the only thing I've ever wanted." ‼️MPREG‼️

Set in the 1920s Once, Dunk Natachai Boonprasert believed in warmth. Now, he lives with a heart that knows only duty-and a son who keeps him breathing. Joong Archen is pulled out of the shadows by a marriage he never chose, into a house where love has been buried under silence and loss. Two lives scarred by fate. One child holding them together. Between quiet mornings, restrained words, and emotions left unsaid, something fragile begins to stir-hesitant, trembling, real. This is not a story of love found easily. It is a story of love that asks softly- let us live.

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‼️

When college student Sheng Shaoyou loses his scholarship and needs a part-time job fast, the last place he expects to find work is at a tiny, temperamental bakery named "Sweet Theory." It's run by Hua Yong , a stoic perfectionist who treats baking like warfare and despises incompetence. Every past assistant has quit within a week. But Shaoyou's mix of clueless optimism and unshakable kindness slowly disarms Hua Yong's rigid world of rules, timers, and perfectly measured sugar. Through flour fights, burnt croissants, nosy customers, and late-night baking sessions, their lives begin to intertwine and somewhere between rolling dough and rolling eyes, love begins to rise.

- DunkJoong Story.

Jerrin and Devhan are two of the country's most prominent young CEOs. They are also known as fierce rivals. They are famous, especially in the eyes of the public, with their faces constantly appearing in the news and newspapers. Meanwhile... their twins? Jarrin and Dabeen are the exact opposite. They are known not just for being the siblings of the two famous young CEOs, but for their mischievous antics. A story of two sets of twins falling in love-a JoongDunk and DunkJoong story.

Some nights exist only to be misunderstood. They wear loud music and dim lights like disguises, convincing people that nothing important can happen under neon and spilled drinks. They pretend to be forgettable. Disposable. A pause between ordinary days. But fate has always loved crowded rooms. It likes witnesses. It likes chaos. It likes when people aren't paying attention Joong didn't believe in destiny. He believed in momentum. Life, to him, was a series of impulses stitched together by charm and instinct. You leaned forward, smiled first, spoke faster than your doubt. If you hesitated, you lost. If you joked, people stayed. If you left before things got serious, no one could hurt you. This philosophy had worked beautifully so far. Tonight, however, was not his idea of beautiful. He was wedged into a booth at the corner of the bar, one leg bouncing, fingers tapping an impatient rhythm against a sweating glass. Across from him sat heartbreak in human form, mascara smudged, voice trembling, telling the same story for the fourth time. "He went to her," his friend, Pond said, breath hitching dramatically, "like I wasn't even there." Joong nodded. Again. Supportively. He had mastered this nod. It said I hear you without promising I agree. The bar hummed around them. Laughter burst and dissolved. Someone cheered near the dance floor. The bass vibrated through the floorboards, steady and insistent, like a second heartbeat. Joong leaned back, scanning the room out of habit more than interest. He catalogued exits. People. Energy. It was a survival instinct disguised as casual observation. Pond sniffed, gripping his wrist suddenly, "he's here." Joong's gaze snapped back. "Here as in... here here?" He nodded, eyes glinting with wounded determination. "I wouldn't lie about that." That, at least, was true. He leaned closer, lowering her voice like they were plotting a crime. "I want him to feel it. Just once. What he did to me."

Genre: Historical BL, Fantasy Romance, Transmigration, Angst-Fluff-Smut. Setting: A regal empire, possibly vaguely inspired by South/Southeast Asian kingdoms Core Premise: Joong (from 2025), just minding his own business in the modern world, suddenly transmigrates into the body of a royal prince-seconds before that prince is about to be gifted to the terrifying, legendary General Dunk. No one else knows it's not the same Joong anymore. The original prince was scared and resistant; our Joong, however, sees Dunk and goes: "I get it. I get the hype. I am intrigued. And possibly into it." Dunk, meanwhile, has a reputation that can make kingdoms fall without a battle. He's regal, feared, undefeated-and completely uninterested in politics. But when the prince is handed to him, and he sees that Joong doesn't flinch like before... Something stirs.