A tattoo parlor opens next to Jisung's bookstore and run by the heavily inked Lee brothers, he knows nothing good can come of it. Until heartbreak finds him falling into the arms of the demon next door and he discovers that just maybe, he'd judged a book by its cover. ** "You know... you're pretty nice for a guy who probably lives in his mom's basement." ________ Minho's sharp eyes are filled with sincerity and want as they study his face. "Princess, in my dreams I've traced your lines a thousand times."

Someone told Jisung once that in the event of an emergency, a person should always know a lawyer, a doctor, and a trustworthy mechanic. Well, his friend Seungmin is in school to be a lawyer, his cousin Hwasa is a cardiologist, and he does, in fact, have a business card for a mechanic. But not just any mechanic. No. In his possession, Jisung holds the business card for the hottest mechanic who ever rolled in grease, with muscles, tattoos, and purple hair. But he has one teeny tiny problem. A brand new car with nothing wrong with it. What is a desperate gay with dreams of having sex on the hood of his car to do? Well, if it isn't broke and won't be broke anytime soon... break it yourself. ******** Lifting the hood, Jisung's eyes expand, and his phone clatters to the ground. "Ahhh! Jinnie!" "What? What's wrong!?!" Shrill shouts of alarm come from his phone as he stares at the empty space where the engine should be. Hands shaking, he picks up his iPhone. "S-someone stole my engine! It's gone! There's nothing but a tire here!" "WHAT!!" Or - Jisung is a dumbass, and Minho is an emotionally constipated mechanic

Where Han Jisung is the devout and well-behaved son of a Christian pastor, and Lee Minho is the devil-may-care delinquent who shows him how freeing it feels to sin. *** "How does it feel?" "Like it was cruel of God to make it a sin."

Lee Minho's life takes a turn when his rival from high school joins his baseball team after years apart. Han Jisung is a little crazy, a little eccentric, and he drives Minho crazy... in more ways than one. What happens when their old rivalry sparks back to life in the form of fiery competition and... something more? *A bit on the spicier side ;) *Seriously these guys can get interesting

Jisung likes his life as a blacksmith, but he's always felt something missing. Some sort of adventure, like his customers always brag about. Something fairy tales would be jealous of. Something new... like the man who just walked through his door. ---------- Jisung goes on an adventure he didn't expect, and finds a romance that feels quite... magical. -------- Explicit, fantasy-oriented.

Like a parasite, they infiltrated. He had played these games before so it had been like second nature to him but Prince Jisung ended up becoming the variable that ruined it all for him. Like a virus, Minho got infected.

In the debate world, there are five unspoken rules. The first four are trivial; simple social laws that every sane person would understand. But the last one. Now that's something. Rule Number Five: Never, ever, under any circumstances, date your debate partner. *lowkey inspired by that one english debate they had on Dingo ~ Most people, when it comes to the competitive game known as Debate, have a partner. It's not mandatory, but who doesn't want someone next to them, sharing the work burdens and the joy of winning? It's like having that other half you've always wanted. Not Jisung. As the best debater on his school's small team, he's never found the desire to; after all, nobody has ever matched his level of strength and been able to keep up with him. That is, until an old star steps into the limelight of his life, ready to reclaim a lost title. (yes, it sounds nerdy. no, it is not, and yes, there is much romance ;3)

Minho isn't a big talker. He doesn't do public displays of affection, hates group hugs, and rolls his eyes at cheesy love declarations. But there's one thing he can't stop doing: Clinging to Jisung in his sleep. Everything about this story is fictional, there is no reference to real life or the people themselves. I don't own any pictures or names. This is just for entertainment and is not meant to harm anyone.

"You need to stop looking at me like that, Hyunjin," Felix murmured, his voice low but uneven, stepping back till his back hit the wall. "Like what?" Hyunjin asked, closing the distance with slow, deliberate steps, the corner of his mouth curving into a sly smirk. "Like you're about to slam me on the table and devour me," Felix shot back, his tone daring despite his heart racing in his chest Hyunjin leaned in, their faces barely an inch apart. "And if I am?" Hyunjin's voice dropped to a whisper. "So what if I do? What are you going to do about it? Stop me?" Felix's lips curved into a smirk of his own, his boldness flaring in the charged air between them. "Stop you? Fuck no." A brilliant detective like Lee Felix and the dangerously charming officer Hwang Hyunjin get caught up in a case that can either tear them apart or can break every rule in the book. From sleeping in interrogation rooms to stolen kisses in file rooms , the lines of their office relationship blur as scandals break loose and hearts breaks as lips lock. With secrets lurking at every turn, will the pair catch criminals, or catch feelings?

For a long time, Felix had always had doubts in the back of his mind. Since he went down from heaven to experience a life at the surface, he'd been wondering if he really was in a place he's supposed to be. Then he met Hyunjin, and suddenly, everything made sense.