Lee Do-hyun is South Korea's most famous actor-and its coldest. Quiet, intimidating, and fiercely protective of his one-year-old son, he's fired every nanny he's ever hired. Lyric Thompson, a bubbly foreign exchange student at Yonsei University, is just trying to survive Seoul with a part-time job and enough money to eat something besides ramen. After literally crashing into Do-hyun, she somehow ends up working as his son's nanny-the only person the child instantly loves. Now the grumpy actor and the sunshine college student are forced into each other's lives, where late nights, chaotic routines, and one adorable baby slowly turn cold walls into something warmer.

Caught between the cold authority of Li Wei - the empire's feared eldest prince - and the quiet, unsettling understanding of Yuchen, Avian finds herself trapped in a dangerous web of attraction, distrust, and court ambition.

Ha-Eun, a dedicated baker in Seoul, never imagined her life would take such a drastic turn. When she unexpectedly inherits a luxurious apartment in Hannam The Hills from her late aunt, she moves in, seven months pregnant and determined to navigate motherhood alone. But fate has other plans. Living next door to BTS's Min Yoongi, Ha-Eun crosses paths with the global superstars when they come to his apartment for dinner and find her struggling with groceries. What starts as a simple act of kindness soon blossoms into a heartwarming friendship. As the members rally around her-offering support, meals, and heartfelt moments-Yoongi finds himself drawn to her in ways he never expected. With the bond between them deepening and the arrival of her baby drawing near, Ha-Eun begins to wonder: Can love and family be found in the most unexpected places? A story of serendipity, healing, and new beginnings.

In a world were perception is everything the Yere-nara clan is rotten to its core. Tho known for corruption and debauchery and their scandalous daughters, the foundation is too deep to truly overthrow the clan. when the legitimate daughter, Hauyi, is wedded to a powerful Khan her sister Qingyi comes along as a maid. But when her beauty catches his eye she is sent to qing as a tribute. where her life takes a whole knew turn. Will the forbbiden city bury another Yere-nara daughter? Or will she Thrive?

Yong Huan was neighbouring in the Capital with her family. While attending a feast, she caught the attention of the Third Prince. It was a fear of hers, the worry of being with a younger man, especially one of royal descent. Despite her initial decline of interests, when understanding him on a deeper level, she fell in love and entered his harem. The Prince swore loyalty to her, leaving her free of any potential rivals in concubines. Yet others in the palace were fearful of a lower, nearly unknown banner gaining power within the Imperial court. Slowly, Calm and Composed Yong Huan begun using her intelligence and favour to climb the ranks to ensure safety and security.

Pond Naravit is broke enough to answer a suspiciously vague job listing titled: "Private Companion Needed for Social Events." The pay is ridiculous. The expectations seem simple. Pretend to be someone's boyfriend. Attend fancy dinners. Look convincing. What Pond does not expect is for the client to be Phuwin Tangsakyuen-rich, composed, and rumored to be the kind of person you really shouldn't annoy. Phuwin didn't expect Pond either. But somehow the chaotic university student who talks too much and smiles too easily ends up signing the contract anyway. It's temporary. Strictly professional. Just a public arrangement for appearances. There are rules. There are boundaries. And absolutely no emotional involvement. Unfortunately, Pond has never been very good at following rules.

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He never said he was mine. He just never left. Phuwin Tangsakyuen learned early that staying was a choice. People came and went-friends, routines, places-everything temporary if you waited long enough. Staying meant intention. Staying meant attention. Staying meant you had already decided the outcome. That was why he didn't stay for most people. He left rooms when conversations dulled. He left parties before anyone noticed. He left before attachments formed. Control lived in distance. Then there was Pond Naravit. Pond didn't arrive like a disruption. He didn't demand space or attention. He simply existed-open, unguarded, unaware of the way eyes followed him. He spoke easily. Trusted easily. Let people linger where they shouldn't. Phuwin noticed him the way one notices a weak point in a structure-quietly, instinctively, knowing it would matter later. He told himself it was nothing at first. A shared hallway. A shared class. A shared room. But then he stayed. He stayed when he could have left. Stayed when silence would have been easier. Stayed when distance would have kept him safe. Phuwin didn't touch. Didn't confess. Didn't claim. He just stayed. And somewhere between watching and waiting, between restraint and want, staying stopped being a choice- and became a vow.

"IF YOU ARE NOT OKAY WITH GHOSTSHIPS EVEN A LITTLE, PLEASE SKIP THIS." Eight friends. No rules. No boundaries. They're not confused. Every glance, every touch, every almost-choice is deliberate. Lines are seen clearly-and crossed anyway. What starts as something casual-late nights, blurred intentions, and connections with no labels-begins to shift. The more they try to keep things simple, the more complicated it gets. Familiarity turns dangerous. Comfort turns temporary. And the difference between wanting and choosing becomes harder to ignore. No one is innocent. No one is unaware. And still, no one stops. Because it's easier to stay- even when it starts to cost them everything.

When an Imperial Decree demands that every noble household send their eligible daughters to the palace for the Xuancai (Imperial Selection), the Nangong Marquisate faces a dilemma. To protect their favored daughter from the risks of the inner court, they send Ning Xiang-the ignored, illegitimate daughter born of a lowly maid-alongside her legitimate sister, Nangong Bi. Bi is arrogant, haughty, and convinced she is destined to be the next Empress. Ning Xiang, however, enters the palace with only one goal: to survive long enough to eventually earn her freedom and find her mother. The young Emperor Li Zhao is a man of sharp intellect and deep isolation. Haunted by the fact that he has no heirs, he is surrounded by women who view his lap only as a stepping stone for their families. At the center of the web is Empress Xiao, a woman whose elegance masks a ruthless, calculating mind. She maintains her power by ensuring no consort stays in favor long enough to threaten her position. Beside her are the "Four Consorts," each more insidious than the last, turning the harem into a battlefield where a single wrong word can lead to execution. From the cold chambers of a Cairen to the silk-lined halls of the Huang Guifei (Imperial Noble Consort), Ning Xiang transforms. She sheds her innocence, learning that in the Daming Palace, one must either be the predator or the prey. As she stands one step away from the Empress's throne, she must decide if the power she has gained is worth the soul she has traded for it-and whether she can finally protect the empire from the schemes that threaten to burn it down. "In this garden of peonies, only the one with the sharpest thorns survives the winter."