"What kind of creep are you? Stalking your own cousin?" Wonwoo looks up from his phone to see a tall man, dressed in basketball shorts and a jersey, his face flushed and breath heavy. "Sorry? Are you talking to me?" Wonwoo asks, pointing at himself. "Yes! You! Stop stalking Jia. Stop stalking my girlfriend!" Wonwoo freezes, his hands gripping his phone tightly, before he lunges forward, throwing his fist right into the other boy's jaw. "Why the hell are you referring to my girlfriend as yours?"

When he finally gains the courage to confesses to his unrequited love... Only for the confession to find the wrong person. The following story contains adult themes such as explicit sexual activity and sex under false pretenses. Reader discretion is advised.

"He smiled like the world hadn't ruined him.So i decided to do it myself"

Seungcheol was deeply and openly in love with Joshua, and everyone knew it. Their parents had already decided on their marriage, and both the Alpha and the gentle Omega were ready to spend their lives together. Their bond was pure, mutual, and steady - the kind of love people felt grateful to witness. But Jeonghan, the master manipulator he always was, refused to accept it. Driven by jealousy and obsession, Jeonghan destroyed the wedding with his wicked schemes. One night of lies was enough to twist the truth, stain Seungcheol's image, and break Joshua's heart. What Jeonghan did forced both families into chaos. His actions didn't just stop a wedding - they shattered destinies. Joshua was pushed into marrying Seokmin, Seungcheol's calm and distant brother, while Jeonghan used threats and false evidence to trap Seungcheol into a marriage he never wanted. Seungcheol despised Jeonghan to the core, hated his presence, and refused to spare him even a single glance. But tradition came first, and duty always won. And so, the impossible happened. The twins married the opposite person they loved. What should have been a blessed union turned into a curse - and the problems only grew from there.

Joshua didn't understand when it happened, but he was happy that it did. Being left alone at his own wedding, and to save him the embarrassment when his father asked for the brown-haired smiley man to marry Joshua, Joshua didn't like it. He wanted to go back home and end himself, but he didn't, and he's glad that he didn't. That's how he met Lee Seokmin, his husband, the love of his life. The man who loves him more than anything, who is ready to pluck out the stars from the sky if Joshua asked him to. The man who brings him flowers, who kisses him as if he's the only man he wants to kiss. The man who Joshua loves.

BOOK #5 What do you get when you try to cure poison with poison? A catastrophe. Shattered glass. Screams behind closed doors. And one infuriating novelist who keeps dragging me into his worlds like I belong there. This wasn't in the fine print when I accepted the assignment. A forged identity. A counterfeit guardian. A wolf dressed in security black, slipped into the orbit of that wide-eyed storm who never stops narrating his own life. Boo Seungkwan- the Kwon empire's beating heart, their vulnerable hinge, their radiant little jewel my family demanded I tarnish with my own hands. That was the blueprint. Cold. Straightforward. Merciless. And it was working. Perfectly. Until it wasn't. Until my gaze kept drifting back to him. Until my jaw betrayed me with a smile at his ridiculous plot twists. Until desire coiled hot and sharp in my lower spine- unwanted, relentless, shameful- every time he breathed out "captain," voice dipped in honey and lips flushed like sin itself. And the structure of my life- the oaths, the schemes, the years of inherited rage, the bloodline I was chained to- all of it fractures. Splinters. Falls apart at the slightest tilt of his head. Because the most fatal enemy isn't the one you're sent to kill- it's the one you start wanting to keep.

BOOK #4 He didn't walk into my life - he bled into it. Like smoke curling under locked doors, like rot blooming behind a smile. They say the Devil knocks. But Soonyoung never needed to. He found the cracks in me, the ones I sealed with silence and stitched with obedience, and whispered through them like a hymn - dark, low, addictive. He calls me little heart, like I'm something fragile he plans to keep broken. And I keep coming back, not because I'm brave - but because I've forgotten the taste of salvation. And damnation, when it wears his face, feels almost holy. ---- I never wanted heaven. Too clean. Too quiet. Give me the boy who flinches at kindness and claws at cruelty like it's the only language he knows. Give me Jihoon. My little heart with iron in his spine and rot tucked behind his ribs. He thinks he can outrun the dark - sweet thing hasn't realized I am the dark. And I've already wrapped my hands around his throat, not to hurt him - but to make sure he never leaves. He prays. I answer. Every time, in blood, in fire, in a love so sharp it cuts both ways.

the city needs some saving from a group of lethal criminals running loose. it takes some honor students, a bunch of gamers, and a rookie gang - thirteen teenagers to get the job done.

The idiots named seventeen in a group chat. All gay or lgbtq+ maybe even Chan. Warning: Cussing, a lot of memes, i don't know what else Disclaimer: I'm sorry if i take anyone's usernames i just thought i was being original but if you have the same usernames guess not. Also the photos aren't mine credits to original creators. Book 1 of the cheese chronicles

Vernon: He's used to seeing through the masks of the world-but one scent, sweet and sharp like tangerine, makes him stop. For the first time, he wants something he can't have. Kwan: Invisible. Untouched. Unwanted. Until a presence enters his quiet life, warm and impossible to ignore. Suddenly, being seen feels...dangerous, and thrilling.