Top - Minghao Bottom - Jun Jun and Minghao are college roommates who always end up studying together at their favorite café. Jun, the theater major with a soft spot for love stories, doesn't realize that the quiet yet sharp Minghao has been sketching him in the margins of his notes for months. It takes a series of late-night study sessions, spilled coffee, and one accidental confession for them to realize they might just be each other's favorite subject. HOPE ENJOY THE STORY🎀🎀

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.

When SEVENTEEN moves into a grand old mansion to save on dorm costs, they expect peace, space, and maybe a little luxury. What they get instead? Whispers in the hallway. Doors that close on their own. Lights that flicker when emotions run high. And worst of all-a house full of ghosts with a passion for matchmaking. From a piano that only plays love songs, to mirrors that reflect what they refuse to say out loud, the house doesn't just want them to live in it-it wants them to fall in love inside it. Now Jeongcheol is being haunted by a romantic ghost, Soonhoon keeps waking up in each other's beds, and Verchankwan is caught in a love triangle that even the spirits can't untangle. The scariest part? It's not the ghosts. It's how accurate they are about everyone's feelings. 🕯️ 13 members. 1 haunted house. 6 ships. Welcome to the place where the walls whisper your secrets, and love might just save your soul... or doom it forever.

🥀 Description: In the ruthless world of organized power, marriage isn't about love. It's about legacy. Control. Survival. To preserve the balance between the two most feared mafia dynasties, a bold move is made-six arranged marriages, tying blood to blood and heart to heart, whether the hearts want it or not. On one side, the Kwon Syndicate-a family carved from chaos: Soonyoung, Seungcheol, Minghao, Mingyu, Vernon, and Jisoo-brothers bound by blood, violence, and an iron grip on the underworld. On the other, the cold and calculating Lee Family: Jihoon, Jeonghan, Jun, Wonwoo, Seungkwan, and Seokmin-heirs trained to rule with precision, raised to protect their empire at any cost. And then there's Lee Chan-not a son of either house, but raised close to the Lees and already married to Vernon in a quiet power move that shocked both families. Now, a new pact is struck: six strategic marriages to ensure loyalty and unity between the empires. The alliances are clear: 🔥 SoonHoon - hot-headed enforcer × genius tactician 💥 MinWon - flirty risk-taker × stoic sniper ♟ JeongCheol - silver-tongued manipulator × commanding leader 🌙 JunHao - quiet poison × beautiful blade 💍 SeokSoo - gentle mask × brutal heart ❤️ VerChanKwan - Spy Master x Tactical Combat Special x Negotiator-in-Training But love was never part of the deal. As turf wars escalate and threats close in, these couples must navigate deadly politics, bitter pasts, and the rising tension of feelings that were never meant to grow. Because when loyalty is arranged and love is a liability... the heart becomes the most dangerous weapon of all. Mpreg