Keng Harit is a strict and short-tempered Math teacher - always angry, highly disciplined, and a real challenge for his students. On the other side is Namping, a bright student who excels in every subject... except Math. Numbers only confuse him, and Keng's classes feel like a nightmare. Thomas, the friendly sports teacher, is Keng's best friend. He is the complete opposite - calm, supportive, and a favorite among students. But when it comes to Keng, Thomas is the only one who truly understands his anger... and maybe even knows how to control it. Then there's Kong - a sports-loving student who not only loves games but also secretly admires his sports teacher, Thomas. His world revolves around the playground, bestfriend of Namping

Everyone adores him. He's sweet, polite, hopelessly affectionate and so harmless that people joke he couldn't even kill a mosquito. His smile melts hearts and his boyfriend never has a reason to doubt him. So why does everyone who gets a little too close to his boyfriend always seem to disappear? Maybe it's just bad luck. Or maybe appearances are the deadliest lie of all.

A compilation of short stories for Keng and Namping.

You pinned me against a wall... to give me a flower? Namping whispered, trying desperately to sound unimpressed, though his heart was hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. A faint, breathtaking smile appeared on the Alpha's face. No, Keng murmured, holding the white rose between them, the petals lightly brushing against the silk of Namping's shirt. I stopped you because you keep running away before I can tell you something Namping swallowed hard, his throat dry, his sharp insults completely evaporating under Keng's devoted gaze. "And what is that?" The Alpha's eyes softened, though his voice remained calm, steady, and utterly possessive. "Everyone thinks white roses mean peace." He gently lifted Namping's hand and placed the stem softly into his fingers, his warm thumb lightly brushing over Namping's sore knuckles. "But to me, this one means a promise." Namping stared down at the white flower resting in his palm, then back up at the Prince. "A promise of what?" Namping asked,

𝙰/𝙽: 𝙵𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚜.... 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚜 𝚁𝚎𝚍 𝙵𝚕𝚊𝚐" 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚂𝙼𝚄𝚃 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚂𝚘 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚋𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜: 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜. 𝙸𝚏 𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎. 𝔑𝔬𝔴 𝔏𝔢𝔱'𝔰 𝔖𝔱𝔞𝔯𝔱...

Kengnamping (One shot)

Shut up, he growled. Make me, I wanted to say, but my Omega instincts were too busy melting over his voice. At twenty-nine, Keng is the silent ghost of the royal underworld. A cold, heartless Alpha who deals in black money and blood, he rules through absolute terror. He doesn't feel. He doesn't hesitate. And he never speaks unless it's a death sentence. Until his latest criminal mission: Kidnap the youngest Omega of his father's bitterest enemy. Enter Namping. At twenty, Namping is pure sunshine, rich, sheltered, and completely incapable of shutting his mouth. Stuck in a dark, concrete safehouse with a terrifying mafia prince, Namping doesn't cry or beg. Instead, he treats his kidnapping like an inconvenient vacation, driving Keng insane with his relentless talking, bright smiles, and an intoxicatingly sweet honey-citrus scent. Keng expects an easy pawn for a family war. Instead, he gets a chatterbox captive who isn't afraid of his lethal aura. But in the dark corners of the Omegaverse, biology is dangerous. When a sudden Heat forces them across a line they can't uncross, Keng's protective instincts kick in. When Keng uncovers a secret that puts Namping's life in danger, the heartless captor has to make a choice: Hand the Omega over to be ruined... or burn his own royal bloodline to the ground to keep him.

Namping, a 24-year-old guy with too much charm and not enough filter, who accidentally lands a job under Keng as his secretary. Keng, a 25-year-old tech CEO known for his cold stare, perfect suits, and total lack of social skills. Between awkward silences, late-night work sessions, and far too many emotionally repressed glances, the two slowly navigate office chaos, personal growth, and the very inconvenient fact that they might be falling for each other.

A kengnamping love story

Namping had a brutal dream. His family was executed. Ruthlessly. It felt too real to be nothing. He wanted to believe it was just a dream. But- The letter from the central pack changed everything. They were requesting a candidate for bride selection. Namping almost stopped breathing. His dream wasn't just a dream. It was a warning. And there was only one way to stop it. He had to become the Chosen Bride.