Wonwoo and Mingyu were and still are at each other's throats ever since they could possibly remember. No one remembers when or where it really started. It just...hung between them, way before either could acknowledge it. A perfect testimony for their history. A sly smirk here, a teasing comment thrown there, their back and forth is the source of entertainment for all but them. What could a simple and harmless assignment, not the one which grades a person's knowledge, but rather tests one's patience and true emotions, do to the either of them within a span a week? The story revolves around two individuals, one who would do absolutely anything to stay away from the other, and the latter who latches like a leech just for the pleasure. One was calm while other was chaos. One was moonlight while other was sunshine. One was fire and other the fuel. They were rivals, opposites, experts in their own spheres with absolutely nothing in common...or so they thought. ~~~~ Drafting : November 26, '25 Published : March 3, '26 Completed : ~~~~ ONGOING !

Some loves aren't meant to be chosen. They just happen. She stood smiling at the altar while her heart bled in silence. Her sister wore the ring. She carried the sin. He belonged to another by law- but to her by obsession. Midnight promises. Whispered lies. A love that should never exist. Because when desire survives betrayal, someone always gets ruined. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ ╰> taehyung x reader ╰>forbidden love • written my ann • cover by @JVFictions

" I don't know what you are hiding but I'll find out ,and if I find out....I'll still love you." When a mafia marry u and loves u madly ,not knowing you're a undercover spy and you're only mission is to destroy him.

--- The Star Kingdom was built on light, but their love was born in shadow. Yeonjun, the kingdom's deadliest royal knight, carried a sword stained with the blood of enemies and vows carved into his bones. He was trained to kneel, to obey, to die if ordered-but never to want. Yet he wanted her. The princess of the stars was a crown he could never touch, a fate forbidden to his name. He stood between her and every threat, blade raised, heart bare, knowing the cruel truth: he could spill oceans of blood for her... but could never claim her hand. He had a sword to protect her life- but no crown to save his own heart. And the night the stars began to fall... the kingdom finally noticed how closely its knight stood to its princess. 🌑✨

In the hidden world of Mist Forest , where mist never lifts... A village named " Eldermist " lives in ritual, light, and ancient songs. Every sunrise is blessed. Every night is protected. They believed the gods had chosen one guardian. Yeonjun. The one who hears whispers no one else can hear. The one who dreams in symbols carved by unseen hands. For years, life was peaceful. Sacred fires. Laughter. Festivals under silver fog. ...Until the night he saw "someone" standing between the trees. While the village celebrates... The forest is watching. While the rituals continue... Something is learning their names. And when the chosen one finally understands the voices of the gods... He must decide - Protect the village... Or follow the voice calling him deeper into the mist. Because in Eldermist Forest... Not every spirit wants to be worshipped. Some want to be remembered. Some... wants to be free. ---

What happens when a man who lives for others forgets how to live for himself? What if the boy who laughs the loudest hides the quietest loneliness? Was it really fate, or just a grocery store aisle and a pack of ramen? When healing becomes routine, can love still feel new? Is it possible to be more than a doctor and more than a distraction? What if comfort shows up in chaos, jokes, and shared silence? What if love doesn't rush, but waits... patiently? And what if the ramen guy was never just a stranger at all?

What if the boy who destroyed everything isn't the villain after all...but you only learn that too late?

(The chapter orders are kinda messed up for the charector introduction and chapter 18...so please check while reading....) Mingyu and Wonwoo have been friends since childhood, sharing secrets no one else could understand. A single moment changes everything, leaving Mingyu unable to hear, and Wonwoo desperate to protect him. They learn to communicate in silence, clumsy sign language, and quiet gestures that speak louder than words. Every day becomes a careful dance of trust, teasing, and small victories. They navigate guilt, fear, and the weight of unspoken feelings, discovering the strength in being there for each other. Jealousy, misunderstanding, and vulnerability test their bond, but they always find their way back. Slowly, their friendship grows into something deeper, intimate, and unshakable. Life teaches them that love isn't perfect-it's patient, messy, and quietly powerful. Even in silence, they find laughter, warmth, and the courage to hold each other close. A story of resilience, love, and the moments that make a bond truly unforgettable.

What happens when enemies are forced to protect each other...and maybe fall in love? When the past returns,who will you believe -and who will break first?

They thought love was the ending. They thought choosing each other was enough to quiet the city, the guns, the blood, the history written in rival names. For a moment, it worked. The war stopped. Rings were exchanged. Homes were shared. Laughter replaced strategy meetings. Soft mornings followed violent nights. But peace doesn't erase the past. It only gives it time to breathe. Season 2 is what happens after the happy ending everyone fought so hard for. When the city watches more closely. When trust becomes fragile. When the people you love the most become your greatest weakness. When old names return, not with weapons-but with secrets, guilt, obsession, and carefully hidden intentions. Jeonghan is no longer just a survivor. He's a partner, a future, a target. Seungcheol is no longer just a leader. He's a man with something to lose. Mingyu and Wonwoo are learning that love doesn't make life quieter-it makes it louder, messier, and far more terrifying. And somewhere between loyalty and obsession, between love and control, someone is pulling strings. Season 2 isn't about rivalry between families anymore. It's about rivalry between truth and lies, between love and possession, between the person you trust and the one you never suspected. This is a season of slow tension. Of smiles that hide intent. Of hands held tightly because letting go feels dangerous. Of love that survives not because it's easy-but because it's chosen, again and again. Because in a city marked by rivalry... peace is never free.