In the Sapphire Woods, Hwang Hyunjin is the deadliest Alpha to ever wield a blade. He is the "Ice Prince"-stoic, lethal, and devastatingly handsome. Or at least, that was the plan. Until he met Lee Felix. Felix is the pack's "Angel," a masterpiece of freckles and starlight with a voice like deep velvet. While other Alphas are too intimidated to even speak to him, Hyunjin is determined to court him using every traditional ritual in the book. The Problem? Hyunjin is a walking disaster. The moment Felix appears, Hyunjin's grace vanishes. From gifting Felix a very grumpy squirrel to face-planting into the lily pond during a "romantic" stroll, his courting is a total mess. But Felix is tired of being treated like fragile glass. He doesn't want a statue; he wants the Alpha who isn't afraid to look like a fool just to see him smile. Fumbles, freckles, and pure chaos.

Heaven and Hell have always been at war. Their hatred runs so deep it's carved into the bones of every prince born to their thrones-especially Prince Chan of the Underworld and Prince Felix of the Heaven Kingdom. Raised to despise one another without ever meeting, they carry centuries of blood, betrayal, and vengeance in their veins. Until one night, everything changes. At a secret summit in the neutral Forest Kingdom, Chan and Felix meet as strangers-unaware of who the other truly is. And in that moment, the world stops. A glance. A breath. A connection that feels dangerously right. Then the truth is revealed. And it shatters everything. They are the enemies they were born to hate.And they will try-oh, they will try-to destroy that feeling. They'll hurl cruel words, try to break each other apart, wound what's most sacred in the other, desperate to crush what they feel.But the love growing between them doesn't burn out-it erupts, wild and unstoppable, like a firestorm in their hearts. This is a story of enemies turned lovers. Of forbidden touches, violent tension, and a passion that could tear the world in two. They'll have to face everything-Heaven, Hell, and themselves-to find out: Can love rewrite the fate of Heaven and Hell?

Felix is the golden boy of luxury: son of a billionaire, face of Louis Vuitton, living a perfect life filled with glamour and privilege. But behind the perfection lies a dark truth he never suspected: his family's fortune is built on mafia secrets. Chan, heir to one of Korea's most feared mafia empires, is sent undercover as a bodyguard after a suspected betrayal involving Felix's father. His mission: get close, find the truth, and destroy them if necessary. And the target he ends up assigned to protect... is Felix. They hate/love each other from the very beginning. Felix sees Chan as just another hired guard, while Chan views Felix as a spoiled rich irresistible boy. But hatred slowly turns into something far more dangerous as forced proximity blurs every line between them. What starts as manipulation turns into obsession... and then love and desire. Until the truth comes out. And Felix discovers Chan has been lying from the very start. Now love isn't enough to fix what's been broken, right?

The AC died on the hottest night of summer. Felix, flushed and desperate, texted the only contact at the top of his chat: Hyunjin, the landlord's unfairly gorgeous son who lived one floor up. Two days later, alone in their stuffy apartment, Felix snapped a mirror selfie, and typed: "too slutty to send to a hookup or just slutty enough?" He hit send. Realized. Deleted in 0.8 seconds. Too late. Across the hall, Hyunjin's phone auto-saved the photo before it vanished. He stared at the screen, pulse hammering, then typed back with perfect calm: "Wrong person? I didn't see anything." He lied. That night, in the locked studio of his penthouse, Hyunjin opened a fresh canvas and began sketching Felix exactly as he'd seen him. Felix thought the message was gone. Hyunjin already had it memorized (every freckle, every shadow, every filthy promise). And he had no intention of letting the game end with one deleted photo. _Sheen Ctto : All images and photos

''One of them is playing a game. The other doesn't know he's already losing."

There were three rules. No names. No questions. No promises. Every Thursday at 8:00 PM, Chan stepped into Room 303 like clockwork - tie loosened, pulse steady, heart locked up tight. The lights were always dim. The sheets were always warm. And Felix was always already there, barefoot, waiting, like a secret the world wasn't allowed to touch. Their nights were fire - mouths and hands and aching silence. They didn't talk much. They didn't have to. But this time - this night - Chan closed the door behind him and didn't move. He just looked at Felix, really looked. And in that moment, with nothing but the sound of breathing between them, something unspoken cracked open - soft, dangerous, and completely against the rules. The book is pure fiction!