These are purely fanfiction and I do not own the series or characters. This is a characters from the original book How Much is Your Love by Howlsairy. **************************************************** As North prepares for his wedding with Johan, tragedy strikes-Johan is killed in a sudden accident. But North wakes up three years in the past, determined to save him. Armed with knowledge of the future, he searches for every clue: the accident, the perpetrator, threatening messages, and even Johan's past relationships. Yet as he works in secret, something unexpected happens-Johan begins to fall in love with him, far earlier than he ever did, complicating North's mission to rewrite fate while navigating a love that's blooming too soon. Can North rewrite fate and save Johan before it's too late?

The words hung in the air between them, sharper than any blade. "Johan, I love you," he whispered, a plea wrapped in desperation. Then, almost as an afterthought, a twist of the knife, "But I don't... I told you so many times, the person I love is not you. Why can't you love me? You're mine, Johan." Johan felt a bitter laugh catch in his throat. Mine? He took a step back, the familiar ache in his chest flaring. "I was never yours to begin with," he said, each word a stone dropped into the quiet space between them. It was the truth, stark and unforgiving, a boundary his admirer refused to see, even as it loomed like a wall.

Johan held his gaze, his own dark eyes burning with a possessive fire. "Now you don't," he muttered, his voice low and dark, final. He pushed the gun deeper into North's mouth, forcing North to accommodate the invasive metal. A choked, guttural sound escaped North's throat as he fought the reflex to vomit. He was utterly violated, completely at this man's mercy. ________ In a mansion blazing like a gilded cage against the night, the Theerawong family is suffocating. Easter, the eldest son, sits in silent resignation, being prepared for a forced marriage to a ruthless kingpin, Hill Khonkaen. His brother, North, burns with a helpless rage, desperate to save him but powerless against the encroaching darkness. As the ceremony begins below, North hides in his room, watching the macabre spectacle from his window. But a pair of dark, perceptive eyes finds him in the shadows. Johan, a cold and calculating mafia and an associate of the groom, locks onto the frightened boy with a predator's interest. In that single glance, a new, more personal threat is born, and North realizes that while his brother is the sacrifice, he may be the prize.

Two kingdoms. One arranged marriage. A forgotten promise and a prince forced from home into a world of stone, silk, and shadow. Bound by duty, tested by expectation, and trapped in a court where every glance and every word carries weight, he must navigate the unknown. Nothing is certain-except that everything was about to change.

Now that North and Johan are finally a couple, North has come to realize that being in a relationship with an emotionally constipated iceberg is no easy feat. Like any relationship, theirs is bound to face obstacles-but can love truly overcome them all? P.S.- This is the continuation of dare, if you haven't read DARE, read it first!

North is the kind of person one might easily mistake for an angel. But as the saying goes, never judge a book by its cover. Beneath that angelic facade lies a mischievous spirit who thrives on attention. North is a natural flirt, effortlessly magnetic, and he rarely resists the thrill of a challenge-especially when it comes wrapped in the form of a daring game. He doesn't shy away from risks; in fact, he welcomes them with a smirk and a glint of recklessness in his eyes. Johan, on the other hand, is the complete antithesis. His very presence commands silence; a single glare from him can make even the boldest person falter. He is the embodiment of intensity-gruff, intimidating, and perpetually on edge. There's a dangerous allure about him, the kind that warns you to stay away even as it dares you to come closer. Johan is not the type of person one typically challenges-but for someone like North, that only makes him all the more irresistible. 🚫 Do not copy or replicate my work 🚫

North Natchanan is a razor-sharp lawyer with a mouth that never quits and a heart locked behind iron walls. He doesn't do messy, he doesn't do clingy-and he definitely doesn't do cops. But a drunken night, a locked stare, and one unforgettable mistake later, he's waking up tangled in the sheets with Johan, a possessive, unrelenting officer who's been watching him longer than North ever realized. Johan was already intrigued-dangerously so. But after that night? He's obsessed. Now, North's sarcasm and cool detachment only fuel Johan's need to claim him, protect him, own him. But North isn't about to fall in line just because a cop with a badge and bedroom eyes decides he wants more. In this twisted game of power, tension, and desire-who's really in control? A battle of wills, obsession, and slow-burning surrender begins. ______ Top rankings 🥇 #1 fanfiction 06/06/25 #1 manxman 08/06/25 #1 johannorth #1 maxybas #1 bas #1 johan #1 maxky #1 thaibl

North was an omega born wrong in a world that feared him. His scent marked him as something rare, something unnatural. So his family hid him. Disguised him. Buried his truth beneath human clothes and silent days. He lived among humans pretending to be one, suppressing the bond-slick ache of instincts he was never allowed to feel. Until the day Johan found him. A chance meeting. A mistake, maybe. Or something deeper-older. Johan, an alpha carved from storm and command, wasn't meant to notice him. But he did. And when their eyes met, something ancient stirred. Something that refused to be hidden any longer. Because North was never meant to live in the shadows. And Johan was never meant to let him.

"Ughh... Johan!!!" I hissed, my voice low and panicked as my back slammed against the locker with a jarring thud. "You really thought you could ignore me?" Johan growled, his eyes locked on mine, filled with a dangerous, possessive intensity that made my skin crawl. "Leave me alone, you f*cker!" I shouted, my voice cracking as tears welled up, blurring my vision. "You swear too much, little trouble," he murmured, his tone laced with mock amusement. Before I could react, he hoisted me effortlessly over his shoulder like I weighed nothing-like I was some sack of grain instead of a fully grown human being. I froze, utterly flabbergasted. Wait-what the actual hell?! What happens when North a simple university student with zero social life and 3 friends find himself being involved with johan , the billionaire playboy. Johan has set his eyes on North and wasn't going to let him slip from his hold and north ? North perplexed and utterly annoyed finds himself being drawn to the playboy. Was it north's lack of social life that made him dangerously curious about the trouble he was getting himself into or north was actually too far gone