Jung Gie Soo tak menyangka hidupnya akan begini menderita. Setelah sang ibu meninggal karena penyakit kanker yang di deritanya sejak lama, membuat sang ayah menjadi begitu putus asa dan mulai pulang larut serta minum-minum. Kakak perempuan nya, Jung Eun Soo, harus membanting tulang untuk menanggung biaya hidup karena harta mereka yang habis untuk biaya perawatan sang ibu. Penderitaan tak habis sampai di situ, Gie Soo harus menelan rasa pahit ketika tahu bahwa ayah kandungnya sendiri akan menjual dirinya dan kakaknya pada pria hidung belang untuk menutupi semua hutang yang di timbulkan olehnya. Membuat Gie dan kakaknya harus kabur dari desa tempat mereka lahir dan dibesarkan. Apa yang akan terjadi pada Gie Soo dan kakaknya setelah mereka berhasil pergi? Akankah takdir indah datang untuk menghapus rasa sedih dan ketakutan seorang Jung Gie Soo? Ataukah semua akan semakin rumit? Kisah dua manusia yang menemukan cinta di kota yang sama. My Soul In Seoul © 2015 by HanHwaRin

Untuk 17++ Aku yang seorang pria normal serta merta harus terjerumus dalam cinta sejenis bersama pria normal yang lainnya. Bisakah aku menghindari kenyataan ini? atau malah justru menikmatinya?

The death of the last Mayor made Jerome (21 yo), the boy who worked as a male prostitute at the infamous BDSM Club as the one and only suspect. Unfortunately, nobody believes his innocence other than himself. At the same time, his encounter with Hans Peterson (47 yo) the Detective who investigated the case is like opening the pandora box of his forgotten past. So, what will Jerome do? Succumb to the pleasure of pain through the injustice and corrupted system? Or fighting for his innocence through revenge? "Pain is fun, don't you think so Mr. Detective?" -Jerome *** NOTE: Hello, this is me Xhernobyl. Some of you may already read the prologue and chapter 1 of this story in Bahasa Indonesia, but this time I change the language; the age of some characters, and the name of the place. FYI, English is not my mother language, I know my writing skill, and my English sucks but I just want to feel more freedom to express my imagination. The genre of this story is not smut, but it's a thriller and it's coming from my depression and my darkest mind. DISCLAIMER: Yep, this story is heavily inspired by the scene at Folsom Street Fair, San Fransisco, but I changed the name to Fearsome, Saint Fransisco to make sure that this is just pure fiction and NOT RELATED with the real political situation in the city. WARNING: Anyway, there will be so many inappropriate scenes aka sexual explicit, violence & gore, as well as offensive language & sensitive issue which may trigger some people. If you can't handle that stuff please stay away! DON'T LIKE DON'T READ, DON'T WASTE YOUR TIME TO REPORT! Rating: R-Rated, 21+