𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐡𝐲𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 What would you do if you find a child at your door? Donghyuck would definitely take full responsibility. Well, how about finding out that the child is actually your boss' son? 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬: 📍the people that are mentioned in my book do not depict on what they are in real life. they only portray mostly on what my characters look like, but the mannerisms and personalities do not associate with how they actually are. 📍learn how to separate fiction from reality. the scenarios happening in the book should only stay inside our imaginations. don't let anything inside our world go out. what's in chogiverse stays in chogiverse. 📍any occurrence that will be mentioned inside the book and is happening in real life is purely coincidental. 📍the characters in my book, aside from my original characters, are not owned by me. as it was mentioned; the people that are used to portray a specific character should only portray what they look like. mannerisms and personalities should be locked up inside the book. 📍this is self-indulgent. this book is made based on my own imagination. as a self-proclaimed author, sharing my creativity and delusions inside my head is what makes me happy. 📍please be a responsible reader. read the warnings that will be mentioned before the chapter starts. 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 © 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃: 𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

BOOK #2 They say love heals scars, but Seokmin's scars were lessons-bitter reminders that twisted him into a creature of darkness. His life was a series of brutal lessons that shaped him into someone who burns with an unquenchable fire. Protecting his brother-in-law's assistant was both his best and worst decision, a choice that bound him to Joshua in ways he could never escape. Joshua was his-body, mind, and soul. His to break, reshape, and claim. No one could alter that, not Joshua, not even Seokmin himself. Seokmin's voice was low, his breath hot against Joshua's skin as he spoke, "I've never craved anyone as much as I crave you." Joshua's eyes were wet with fear as he tried to pull away. "You don't love me. You're just obsessed. Let me go." Seokmin's grip tightened as he leaned in, pressing his lips to Joshua's in a kiss both tender and demanding. "I'll let you go," he whispered against Joshua's lips, "but only when my soul is ripped from this body. And even then, who knows? Maybe we're bound beyond this life."

Joshua didn't understand when it happened, but he was happy that it did. Being left alone at his own wedding, and to save him the embarrassment when his father asked for the brown-haired smiley man to marry Joshua, Joshua didn't like it. He wanted to go back home and end himself, but he didn't, and he's glad that he didn't. That's how he met Lee Seokmin, his husband, the love of his life. The man who loves him more than anything, who is ready to pluck out the stars from the sky if Joshua asked him to. The man who brings him flowers, who kisses him as if he's the only man he wants to kiss. The man who Joshua loves.

"What kind of creep are you? Stalking your own cousin?" Wonwoo looks up from his phone to see a tall man, dressed in basketball shorts and a jersey, his face flushed and breath heavy. "Sorry? Are you talking to me?" Wonwoo asks, pointing at himself. "Yes! You! Stop stalking Jia. Stop stalking my girlfriend!" Wonwoo freezes, his hands gripping his phone tightly, before he lunges forward, throwing his fist right into the other boy's jaw. "Why the hell are you referring to my girlfriend as yours?"

Seungcheol and Joshua had been trapped in a tumultuous and suffocating marriage for two long years, their once vibrant love now overshadowed by constant arguments and toxicity. Enter Jeonghan, Joshua's loyal best friend who had been residing in Japan until a fateful decision brought him back to Korea. Jeonghan possessed an uncanny ability to bend the world to his will, and now, he found himself consumed by an intense desire for his best friend's husband. "Can you fathom the devastation that will consume Joshua when he discovers you spent the night with me?"Jeonghan leaned in close to Seungcheol, his voice a seductive whisper that sent shivers down his spine. His fingers traced the contours of Seungcheol's muscular biceps, his gaze fixated on him with an almost predatory intensity. Seungcheol fought to maintain his composure, his voice trembling as he attempted to push Jeonghan's hands away from his body. "You wouldn't dare... would you?" he managed to utter, his voice strained with a mix of fear and defiance. A sinister chuckle escaped Jeonghan's lips, filling the room with an unsettling resonance that sent a wave of dread crashing over Seungcheol. The weight of uncertainty settled upon him, leaving him to wonder if Jeonghan would truly follow through on his wicked desires. A JEONGCHEOL FANFIC

"I hate you. Every second here makes me hate you more." Jeonghan spat, glaring at the polished man before him. Seungcheol's lips curled into a sinister smile, making Jeonghan gulp. "Good, because love isn't even my style, darling." Seungcheol thrust the food platter in front of Jeonghan. "Eat up; you'll need more energy to hate me." He walked away, closing the door and leaving Jeonghan in darkness once again. What worse could happen than going for a walk the night before your wedding? Jeonghan, heir to a powerful corporation, lived under the protection of his family's wealth. But everything changed when he stumbled upon a gruesome crime committed by Seungcheol, a notorious mafia leader. To keep his secret safe, Seungcheol abducted Jeonghan, dragging him into a world of darkness and danger. Trapped in Seungcheol's underground empire, Jeonghan's hatred for his captor grew, yet he couldn't ignore the twisted connection forming between them. As days turned into weeks, the lines between captor and captive blurred, and an obsessive, dark romance began to unfold. Seungcheol's ruthless nature contrasted with moments of unexpected tenderness, leaving Jeonghan torn between his desire for freedom and a growing, forbidden attraction.

BOOK #1 "I'm not just a pretty face, Seungcheol. Underestimate me at your own risk." Jeonghan glared at Seungcheol, stepping into his personal space. "You might be a model, but you've just walked into a whole new kind of runway - my world." Seungcheol husked out as he grabbed Jeonghan's jaw, tilting his head up and connecting their lips. One year, without a single slip-up. That's all Seungcheol needs - a marriage of convenience to divert media attention and stabilize his company. But what he didn't anticipate were the distractions Jeonghan would bring into his meticulously controlled life. The real catch? Convincing Jeonghan, the boy he once rejected in high school, to agree to this arrangement. Can they survive a year of this delicate dance, or will old wounds and new sparks complicate their plan?

Book 5 of the Lost & Found series Both on the run from their pasts, Mingyu and Wonwoo find themselves at the orchard. Was it chance that brought them there or were they called home? Wonwoo is too tangled up in the idea of who he's running from to realize the truth about who he's run to. The orchard is the perfect hiding place, and after escaping the military and his alpha team, he needs to keep his head down. But he can't let go of the anger that's dogged him for months, building up inside until he's ready to explode. Invited to the orchard to meet Seungcheol's pack, Mingyu jumps at the chance to escape the trouble he's in. They want him to stay, but there's not enough to keep him there. Until Wonwoo arrives. When the omega avoids him, Mingyu assumes it's fear that makes him keep his distance. But he catches the look in Wonwoo's eyes and sees the truth-it's rage that's eating Wonwoo up inside. Mingyu knows a little something about anger and how to tame it. He can't watch Wonwoo burn from the inside out, so he extends a helping hand. Wonwoo tries to hide his struggles, but Mingyu somehow sees right through his facade. The alpha offers to help and, in desperation, Wonwoo accepts. But past the anger, simmering beneath the surface, he can feel his and Mingyu's compatibility. It's easy to tangle their lives together, but it might not be so easy to unravel them when the time comes to go their separate ways. Started : 04.11.2024 Finished : 24.11.2024 Highest Rank : #7 at wongyu #5 at 17 #10 at adaptation #12 at jeon #8 at kim #16 at meanie #77 at seventeen #1 at svt #37 at mingyu

mingyu had always known what he wanted. he was a man of instinct, of impulse, of undeniable certainty. and from the moment he first laid eyes on jeon wonwoo, no, studied him, traced every frame and expression through photographs and flickering screens, he knew. wonwoo wasn't just another model. he wasn't just a name, a face, a passing trend in the industry. he was real. untouched. and mingyu wanted him in a way that wasn't just admiration-it was need. an insatiable craving, curling around his spine like a slow-acting venom, potent and irreversible. he didn't just like Wonwoo. he was consuming him before they had even met. and when they did? oh, wonwoo wouldn't stand a chance. WILL CONTAIN SMUT. ☠︎︎ primary ship: minwon/meanie started: 21st Feb 2025 ended: 27th Feb 2025 ‼ EVERYTHING IS FICTIONAL AND DOES NOT INVOLVE THE MEMBERS IN REAL LIFE. IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH BXB KINDLY DO NOT READ ‼ ⚠︎⊹ . ranks: #1 in meanie

They never thought one drunk night would end to something like this.