"Do you dance?" His jet black hair, slicked back revealing his forehead with the slight drops of sweat lingering there made Jisung loose his sense. "I-I.." He stuttered. "I've never been taught.. Your style.." He looked down blushing. Taking a grip of his waist, Minho grinned "Let me show you baby" +. - +. - +.-+.- The summer of 1963 and in which Jisung goes on his annual family vacation only to find himself caught up in the good for nothing gang. But oh how bad he loved dancing with him.

Minho managed to get a job after months of searching. He's a teacher at a new founded school, and quickly became a popular topic amongst students. He's young and his eyes could crack anyone in two, what is there not to like? His attention is soon brought to his smartest student, jisung, who always manages to impress him. They will develop something quickly and shamefully. Teacher and student. After only a few weeks, police are all over the school grounds, a few students have gone missing. It all drops on them when one of his own students is found dead, Minho being the last person she had spoken to that day. With police at their trail and a sinful act to hide, they are under pressure to keep it on the low, while also trying to find the killer. Minho tries to always keep an eye on Jisung, terrified that the same will happen to him, Which only brings them closer.

For 15 years, Han Jisung's life was anything but what you might consider normal. From killing people and spilling blood, to developing a psychotic split-personality, he endured it all. That was, until he was rescused from the grasp of the Gangnam Mafia; freedom for the first time in his 18 years of life. Now, after about a year later of trying his best to assimilate to normal society in an unfamiliar world, Jisung was finally ready to get out into his new young adult life and try living his life normally. But how normal could it be when Jisung ends up finding himself unintentionally involved with the Seoul Mafia and finding someone as equally as crazy as he is? or; two psychos fall in love. WARNING: This story contains a lot of triggers: Smut Mentions/scenes s*xual assault Toxic relationships Narcissism Blood and gore Violence Death Mental, emotional, physical abuse Mentions of trauma and mental health issues Blood play TRANSLATIONS OF RED; Italian - by @My_Hoseokie Turkish - by @skzzoskz Spanish - by @__evangelin__ #1 in MAFIAAU 2/27/24 #1 in YANDEREAU 2/27/24

In which Felix's parents send him off to a Christian Bible camp, hoping that it would help alter his sexuality. At camp he befriends a group of boys, including a tall, handsome guy who immediately grabs Felix's attention. Little did he know, that handsome boy's name would be announced as his roommate for the entire month. ✧ You'll get to read into the lives and points of view of multiple characters. ✧ Includes fluff, angst, and smut ✧ Arabic translation in my reading list ✧ Started 20.02.22

War. As common as it is repulsive. Where only instinct can cut the line between life and a perishable death. 1922, war emerged between Korea and the United States, a cold winter that most soldiers will remember, if they live through it. Minho, a soldier looked up to by many, though he only keeps to himself, is a prodigy. He can lead just as well as he can kill, which is all that is looked for. Everything will take a turn for the worst when a soldier from the enemy lines is taken as a prisoner to be questioned. Jisung, who doesn't speak a word of English is now assigned to Minho, to crack, to decode. They both want the same thing...live another day. Only life will throw them in situations not most common for sworn enemies... Comfort can be found in violence The word love can be drawn in blood And no one can get what is Minho's... Not even his prisoner - Best rankings: #1 in hanjisung

jisung's friends send him to a prostitute for his birthday. although anxious to get his virginity taken by a sex worker, he agrees to go and ends up having a good time with the guy who is about his age. when the two meet again at university however, the relationship between them becomes complicated and they struggle with fitting into roles they never imagined they would play. !not a smut story! includes mature themes!

Minho is a dancer. Minho is bipolar. Minho doesn't do relationships unless it's Jeongin. Minho is slow as fuck. Minho doesn't know how to deal with his feelings. Minho is confusing. But that didn't stop Jisung from falling hard for him. Minho looked at him with darkened eyes. "Dance for me Sungie".

War has been upon 3 kingdoms, yet no one seems to know the truth of where this all started. In an attempt to finish this fuse, the northern and southern kingdom make an alliance, one that will join Lee Minho and Han jisung, the two princes. Prince of crows and the sun prince. Even if their first meetings seem quite cold...something will grow quickly between the two, something they have yet to experience. What they want is forbidden and what they crave is deadly. A chess fight between snakes and crows. Their story will be written in history. • "I will never be king" "You have as much chance as me" "You might not understand it now, but you will get it eventually, everything is in your hands Minho." • "We better hope so [...] We should get to bed" "Bed singular or plural?" "You are persistent." • "You're...similar to me...aren't you?" • "A crown...or this?" Best rankings: #1 in minsung #1 in hanjisung #3 in kpopidols #3 in fan #6 in princes #8 in Leeminho

"Officer Lee" He whispered against Minho's ear slightly biting Minho's earlobe as his hand slides down to Minho's waist slightly caressing the said man's waist. "I asked you nicely to give up officer. how can you deal with me eh? but aren't you a stubborn one?" He said wrapping his left arm around minho's waist as he pulled Minho to wards him colliding their body's with eachother as he slowly and sensually dragged his dagger on Minho's cheek down to his sharp jawline as the other made a small yet painful cut on Minho's jawline almost in a teasing manner. He then smirked before sliding his tongue on the small cut sensually as a soft moan escaped from minho's mouth as he bit his own lips preventing any more sounds. "It's time for me to discipline you officer? "