All fiction stories that I can think about Joss and Gawin but it's all short stories and uncontinuos.

"He hates me." "Maybe he has a reason." "Then why does he look at me like that?" ... "You're starting to trust him." "I think I already do." ... Two brothers enter the most powerful family in the city with one purpose- Revenge. Joong becomes Dunk's bodyguard. Joss becomes Gawin's. Neither heir knows who they really are. Neither brother knows the truth they are about to uncover. Joong gets closer to Dunk to destroy his family from within. Joss gets closer to Gawin for the same reason. But somewhere between stolen glances, guarded hearts, and feelings they were never supposed to have... revenge begins to blur with love. Dunk starts wondering why the one person he never wanted near him is becoming the one person he can't stop looking for. Gawin, despite Joss's hatred, finds himself yearning for the smallest sign that maybe there is something real beneath it. And the closer they get, the more dangerous the truth becomes. Because the tragedy that brought these four together... was never what they thought it was. "You trusted me." "I did." "And now?" "Now I don't know which part of you was ever real." -JoongDunk ... "You came here for revenge." "Yes." "So why does it look like you're the one suffering?" "Because somewhere along the way... I stopped pretending." -JossGawin Four hearts. Two brothers. One buried truth. And when the truth finally comes out, they'll have to choose between the revenge they came for and the love they never meant to find.

How does it actually feels like to be loved by Gawin Caskey? For us mere mortals, it might be hard to know. But for Joss Way-Ar Sangngern, it might just be a normal Tuesday.

A police officer who doesn't know how to stop. A doctor who refuses to let anyone die. Their first meeting ends in hatred. Their second begins an investigation. What starts with a single injured officer soon turns into a deadly search for the truth, where every answer comes with a price and every secret demands another victim. In a hospital built to save lives... what happens when the greatest danger is hiding inside its walls? **The Last Patient** Some lives are saved. Others are erased.

Deri thinks it's always his fault. He makes mistakes and that's why Mason corrects him. He makes mistakes and Mason uses his fists to make sure he learns never to make the same mistakes again. But everything changed in November. Aizen never planned on moving into one of the building he owned. Deri barged into his life, into his apartment and just... never left. He never planned on being friends with Deri. He never planned on caring or falling for him. It all starts in November

"..Hmm.. feel so soft and warm little princess, I can't wait to break you .." Freen growled against Becky's ear, her breath hot, eyes glowing hungry in the darkness "..pl..please, don't hurt me, alpha freen.." Becky's voice trembled as her body surrender to the commanding alpha scent. Freen's hand tightened around Becky more, pulling her close until there is no space. "..Shh..I will take everything from you, just like your father did to me.." Her soft sobs echoed through the stone halls. ".. pl..please, I'm your mate.." Freen laughed out loud, but there was no humour in it, just the mockery. "..and I'm your hell.." Will the revenge filled freen's heart melts for softness of Becky? Enjoy 🌷😉

"Fine," she said. "If you won't take me seriously like this, I'll go put on my mafia outfit." Sloane squinted at her. "Your what?" "My mafia outfit." Before either of them could stop her, Lila jumped off the bed and ran out of the room. ____ Three minutes later, Lila came back. And Blair nearly spat out her coffee. Because apparently, "mafia outfit" meant she had dressed entirely in black-black cargo pants, a black long-sleeve shirt, black socks, and... Sunglasses. Inside. At breakfast time. Lila stood in the doorway like she had just stepped out of the world's least threatening action movie. "Well?" Sloane looked at her for a long moment. Then at Blair. Then back at Lila. "...No." Lila frowned. "What do you mean no?!" "I mean you look like a twelve-year-old trying to rob a gas station."

Joss Wayar is the university's fuckboy, but for the past few months, rumors have been circulating that he's in love, though no one knows who the lucky guy is. It's an adaptation. This story amazing story belongs to another author and all credits are given to the original author @bear__koo (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤

ex·hi·bi·tion·ist (noun): someone who exposes their genitals to strangers for sexual gratification 26-year-old Silas Ripley doesn't lack anything. Sex. Drive. A well-paying job as a physical therapist. He's sure he's got things figured- including the most perfect rotation on women athletes as patients, eager for a taste of him, ready to take things past his place of work... until he notices a disruption to that system. It starts with one woman... then three... and eventually, by five, he decides to get to the bottom of why every woman in his rotation sends a text along the lines of: "It's been great and all... but I think I found someone." And this is what leads him to William Everson- a professional painter who just moved into the apartment building right next door, one floor above his. William Everson has only one interest in his life: The male body. Burdened with the infatuation of a muscular build, his work revolves around painting men- rendering their beauty on canvas. After moving into unit 402 of 238 Hounds Crescent, he spots a man in the apartment just across from his, one floor below, sparking an unfortunate moment when he witnesses him having sex through the window... but regardless of the mystery neighbor and his captivating build, William already has his focus on the models built for his line of work, not knowing that he'd already entered the most bizarre matchmaking service known to man: His modeling clients were running into a particular neighbor's rotation of women. What William wasn't expecting was just how confrontational Silas Ripley could be. And through a series of hilarious mishaps, the handsome neighbor falls into a new position for the painter, one far more dangerous, given William's need for the unorthodox: His muse. [MATURE 18+] This is a GrumpxGrumpy enemies-to-lovers story centered on two men who will push past every boundary available, all to see how the other reacts.

Rule #1: Never let Pond Naravit Letratkosum catch you standing at the altar with someone else. Rule #2: Never forget that the man holding the leash used to be your aunt's husband. He destroyed his own marriage. He ruined the family alliance. He exposed every filthy secret in the estate and brought a billion-dollar empire to its knees-all because he couldn't stand the sight of another person touching what belonged to him. He carried Phuwin in his arms when he was born. He married Phuwin's aunt to get closer to the family. And now, he's taking Phuwin to his bed as a twenty-year-old adult. Locked away in a hidden room on his own wedding night, watching through closed doors as his family is dismantled piece by piece, Phuwin should hate the monster holding the key. He should run. He should scream. Instead, he kneels. In a house drowned in hypocrisy, homophobia, and corporate greed, his former uncle-in-law's unhinged, violent devotion is the only real thing Phuwin has left to hold onto. Pond ruined everyone else to make Phuwin his-and Phuwin enjoyed every single second of it. "Do you want to marry your handsome uncle, Phuwin? Or should I finish ruining your father next?" > TROPES: > Aunt's Husband x Nephew (Forbidden) > 15-Year Age Gap / Possessive Alpha ML > Ruined Wedding / Crash Out ML > "I'll Burn The World For You" Energy