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Built from FIRE
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    Time 3h 39m
Ongoing, First published May 13
Mature
Claire wasn't planning to fall for anyone-especially not her now ex-boyfriend's cousin. But Minho? He has a special way of getting under her skin. Of seeing things she's spent years hiding.

What starts as a forbidden, one-time release quickly becomes something else: late nights, stolen glances, tension thick enough to cut. And when life throws them into close quarters-into the ashes of his mother's struggling café, and dodging the emotional wreckage of past relationships-Claire finds herself slipping deeper into something real. Something dangerous.

Because this isn't the kind of love that burns fast and fizzles.
It simmers. Slow. Hot. Unrelenting.

And if she's not careful, it might undo her entirely.

A slow-burn, emotionally messy, chemistry-heavy romance about rebuilding what's broken-and deciding who's worth staying for.
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The Faded Vows

67 parts Ongoing

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.