YOU BASTARD minsung | mafia stepbrothers au | dark comedy slow-burn He is the king of three countries' underworlds, the man whose name makes grown assassins cry. Lee Minho doesn't lose. He doesn't flinch. He doesn't feel. And then one drunk Vegas night later, he gains a stepbrother. Han Jisung: 22, zero impulse control, mouth faster than a bullet, allergic to authority, and apparently now living in Minho's house, eating Minho's food, breathing Minho's air, and ruining Minho's peace with every sarcastic "yes, hyung" that drips pure venom. They hate each other on sight. Good. Hate is simple. Hate is safe. But hate has a way of twisting when you're forced to share the same roof, the same dinner table, the same suffocating tension that sparks every time their eyes meet across a room. One rules with blood and silence. The other rules with beats and chaos. Both are about to learn that the most dangerous thing in the world isn't a gun. It's the person who can make you feel something when you swore you never would. A slow-burn war of death glares, accidental brushing of hands, 3 a.m. arguments in the kitchen, and the terrifying moment when "I want to kill him" starts sounding a lot like "I want him." Every "you bastard" is followed by one dead body and a feeling neither of them asked for. Get in. We're going chapters of delicious torture.

Every century, the gods play a cruel game. They choose one soul. They make them so beautiful that a single glimpse of their bare face stops hearts... literally. Blood freezes. Breath dies. Bodies fall like flowers in frost. Han Jisung is this year's chosen. For three years he's worn the black veil that hides everything but his terrified eyes. For three years he's watched people he loves drop dead the moment the cloth slips. His little brother was the last. Now Jisung lives like a ghost, whispering apologies to the wind, convinced he is a walking graveyard. Until Lee Minho happens. Minho, the broke firewood seller with a mouth meaner than winter and hands gentler than spring. Minho, who insults everyone but carries old ladies home when it snows. Minho, who hears the rumors ("Don't look at the veiled boy, you'll die!") and answers with a bored, "Then I'll die. Move." He drags Jisung out of the angry mob. Gives him his only robe. Feeds him cold rice without asking for the story first. And when Jisung trembles, "You'll die if you see my face..." Minho just snorts. "좋아. 그럼 같이 죽자. (Fine. Then we'll die together.)" They say only true love can look upon the cursed beauty and live. But Minho doesn't believe in fairy tales. He believes in the way Jisung's fingers shake when he eats. In the way Jisung flinches from every shadow except his. In the way those cinnamon eyes look at him... not with fear, but with something dangerous. Hope. So let the whole city call it a death sentence. Minho's already decided: If loving a cursed boy kills him, he'll make sure it's the slowest, warmest death in history. Because for the first time in three years, Han Jisung wants to live. And for the first time in his entire life, Lee Minho wants to smile.

Rating: Explicit language, graphic violence, non-con medical experimentation, forced drug use, power imbalance, extremely toxic dynamic. Kim Seungmin was born with poison in his skin. One touch and people collapse: noses bleeding, lungs seizing, some never waking up again. The world called him a monster. He called it a curse. Then the Black Venom Syndicate found him. They took him on his seventeenth birthday, dragged him into a concrete hell, and started pumping experimental venom straight into his bloodstream to make his "gift" stronger. Deadlier. Controllable. And the man holding the syringe? Bang Chan. Twenty-four. Ruthless. Beautiful in the way a loaded gun is beautiful. Leader of the most feared mafia family in Seoul. Cold-blooded, cruel, and completely untouchable. He doesn't beat Seungmin. He doesn't have to. He just breaks him in quieter ways: forcing food down his throat when he refuses to eat, pinning him down for every screaming injection, yanking his head back by the hair to make him meet those empty black eyes. Seungmin fights every second. He curses Chan out in every language he knows. He spits venom (literal and not) and swears one day he'll watch Chan bleed out on the same concrete floor. Chan only smiles that terrifying, patient smile and says, "Keep fighting, puppy. It makes you taste better when you finally break." This isn't love. This isn't even obsession yet. This is ownership. This is a war fought in chains and needles and choked screams. Twenty chapters of pure hate. Twenty chapters of venom burning through veins and words sharp enough to cut. And somewhere after the twentieth scream... something darker than hate starts growing. Warning: If you're here for fluffy confessions and sweet kisses, leave now. This story will drown you in toxicity, drown you in rage, and only then, maybe, let you breathe. You've been warned. Strap in. The venom's just getting started. ♡

Asta Nørgaard tror, hendes verden vender sig på hovedet, den morgen, hun finder sig selv forrådt af den ene person, hun nogensinde har stolet fuldt ud på. Dog viser det sig snart, at den verdensomvæltning i virkeligheden, blot er et lille jordskælv, i forhold til de prøvelser, der nu venter. For som om, det ikke er nok med en voldsom barndom og forræderier, begynder fremtiden at se mere og mere umulig og usikker ud. I forvirringen, møder hun den nærusynlige, dreng Chris. Kan han, med de få ord, han lukker ud, lære Asta at stole på andre igen? Eller sørger han for det modsatte? Kan hun overhovedet stole på ham? Med smerte og forvirrende følelser som guideline, kæmper hun sit livs kamp, fyldt med venskaber, sygdom, kærlighed og svigt. Men betyder smerten noget, hvis det alt sammen leder tilbage til, hvad der egentlig er vigtigt? Men, hvad hvis intet helt er, som det ser ud? Bær over med starten, historien bliver langt bedre bare lidt længere henne!!! #1 - lovestory (30-08-21) #1 - musik (06-09-21) #1 - kræft (05-01-22) #5 - romantik (18-02-22) #14 - Drama (09-09-21)

Det er VM 2021, og Nora er lige blevet hyret som håndboldherrernes SoMe manager. Hun vil vise at hun er mere end bare en radiovært, og Nikolaj Jacobsen niece. Hvad hun dog ikke ved er, at de mennesker hun kommer til at møde, kommer til at få en større betydning for hende og hendes fremtid. "Us" er en fanfiktion skrevet om håndboldherrerne og hvordan jeg ser deres personligheder.