Choi Seungcheol is a cold, work-obsessed CEO haunted by the death of his parents in a plane crash. Hardened by trauma, he's closed his heart to the world-until a mysterious new intern, Yoon Jeonghan, steps into his life with a warmth Seungcheol can't ignore. But Jeonghan isn't what he seems. He's an angel sent from Heaven, tasked with a secret mission: to bring love into Seungcheol's life without ever revealing the truth. Would he succeed in bringing love in seungcheol's, dark cold life? Jeongcheol Seoksoo

His brother died in a street race. Jeonghan wants answers. When rookie journalist Yoon Jeonghan starts digging into the crash that killed his brother, all roads lead to Seungcheol-underground racer, legend, and liar. Everyone tells Jeonghan to stay away. But the deeper he gets, the more obsessed he becomes. And the more he wants the truth... Even if it destroys them both. "You should've left it alone," Seungcheol said. "Now you're next." This isn't a love story. It's a crash waiting to happen.

"You don't love me. You never did." "No. But I never forgot you either." Kim Mingyu is the ruthless heir to South Korea's largest conglomerate - and the leader of the most feared mafia in the shadows. Cold, sharp, and calculating, he's a man who built empires and buried enemies. Jeon Wonwoo is his equal - a CEO raised on power, pride, and quiet vengeance. His father's company is crumbling, and the only hand reaching out to save him... is the one he swore he'd never take again. Bound by a marriage neither of them wanted, their past is a secret they've both buried. But power is fragile. Love is dangerous. And some flames don't die - they just burn quieter, deeper, and deadlier. When enemies wear wedding rings, the real war begins behind closed doors.

Everyone had their happy endings- some with their twin flames, others with their kids that smiled up at them as brightly as the sun. Minghao and Mingyu had both, a family they could grow old with, and kids they could show the beauty of the world to the best they can. That's precisely why things started to get a little serious as soon as one of their members showed up missing, a key person that seemed like they'd never stray off all on their own. So what now? Another war? Did it have to come to one again? Or... A story in which a side character can't stand being on the sidelines anymore. He needed revenge... and he'd get it. But one question remained... Would someone else crave it too? 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀 || completed

Mingyu never wanted any of this to happen. Minghao was evil. He had gone insane. He had hurt so many people since he'd last seen him, killed so many souls and taken so many lives Mingyu's sure he's surpassed him in murders. Minghao wasn't Minghao anymore. At least not the Minghao who returned his wallet. 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀 || completed

All he did was return a stranger's wallet. Then, like an unexpected ticking time bomb, he was suddenly wrapped up in multiple murders his detective self couldn't even solve. Even having worked in the industry all his life, he had never seen so many people killed at once. 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀 || completed

Chaos and destruction. Two things Lee Seokmin despised more than anything. He thrived on control, on order, on things falling exactly into place. But everything unraveled the moment he laid eyes on him-his new husband. The brother of the man who was supposed to marry him. Joshua. "I know you hate pineapple, so I made sure to eat a lot. Imagine if we kissed right now... You might die," Joshua's voice was sweet, but the mischief in his eyes was undeniable as he leaned closer, his smirk dangerous. Seokmin's jaw tightened. No one could hear them, not their bickering, not their hate, and most importantly, not the way Seokmin's dead heart seemed to stir back to life. He hated chaos, but Joshua was chaos. And now, he was stuck with him. How was he supposed to navigate a life of perfect control with a husband who thrived on disorder? Would they ruin each other? Or was falling together inevitable?

"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?"

Dino has had enough. For months, he's watched his hyungs dance around their obvious feelings, refusing to admit they're completely and utterly in love. If they weren't going to do something about it, he was. And so began his final mission-one last matchmaking spree before declaring himself the official Cupid of SEVENTEEN. Switches between first (Dino's POV) and third person