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Excerpt... Henry’s hand shot out, closing around her arm, firmly enough that her breath caught. “Stay…” He stood beside her, close enough that she could feel him without touching him. “I…” Livia’s voice broke before it found strength. “I didn’t flee.” She still would not fully look at him. Her eyes remained on Bella. “This is not my fault,” she whispered. “No,” Henry said at once. “It isn’t.” He looked away, then back at her. “Do you love him, Livia?” “Please,” she cried. “Stop calling me that.” “Do you love him?” he asked. “Yes,” she said. “So soon after me?” he asked. “I thought we…” He stopped. “I assumed you…” “That I what?” Livia asked, her voice trembling. “That I loved you? Henry…” she began then she caught herself. “Your Highness. I did seek solace in your arms... Yes. I will not lie about that. I wanted you. I trusted you. In a sea of sharks and wolves, you were the safest thing I could find.” Her eyes filled again. “You made me feel as though I could breathe. Turns out, you are no better.” “Why?” Henry asked quietly. “Because I am the king?” “Because you lied to me. You let me trust a man who did not exist.” “I existed.” “Henry the merchant existed because you created him.” “For good reasons, I had to keep my identity hidden,” Henry said. “The king moving around London without security,” he continued, “what do you think would happen?” “You speak as though I was asking you to announce yourself in the middle of Cheapside with trumpets and a crown. It doesn’t matter anymore,” Livia said, looking away from him. “I am getting married.” “Yes,” Henry said, the word leaving him like a blade drawn from flesh. “To my best friend. Did you tell him?” Henry asked. Livia’s brows drew together. “Tell him what?” “That I fucked you. Did you tell him I was your first? Did you tell him you once trusted me? That you once promised yourself to me because you thought I was the safest thing in your miserable world?” “That is not fair.” “Then tell me is it fair that Richard gets to call you his intended while I stand here pretending I do not know the sound of your moan? Is it fair that he holds your hand while I cannot even say your name without ruining you?” “Please stop.” “Did you tell him,” Henry pressed, unable to stop himself now, “that you were mine before you were ever his?” “How could I?” she asked, the words breaking. “I did not even know who you were.” “Then let me ask you this,” he said, leaning down just a little, his lips a hair’s breath from hers. “Has he fucked you? Has he touched what is mine?” ..... Sold into slavery and trapped in the brutal underworld of London, Livia Valenti is placed on the auction block. She makes a desperate choice and places her fate in the hands of the mysterious man who once caught her stealing. She does not know he is the King of England. Then comes Richard, Duke of Kingsmere willing to offer Livia the one thing Henry cannot easily give her— a future outside the shadows. Caught between the king who awakened her heart and the duke who may be her safest escape, Livia is pulled into a dangerous court. Livia becomes Diana Bellamy, the woman another man intends to wed, King Henry must decide how far a king can go before love becomes scandal, obsession, and war. From the author who brought you: 1. Undressed by the mafia God 2. Undressed by his arrogance 3. The Vampire's Luna

Stormlaks...A city where wealth is law, ambition sharpens like a blade, and danger hides behind every gilded corner. Every glance carries weight. Every whisper shifts power. Every student harbors a secret that could unravel lives. "S.I.L..." Did I just mention that? Whispers in slow silent but audible voice, "STORMLAKS INSTITUTE OF LUXURY" Yes, I did. I repeated the words in my mind, tasting their weight. Every Stormlakian has spoken the name at least once, in awe, in envy, or in fear. It is known for one thing or the other. S.I.L is the most coveted school in the city, a place where elegance masked danger, legacy ruled over all, and a misstep could cost more than pride. It could cost lives. Every young person dreamed of walking its polished halls, of being counted among the elite. But what happens when our Cinderella becomes one of the chosen? Getting in should have been the dream. It should have felt like victory. But for her, it was only the beginning. Her quiet presence drew attention in ways she did not understand. Eyes lingered where they had no right to, whispers followed her through hallways like shadows, and even the untouchable, the feared, the impossible. THE MANIACS, two different people could not look away. Then she arrived, Not from Stormlaks city. She came from a city that her parents controlled, a city powerful enough to bend entire regions to their will. Her steps were deliberate, her posture commanding, her gaze unflinching. She moved as if she already owned S.I.L, as if the halls themselves had bent to her presence. Every step shifted the balance, every glance rewrote the rules, every subtle gesture demanded attention without uttering a word. And beneath the polished exterior burned a carefully concealed hatred for our Cinderella, a reason known only to her. Stormlaks held more than rivalry. Beneath the luxury, the glittering parties, and the polished marble floors, lay a secret too dangerous to name. A shadow without a face, slipping through lives unnoticed, moving through different shadows and whispers. A girl with a hidden identity, masked, elusive, and shrouded in secrets that holds the key to everything. Her existence a puzzle that no one could solve. She wore a life that was not hers and she is untouchable. And when the truth finally emerged, nothing would survive it at all. Why are the Maniacs hunting her? Why has it taken years to find her? Why does she hide behind a mask that is not her own? And what will happen when she's found and the truth is finally revealed? Too much of question marks but it all comes down to......WHO IS SHE???

"Luca, please…" she cried. "You need to see who the devil really is. And decide if you want me that way," he said. "Because this is who I am. You either accept it or reject it." Luca's hand reached for a knife from the array of tools spread meticulously on the desk. "I wanted to prolong his suffering…" he murmured. "Luca…" she whispered. "But since this is a show and tell…" Without a pause, he cut the rope holding Inferi's wrists, letting the man drop heavily to the floor with a thud that made the room shudder. Inferi's eyes, wide with terror, flicked to Vee as his body twisted weakly under the weight of his injuries. "This isn't one of those times when you ask me to let someone go, I am going to kill him right here." "You have two choices," he continued. "Walk away right now, and I will accept that you will never accept who I am. Or stay and watch me kill him, to prove to me that you accept all of me, that you want all of me." "God, please, Luca, don't do this." Behind Luca, Inferi struggled weakly on the floor. Luca looked only at her. "It's simple, Vee. I am giving you a choice. I don't have a gun to your head, now, do I? Are you ashamed of who I am, or do you accept who I am?" "It's not so simple!" Vee yelled. "You're asking me to stand here while you take a life." "I will count to ten." He gestured with the knife toward the steel door behind her. "There is the door. Here is me." "Jesus!" Vee bit down on her lower lip. She squeezed her eyes shut. "Jesus Christ!" "One…" "Two…" She stepped toward him. "Three…" "I'm not running." She moved closer. "I will not run. I will stay." "Four…" Vee drew in a shaky breath, steadying herself against the tidal wave inside her. "I meant what I said last night. I said I love you. I meant it. But don't subject me to this. It will not change how I feel about you. It won't." She stepped even closer, until the knife hovered inches from her hip. "But it will most definitely change me." She swallowed hard. "If you make me stand here and watch this, you are not testing my love. You are reshaping me into something I may never recognize again." Her hands came up slowly and pressed against his chest. "I love the man who protects. The man who terrifies everyone else but holds me like I matter." Her eyes glistened, but she did not look away. "I know what you are. I accept what you are. But do not ask me to become it." "Five…" Luca moved behind Inferi now, the knife hovering at his throat. Vee's feet rooted to the floor, the edge of Luca's jacket gripped tightly in her fists. Her eyes, brimming with tears locked onto his, daring him to see, really see, what she was becoming in his presence. "Six…" he continued. He held the knife steady against Inferi's skin, a cold, absolute line of judgment, waiting. And in that pause, Luca realized a part of him wanted her to run, desperately. He wanted her to bolt, to retreat from this room of blood and fear, because maybe, just maybe, if she ran, he would see the futility of the obsession clawing at him from the inside. "Seven…" he murmured. "Eight…" "Nine…" Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall.

Clumsy, chaotic, and endlessly enthusiastic, Park Ji-Ah lands her first job at an elite publishing company Hanryeon Tech—where she immediately collides with Ha-Joon Kim, the company’s cold, perfection-obsessed CEO. What begins as a daily war of nerves, paperwork, and personality clashes slowly turns into something neither of them planned: love. But loving a Kim is never simple. When Ha-Joon’s powerful family steps in, Ji-Ah is judged not for who she is, but for where she comes from. Labeled “unsuitable” because of her poor background, Ji-Ah becomes the center of a class-driven conflict that threatens both her relationship and Ha-Joon’s position. As tensions rise, chaos doubles when Ha-Joon’s other brother develops an interest in Ji-Ah’s sister, entangling the two families even further. Boundaries blur, loyalties are tested, and emotions collide, forcing Ji-Ah and Ha-Joon to decide whether love is worth standing against family expectations, societal pressure, and their own fears. In a world where perfection is demanded and mistakes are unforgiven, Ji-Ah must prove that sincerity, resilience, and a little chaos might be the most powerful things of all.

After the death of her parents, Grace built her life on duty, silence, and strength. But as she nears the throne, whispers of the past begin to surface— dark, persistent, and impossible to ignore. A secret long buried now claws its way into the light, threatening to unravel everything she thought she knew about her blood, her family… and herself. As deception coils around her and every truth turns to ash, Grace must face a haunting choice: protect the lie that keeps her kingdom safe, or uncover the truth that could destroy it— and her along with it.

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Viola was once the pride of her pack, destined to rise above everyone on the day she received her wolf. Instead, that day marked her fall. She had been the villain in countless stories, untouchable and adored by the Alpha heir, until the night her wolf was supposed to awaken, and fate played its cruelest joke. She fell to the lowest rank in her pack, rejected by her sworn mate. Stripped of status, strength, and even her wolf, she was forced to live a life worse than that of an omega. Imprisoned and alone, Viola’s only hope of escape lay in finding her wolf, or her fated mate. Only, a dark past kept her powers dormant… and her fated mate didn’t want her. Sebastian Kade is powerful, ruthless, and chained to a past he refuses to release. Viola Linden does not belong in his world, and he wants her gone. Fate, however, disagrees. This fragile, stubborn girl refuses to leave his orbit. He does not believe in love. He does not want her. He has already lost too much. An Alpha who swore off weakness, hardened by loss and haunted by a prophecy that feels more like a curse, Sebastian is certain he will never allow another woman into his life. But the Moon Goddess is rarely kind. Viola carries something ancient within her, something dangerous, something powerful enough to defy him. Hate twists into desire. Desire ignites into fierce passion. And passion threatens to become love. But when Sebastian discovers what Viola truly carries within her, will it save him… or destroy everything he’s built? ~~~ WARNING: MATURE CONTENT! #Slow burn #Spicy #Morally Gray ML #Adventure #Angst Discord server: https://discord.gg/VMM9DXw3yP

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: 18+ ONLY. Contains explicit smut, omegaverse, knotting, and mpreg.] "Fuck, still so tight." That's the first thing I hear after dying. Not a heavenly choir, not a wise guide explaining the mechanics of reincarnation, just a voice like dark honey and broken glass, breath scorching hot against my neck, and a body that absolutely isn't mine rolling its hips back like it has no objections whatsoever to what's happening to it. I have objections, so many objections. My body has apparently decided to hold a separate meeting without me. I was twenty-eight, overworked to the point of literal death, and had never so much as kissed anyone seriously. None of that seems to matter to the omega body I've just woken up in.. currently making desperate, broken sounds into expensive silk sheets, trembling around a knot that shouldn't feel this good, this full, this.. right, while my actual mind is still standing in the corner going what the fuck, WHAT THE FUCK??? By the time I finally see his face, it's far too late for dignity. Gray eyes cold as a winter storm, features sharp enough to cut, the kind of beautiful that doesn't ask permission before it ruins you. It gets so much worse when I learn his name. Wuchen Bael, my sister's fiance, the man who looked me dead in the eye afterward and said, without blinking.. "Round two?" And I haven't even gotten to the part where I find out I'm pregnant.

Her empire collapsed overnight. Her fiancé betrayed her. And now, CEO Anozie Olaedo has nothing left, except a deal with the ruthless tycoon. Arinze Chibuzor. Cold. Powerful. Untouchable. He offers her one thing: marriage. No love. No intimacy. Just business. But sparks don’t follow rules. And when his icy mask begins to crack, Olaedo finds herself drawn into a dangerous game of passion, pride, and secrets. Just as she begins to trust him, their pasts comes back to life. People they thought dead. Truths that could shatter everything. A destiny she never asked for. Now, Olaedo must choose: protect her heart, or risk everything for a man who was never supposed to matter. When the past collides with the present… will their fragile contract survive, or will it burn to ashes?

Upon dying at the hands of her beloved Duke, Princess Alexandrina found herself breathing with her head intact in a strange place. While the rain was pouring heavily, she met Kaizer Lee, a cold-hearted CEO who was on the brink of jumping off the bridge. Surprising to her, Kaizer bears an uncanny resemblance to her most devoted knight who is declared to be dead. But it doesn't make sense... Why on earth she's seeing the same face of the upright man she knew trying to end his life right now?!

He was forbidden. My brother's best friend. Also the most dangerous man in the country. And I signed myself over to him. Leah Thorne had one rule: stay away from Dimitri Valentino. It shouldn't have been difficult. He was ruthless, feared, and devastatingly beautiful in the way that only truly dangerous things are. The kind of man who owned nightclubs, commanded armies, and made grown men weep with a single look. The kind of man her brother Mike trusted with his life. The kind of man she had absolutely no business wanting. But one shattered marriage, one bottle of whiskey, and one catastrophically bad decision later, Leah wakes up in Dimitri's bed with a signed contract on the nightstand and six months of her life no longer her own. Her body. His rules. No exceptions. The contract is iron-clad, the penalty clause suffocating — fifty million dollars she doesn't have. And Dimitri Valentino, the Wolf of the Italian underworld, has absolutely no intention of letting her go. He says he'll ruin her for other men. He's not lying. Because beneath the cold control and the thousand-dollar suits is a man who has wanted her for seven sinful years — who has memorized the curve of her smile, the sound of her laugh, and exactly how to take her apart piece by piece until the only word left in her vocabulary is his name. Eve came to him broken, looking to feel wanted. She never expected to feel owned. She never expected to love it. Six Months Contract With The Mafia God is a scorching dark romance about forbidden hunger, dangerous obsession, and the catastrophic moment a good girl stops running from the wolf who has always been hunting her. Some contracts change everything. Some men are worth the fine print.

Death by overwork? Check. Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me. And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts. Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband.. --------------------- "...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls." I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words. The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too." What?

**Mature Content** Eilika Wolanski is the eldest daughter of one of Varos’ most respected merchants, but respect has never brought her kindness. A childhood accident left a scar across her cheek, and with it, a cruel label she can never escape. The “Unwanted Woman” of Varos. Mocked in public, pitied in private, and treated like a blemish to be hidden, Eilika grows up learning one painful truth, beauty matters more than character in high society. So when an unexpected marriage proposal arrives from the powerful House of Kingsley, no one believes it is real. The groom is Damian Van Kingsley, the widowed duke of Varos, feared for his cold temperament and admired for his unmatched looks and wealth. Rumors follow him like shadows. He has a secret mistress, a broken heart drowned in alcohol, and worst of all… A son he barely acknowledges. For Eilika, marrying Damian isn’t a dream. It’s the only option left for survival. Damian, once the kingdom’s most desirable nobleman, has been nothing but a hollow man since the death of his first wife. He has abandoned his responsibilities, pushed away his child, and lived with one vow burning in his chest. He will never replace his first wife. To force him back into duty, his mother arranges a second marriage, one he never asked for, and one he refuses to accept. Damian swears he will never touch her , will never look at her and will never treat her as his wife. But Eilika isn’t the greedy noblewoman he expected. She doesn’t ask for his affection. She doesn’t crave his title. She doesn’t even want his love. What Eilika wants… is something far more dangerous. A family. And perhaps that is the very thing Damian has been starving for all along. ~~~~ “This bed will remain cold until your last breath.” Damian’s voice boomed through the dark chamber. Eilika didn’t flinch at his words. Instead she replied gracefully, “I don’t seek love, Duke. You can visit your secret mistress every night… Just don’t come near me.” This marriage was never meant to become real, until the Duke's heart begins to betray its own rules.

Lu Sangjiu spent over a year imprinting the innocent image of herself—often coughing up blood, delicate, and frail—into the hearts of everyone in the Seven Emotions Sect. In reality, the frequent coughing of blood was real, but she wasn't actually that delicate and frail. In the beginning, she had only one purpose for coming to the Seven Emotions Sect: to strip away the female lead Ye Zhiyao's destiny and break free from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao! Later, looking at the simple and kind-hearted fools of her sect, she thought to herself, since it's convenient anyway, I might as well save who I can! As the saying goes, the only thing that can defeat a pure white lotus is a refreshing little green tea. So, in order to compete with the female lead Ye Zhiyao, who possesses immense luck and is loved by all men, it wouldn't be too much for her to occasionally speak some "green tea" words, right? And so... Facing a demon beast, Lu Sangjiu, while spitting blood, bravely said: "Eldest Senior Brother, don't worry about me, hurry and save Senior Sister Ye, she's more important than I am!" The hot-tempered Eldest Senior Brother stood firmly in front of her, "Nonsense! My Little Junior Sister is the most important!" Facing a scheming bitch, Lu Sangjiu, while spitting blood, choked out: "Second Senior Sister, don't misunderstand, she wasn't bullying me, I'm not wronged at all!" The crybaby Second Senior Sister, while wiping her tears, gave her a live performance of tearing the scheming bitch apart by hand. Facing an Evil Cultivator, Lu Sangjiu, while spitting blood, stubbornly said: "Third Senior Brother, you go first... I will definitely do my best to hold on until you bring people back to save me!" The timid Third Senior Brother mustered his courage, had a breakthrough on the spot, and crushed the Evil Cultivator! Later, Ye Zhiyao pointed her sword at Lu Sangjiu, claiming she was the Demon Cultivator Gu Huang, who brought disaster to the world a hundred years ago, and that she should be killed. Everyone stood firmly in front of Lu Sangjiu, "Impossible! Little Junior Sister is too frail to withstand a gust of wind; there's no way she's the Great Demon!"

Xu Changqing could never have imagined that after waking up from a faint caused by heatstroke, it would be as if she had already lived a lifetime. After the dream, the very first thing she did was to pick up a long-legged stool. Smashing her brother-in-law, tearing into her own sister. Whoever comes, she'll take them on. Shen Weimin had always cherished someone in his heart. He silently guarded her his whole life without regret or complaint, and only when he was about to pass away just before her did he realize that she was not without feelings for him. Waking up one day, he was ecstatic and vowed never to be that fool again in this lifetime, but then he heard about her actions, which were different from her past life? Is she reborn, or has she been transmigrated into...

Having spent her childhood confined in chains, Alice was a child who knew neither love nor joy. Scorned by her family while being tortured in the name of the greater good for years, she grew numb to all feeling and thought. That is, until one day, a man in black offered her a chance to escape. There were once rumours widespread of an endless hell, a land of glorious death and dreadful opportunity. Fools went in search of it, and the clever never ventured into it. Only when its baleful mysteries spilled unto the earth did all hear its name — the Abyss. A single drop of its blood could give someone the power to control shadows, move faster than sound, or strength greater than the strongest man. Yet, it all came at a cost; the blood would always make sure those who consumed it became part of the Abyss, with one exception — Alice. Cast away by her own blood, it was her destiny to rot in a gilded cage. But, that fateful day changed everything. Gifted a second chance at life, a chance to turn her life around and claim vengeance against her family, a chance to dive deep into the Abyss and gain the power to govern her own fate, Alice took his hand, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her. Cover drawn by Aoi Ogata. Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va

She was reborn by borrowing her twin sister's identity; from then on, the useless young miss of the Sterling Family transformed into a goddess who crushes all. Just as she was having a blast taking revenge on the scumbags, she found herself entangled with the most mysterious man from the Valerius Clan. In Aurora Sterling's eyes, Damien Valerius was just a scoundrel, a drama king, and a shameless rogue! However, to Damien Valerius, this slyly mischievous little fiancée of his was the antidote he never wanted to be without for his entire life.

After the doomsday overlord Yuan Chun perished together with the Zombie King, her soul was bound by the fast-travel system 007, "Host, I am a growth-type fast-travel system, capable of upgrading, fighting, and acting cute." From then on, Yuan Chun traversed numerous great and small worlds to turn around the lives of female protagonists and supporting characters who died unjustly. A scumbag from the seventies: "Yuan Chun, let's break up. I've realized I never loved you. What we had was just sibling affection." Yuan Chun: "Your sister! If it was sibling affection, why did you sleep with me? Now you're denying it after putting on your pants?" A scumbag husband from the nineties: "Yuan Chun, once you married into the Li family, you're one of us. Your house and car are Li family property. If you want to divorce and take away Li family property, you either leave with nothing, or I become a widower. Pick one." Yuan Chun: "Your sister! You cheated and still want to take my premarital property? Where's your face?" The ultimate mother-in-law from the eighties: "Yuan Chun, your nephew is getting married. Give me ten thousand yuan, then clear out your new two-story building for your nephew's wedding room. You know you don't have a son, just a worthless daughter. If you don't provide money and a house for your nephew's wedding, no one will take care of you and old third when you're old." Yuan Chun: "People die, who cares about funeral arrangements anymore? Want to snatch money and a house while making excuses? Go, go, go..." The doomsday overlord possesses superpowers and space, managing to overcome all challenges, mercilessly punishing the scoundrels and successfully helping each minor character turn their life around, earning countless Merit Points. 1. Tragic Woman 2. The Poor Little Thing Harmed by Her Uncle 3. The Sister-in-law Who Eloped 4. The Daughter Who Was Sold 5. The Wronged Eldest Sister 6. The Hopeless Minor Female 7. The Young Marshal's Wife's Bai Yueguang 8. The Super Naughty Kid 9. Not a Foster Mother 10. Re-married Widow

The June weather was already getting hotter day by day. Even though the rainfall in Novaria was still quite abundant this season, bringing a trace of coolness when it rained, but once...

When the worlds began to fracture, people started appearing from other timelines, some vanishing in hours, others trapped forever between realities. Among them was Choi Haneul, a breathtaking Omega whose beauty turned into his curse. For a week, he ran from cameras, hunters, and Alphas obsessed with claiming him. The world called him “The Otherworldly Omega.” But only a few knew the horrifying possibility: Haneul’s pheromones matched the forbidden scent of Eunoia World the same world whose rare pheromone-drug caused Korea’s 2019 catastrophe. Thousands died. Entire families were erased. And the company responsible, PharmaCorp, walked free after a single year of bail. Since then, the world has lived in fear of Eunoia. Fear of the pheromones that can break bodies from the inside. Fear of the travelers who might carry them. One stormy night, chased through the streets, Haneul saw a car door open and dove inside. not knowing that the owner of the car, Kang Taekyun, would rewrite his fate forever. Kim Taekyun, the cold and disciplined CEO of Korea’s most powerful medical empire, lost his wife two years ago in a tragic accident that left his five-year-old daughter mute. Since then, he has lived by duty, not desire, bound by tradition, pressured to remarry, and chained by a past that still bleeds. He has money, power, and silence. What he does not have is warmth. Until an Omega from another world hides in his car, trembling, drenched, and smelling like the first breath after grief. Haneul was supposed to disappear like every other traveler. Instead, he becomes the only one who makes Taekyun’s daughter smile again and the only person who touches the heart Taekyun believed had died. But time does not forgive stolen moments. Nor does PharmaCorp, who will do anything to claim an Eunoia Omega. As the fractures between worlds spread, as more travelers bleed into Korea without warning, as fear grows and blood is spilled in the name of “finding the Eunoian,” Taekyun must choose: Obey the world that forced him into coldness, or fight the world that seeks to erase the one person who brought him back to life. Because loving someone from Eunoia means loving someone the world was never meant to keep.