_Ghost_Hunter_

As the son of the Minister of Health, Han Minjun had always led a privileged life, shielded from the harsh realities of the world. However, when he met the enigmatic Kim Seungjoon, his life took a dramatic turn. The attraction between them was instantaneous, but little did Han Minjun know that his love for Kim Seungjoon would plunge him into a world of chaos and uncertainty. The mysteries surrounding Kim Seungjoon were many, and as their relationship deepened, Han Minjun found himself embroiled in a web of intrigue and danger. Did he know what he was getting into when he fell for Kim Seungjoon? 

As he embarked on a new journey with Seungjoon, he pondered about the unknown future that lay ahead of them. Questions swirled through his mind about the enigmatic person he had chosen to spend his life with. How many secrets did Seungjoon keep hidden? What mysteries would they unravel together? The anticipation of what was to come was both exhilarating and nerve-wracking.......

As the story unfolded, it became apparent that the idyllic fairytale was taking a dark turn. The once-balanced scales between life and death began to tip precariously, and the characters found themselves in the midst of a harrowing nightmare. It was impossible to predict who would emerge from the ordeal unscathed.......

With One Touch (BL)

Han-bin slammed on the brakes, and both Lorena and Hee-jin lurched forward with a jolt, the seatbelts snapping them back sharply. The tires screamed against the concrete, shattering the stillness of the night.

Without a word, Han-bin reached for his gun and aimed it at Lorena's head.

"Give me one good reason not to kill you, right here, right now," he said in a dangerously low voice, his anger barely contained. His hand was steady, but his chest rose and fell with the storm raging inside him.

The pickup had sped through the tunnel moments earlier, passing unnoticed through the warehouse. No one gave it a second glance. Everyone knew who that vehicle belonged to—and thanks to Lorena's reputation among the gangs, it slipped past barriers and suspicion alike, like a ghost moving through familiar shadows.

Only Love