smut

"Little A travels to a rural farm to reunite with the uncle who raised him—only to find the place eerily silent and his uncle nowhere in sight. What awaits him is a chilling ""bible"" detailing how to care for the livestock… but something feels off. Because on this farm, the ""livestock"" aren’t animals—they’re humans. Now thrust into the role of acting farm manager, little A is forced to manage Mr. A’s Farm, a facility that produces livestock products using beast-like humans—creatures who think and act like people, but are bred for their byproducts. Dark secrets plague the estate in the uncle’s absence. Little A must do all he can to keep the farm safe and sound...at least until his missing uncle, Mr.A, comes back."

Park Taewon never expected to fall in love with an alpha, let alone one twice divorced with a teenage son. But when tragedy strikes, Taewon finds himself alone with that son, Ahn Sangwoo, a boy he never managed to understand. Then Sangwoo starts getting closer. Too close. And when Taewon unexpectedly presents as an omega, what was once grief and confusion curdles into something far more dangerous. Now entangled in a bond steeped in grief and sin, Taewon is consumed by guilt he cannot confess, and a craving he cannot cleanse. Some attachments aren’t born of love... They’re worn like a crown of thorns.

For weeks, a mysterious man has been setting Gyeol’s dreams on fire. By day, Gyeol lives a quiet life as a construction worker. But after locking eyes with a stranger at a job site, his nights are consumed by vivid, erotic dreams that leave him shaken - and wanting more. When he unexpectedly runs into the man again, reality begins to feel just as charged as his fantasies. The stranger introduces himself as Yesung: handsome, magnetic, and impossible to read. His smile is too perfect, his gaze too knowing. He crosses lines without hesitation, drawing Gyeol into a game with no clear rules. As tension smolders between them, Gyeol finds himself spiraling deeper into Yesung’s world, unable to tell where desire ends and danger begins. But play with fire too long, and one is bound to get burned.

“Would you really let them have their way with you?” The sweet scent and gentle touch of my first love, the one who once comforted me… And now, that very person is standing here, wearing nothing underneath her shirt?