Yaoi

Joo Incheol thought he was going places. As a loyal aide to Lee Myeongseon, a rising political figure and contenders for ministers, he was on a secure path – until the rivalries within the campaign began to swallow him whole.

To prove he was worth keeping around and to reestablish himself, Incheol was given an important task: to figure how to diffuse a redevelopment dispute in the problematic Jungang district of Songmun City. The redevelopment plans were politically sensitive, publicly condemned and practically impossible. Incheol was aware that his entire future hinged on this case.

His only real lead? Ahn Pyeonghwa, the owner of a decrepit fitness center, found in the geography of the redevelopment conflict. Also problematic? Ahn Pyeonghwa is his neighbor – but not one he knows very well.

When Incheol reaches out for his support, Pyeonghwa agrees. However:

“Hit me.”

Drawn from every direction by ambition, uncertainty, and baffling request from a neighbor, Incheol is caught in a complex situation in which the very rules of political negotiation no longer apply, and where the distinctions between politics, personal interests, and pain, become fundamentally blurred.

After being buried in work for what felt like forever, Isaac finally let loose and drank a bit too much during a night out with his only real friend, James. It had been ages since he got that drunk, and when he came to the next morning in a hotel room, he wasn’t alone.

Lying beside him was Theodore — his old boarding school roommate — someone he hadn’t seen since he vanished years ago without warning. Their reunion didn’t feel casual or coincidental. Something about Theodore’s sudden reappearance didn’t sit right, and the way he acted… it wasn’t exactly how an old friend would behave.

Why did he come back now? What does he really want from Isaac?

Hector never thought his father’s final legacy would amount to more than marble and myth.

A well-known master sculptor in the art world, Hector’s father passed away only days before the unveiling of a highly anticipated work he had created—Minor: David. As Hector wanders through his father’s things, putting all the pieces together, he finds a hidden away villa from the world. What he discovers is life-changing.

Inside, Hector finds Enoch—a subdued, ungainly young man whose presence is unsettling, but captivating all the same. Hector cannot remember him—he knows nothing about him. But the likeness is uncanny: Enoch is the spitting image of the statue his father had secretly carved.

But Enoch is not a muse by choice.

Caught between grief and obsession, Hector’s fascination makes a dangerously intense turn. Enoch feels that monstrosity emerging, and he knows he has to run. What follows is a dangerous game—split between a chase and a descent into the primal instincts that resides in each one of us. In this mute struggle of predator versus prey, only one truth remains:

Art reveals the soul…but it can also expose the monster lurking within it.

Xing Yue wasn’t expecting what he found inside the mysterious Red Mansion. He came looking for rare treasures—maybe gold, maybe precious artifacts—but what he discovered instead was something far different from what he had imagined…