Josei - Page 67

After a father turns into a serpent monster and dies, she’s taken into a noble household—paraded like a pampered lady but used as a scapegoat to “absorb” the family’s misfortune. Only a fellow servant in the same plight gives her room to breathe. As life grows more brutal, she discovers the heirloom she swallowed is actually that man’s Reverse Scale—a taboo core that binds fate, rage, and desire. Determined to free him and escape this house of curses, she’s pulled into a dark, adult web of power plays and forbidden intimacy—where one wrong touch can awaken the beast.

On Beomhaedo, a small island in the South Sea, a dangerous yet passionate love blossoms between a man hiding his true identity and a woman who yearns to escape the island. This is the story of the island village teacher, Chunja Imo's 'specialty'. Seju, the woman desperate to leave the island, finds herself experiencing an intense longing for Norai, whom she used to detest...

“Stay sharp and run properly.Don’t get caught halfway and get devoured.”Even his lips clung deeply.“Hm? And don’t cry after you've been devoured to the bone.”…A forced contract marriage.Chairman Ahn, her longtime benefactor, handed her over to his good-for-nothing youngest son.But he’s utterly impossible to handle.No matter how many times she runs, she ends up trapped again in his suffocating grasp.That man was... her husband.

After the crown prince made false accusations and called off their engagement, Cecilia, a once noble woman, was exiled from her country. Together with her mother, she fled to the neighboring land of Theophilus. Concealing her true identity, she resolved to endure a modest existence without any luxuries. However, once she acclimated to living among the common people, Albert, her childhood companion and the prince of Theophilus, unexpectedly crossed her path.

20 years after the spread of a zombie virus. While investigating a garbage dump where a strange sound is coming from, Yoo Yeon, the leader of A/Z’s Team A, an armed group responsible for public security, and her teammate Ryung are ambushed. “Sunbae, what are we going to do?” “I got bitten.” While protecting Yoo Yeon, Ryung is bitten by a zombie with a peculiar appearance. Feeling the change in his body, Ryung decides to commit suicide, but… “Huh…?” For some reason, he isn’t dead, but retains his senses. “It’s weird. I only feel thirsty when I see you, sunbae.” “This can’t be hunger.” “It could be lust, though.” Perhaps, that might be even more dangerous…

Eli is a witch who lives in the Sea of ​​Trees. Eli, who has lived for a long time, has written down her records in the form of a book, which has been passed down to future generations. One day, Eli sets out on a journey to a town where there are parchment craftsmen. On the way, Eli hears rumors of a monster from a merchant, and when she stops at an abandoned village, she is attacked by its residents. However, the residents have their own reasons for attacking Eli... The story of a witch who lives to understand the world unfolds. (Source: Natalie, translated)

“We’re about to become husband and wife. Can’t you even handle this much?” Tae-joon dragged Sua into the hotel elevator with a cold expression. Then, very slowly, he closed the distance between them, until their breaths dangerously intertwined. Han Su-a wanted to break off the engagement, but she couldn’t even bring herself to ask. That’s when Tae-joon’s father, Chairman Ji, made her an offer she couldn’t refuse. “The term is three months. Sua, you will commute to Tae-joon’s office, and Tae-joon will come home every night. Those are my conditions. If after three months you still want to call off the wedding, I’ll allow it. Of course, the investment and the supply contract will remain untouched.” And so begins a three-month contract cohabitation that started only to end their engagement— But the man who was once as cold and indifferent as ice… slowly begins to change. “Don’t keep coming closer.” “Don’t say that with those eyes.” “What kind of eyes are these, then?” “The kind that make me want to waver.” At the low voice that struck right into her core, Sua’s breath caught in her throat.

"Teacher, please marry me." "You're only twenty years old." At first, his voice held a laugh of disbelief, but it soon turned drier. “For a first meeting in three years, today was… memorable. You think of me as trash who sleeps with his students? Don’t ever come to a place like this again. You could really end up with a truly trashy guy.” First school, last student. The girl who once asked him to see her not as a student but as a woman… had already become a woman.

“Something stimulating, fast… and nothing that gets in the way of studying, right?” Haneul, who joined a cram school for repeat test-takers to get into medical school, relieves her stress by kissing Mir—the boy she met there. When she’s kissing him, she can forget everything. “Use me whenever you want.” Whenever the pressure becomes too much, Haneul seeks comfort from Mir. But she has no intention of dating him. Mir is a poor swimmer juggling training and a part-time job at the academy, while she plans to enter med school and live a successful life. At twenty, in their reckless youth, their dangerous, fragile relationship continues. And just as promised, Mir always comes to her whenever she calls. But then— “Let’s break up. You and I… we don’t fit.” After the college entrance exam ends, Haneul cruelly throws Mir away.

“Don’t we feel a little short on excitement lately?” From elementary school through high school, Nam Do-yeon and Jung A-rin grew from childhood friends into lovers. Now, as a couple who believes in rational dating, they decide to reclaim the missing spark of fluttering excitement— And so begins their heart-pounding grand plan!

"Since we can never go back to being just friends, us." Han Gyeom and Seoyoon, childhood friends who’ve never been apart for even a moment since birth, for 30 years. But their once unshakable bond crumbled overnight because of one reckless mistake. "I liked that day. Didn’t you, too?" "I…" They’re neither lovers nor just friends. Han Gyeom, who wants to keep this ambiguous relationship going, looked unusually bright today. "Make your choice. Either we go on like this, or we never see each other again." "If we can’t stay partners like this, are you saying we should cut ties completely?" Thirty years of friendship were hanging by a thread. Seoyoon’s face turned pale at the weight of those words. "Still confused? Then let’s check again." "Check what?" "Whether I can still be just a friend to you." The moment Seoyoon looked into Han Gyeom’s burning gaze, he realized with certainty— they had already crossed a river they could never return from.

I have a friend. A friend I only meet at night—my night friend. I don’t know his name, his age, or even his number. All I know is his sculpted, handsome face, his intense gaze that freezes me in place, and the way his powerful movements drag me into pleasures I’ve never known before. It’s been a month since I started this secret relationship with my night friend. Then one day… I saw him. In broad daylight. At my workplace.