Smut

A fateful mix-up brings an unexpected twist to a student’s life at a cram school. When a mysterious package meant for his star lecturer, who shares his name, lands in his hands, an unusual relationship begins to unfold between them – one that blurs the lines between student and teacher.

The thing about growing up in the countryside is you see the same sights day-in, day-out, and for Jinwoo, that means being teased mercilessly by the same local girls. He has a slight reprieve when his family move to Seoul, but when Jinwoo drops out of university, he decides to head back home to help with the family business. The problem is, the position he was promised doesn’t exist, and he instead finds himself the live-in housekeeper of his grandpa’s latest venture – a local share house. To top it all off, Jinwoo finds his hometown, and specifically his new home, is now full of bonafide hotties! With this many young people under one roof, it surely won’t be long before emotions start running high and clothes start coming off…

Assassin-for-hire Cheon Seowoo. After another successful mission, Seowoo is about to make her escape. But not before taking a pretty young thing home to toy with as her reward…

At our high school graduation, the rival who had tangled with me for years suddenly confessed that he liked me. It was completely different from the victory I imagined, but still, I thought I had won. I walked away believing the score between us was finally settled.

That is, until years later, when he reappeared with a small child clinging to his hand.

A son.

Disgust and irritation flare up all at once. A shameless fool… If his heart was going to waver that easily, why did he confess in the first place?

But fine. It doesn’t matter anymore. The past, his choices, the kid—none of it changes what I already know.

If I wanted to drag him back into my bed, it would be the easiest thing in the world.

In this bitter, twisted reunion, the line between victory and desire grows dangerously thin.

After Rei’s parents leave him to live alone in their country house, he meets with his childhood friends Midori and Shiho.

After six years of life as an author, Yoon Seri hits a new hurdle: writer’s block. Determined to overcome it, she sets her sights on a new genre, R-rated literature, only to find that her lack of experience is holding her back. Her search for a sexual sensei leads her to Lee Siyoon, a man willing to show her the ropes in more ways than one. But after her first taste of sexual liberty, she finds she can’t stop thinking about it.

After unexpectedly reuniting with her childhood friend-turned-neighbor, Seri realizes there might be more than one way to break this writer’s block after all…

For my friend’s father, for him, I am just a child. You say you think of me as a daughter, but you know what? I’m lusting towards you every day…

Hector never expected his father’s final legacy to be more than just marble and myth.

Known across the art world as a master sculptor, his father passed away mere days before the unveiling of his most anticipated work—Minor: David. As Hector sifts through his father’s belongings, tying up loose ends, he uncovers a secluded villa tucked away from the public eye. What he finds there changes everything.

Inside the villa is Enoch—a quiet, enigmatic young man whose presence is as unsettling as it is magnetic. Hector has no memory of him, no context. And yet, the resemblance is unmistakable: Enoch is the very image of the statue his father sculpted in secret.

But Enoch is no muse by choice.

Torn between grief and obsession, Hector’s fascination takes a darker turn. Enoch, sensing the shift, knows he must run. What follows is a dangerous game—part chase, part descent into the primal instincts that haunt every man. In this silent struggle between predator and prey, only one truth remains:

Art reveals the soul… but it may also unearth the monster beneath it.

Sua, who has been transferred to 1: 1 Piti at a friend’s recommendation, learns hard to exercise, and she is worried about the bucket of the teacher who keeps reaching her lower body. “쌤 쌤 There’s a bucket of water … Can’t you take it out?” “bucket?” “… there … that’s … I think it’s hard in between …” “Ah … this is not a bucket …”