In the year 1004, the world of Kynaseul is about to collapse. So Ravi, a young chronomancer, journeys back in time to avert a disasterous war by gathering five previously doomed heroes. Despite the clashing personalities and histories of each member, Ravi is determined to bring them together to succeed where history says they failed. But Time has a way of sorting itself out and the very laws of nature are against them. Can six people truly stop two kingdoms from tearing each other apa

Detective Wonsik is tired of his job, he's tired of the corruption in the police force, and tired of being shut up. How can he take crime off the streets when it was ripe and swollen inside his own department? It's enough to drive a man to drink. But the End of the Line bar houses more than just a lot of alcohol. Something's not right about the slightly sad singer Lee Hongbin or the mysterious bartender Jung Taekwoon. Just how much was Wonsik supposed to blind himself before he broke inside?

Hongbin's calves were beginning to really strain under the weight of his body, propped up inside the bathroom stall. And all he wants is for the guy next door to finish his business so he could stop looking down at the body of a dead city offical and get on his merry way. He was due for some luck, wasn't he? But then again, it seems like all the luck for the day had been monopolied by Wonsik, the cute blonde alibi in the snapback. Or at least Wonsik seems to think so. Hongbin'

Hongbin and Ravi had moved to the city with big dreams. Two best friends ready to take on the world. What they found was a life that waited for no man. They barely scrape by each month and every day it feels like their dreams only grow farther away. A few seemingly random meetings with a popular star of musical theatre by the name of Jung Leo lead them into a tangled web of problems. Lust, regret, confusion, and a police murder investigation are o

A storm's coming in, but some fools just can't be stopped.   The prequel of sorts to my drabble "The Scent of Jasmine" Warning: character death (not graphic)

He came with the scent of jasmine...