Kim Se-Jun adalah robot pekerja yang mirip manusia. Orang-orang di pabrik memanggilnya HMD07, merupakan singkatan dari humanoid dengan angka seri sesuai urutan pembuatan. Ia diberitahu bahwa sebenarnya para HMD memiliki nama dan keluarga, termasuk dirinya. Robot seri terakhir itu pun setuju untuk menyelinap keluar dari pabrik demi mencari keluarga yang dimaksud.

Sayangnya sebuah ledakan terjadi di lumbung padi, tempat mereka bersembunyi. Ke tujuh humanoid mengalami rusak parah, hanya Se-Jun yang selamat dari ledakan besar tersebut. Muncul rasa benci dalam diri Se-Jun, ia bertekad untuk mencari siapa yang telah meledakan lumbung sehingga menewaskan rekan-rekannya.

Sampai takdir mempertemukannya dengan seorang aktris sekaligus idol bernama Jung Se-Rin, dan terlibat kontrak kerja sebagai bodyguard-nya.


Mirror, Mirror, on the wall
Who's the BADDEST of them all?

The SSG President of the Academy Vs. The Basketball Captain of E-State University. Who do you think will win?

Let's Play A Game
Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the next player of them all?

A Bollywood actor, Shekhar, had put on many costumes and characters to become the most reputed actors. He has given his heart and sole to become the character and he takes on the personality of each of his characters. But he soon faces his own personality on the mirror, and the thought of seeing himself as yet another character is leading him towards his downfall in his acting career.

"Dianne walks into the room...it seems like it hasn't been opened for a long time. Cobwebs hang from the walls and a musty smell lingers about. There in the other corner of the room, a tall, dusty mirror leans against the wall..."
When Dianne finds a hidden room in the basement of her house, she discovers a mirror with a terrible secret. Will Dianne be able to escape the mirror's evil whispers?

Yoon San-Ha was about to leave when he left a tug on the corner of his shirt.

"Teacher, at least finish the can before leaving, Hmm?"

Yoon San-Ha looked at him then took the bear can he had left before and gulped the remaining bear in one go. He felt the taste was different from before but he didn't think much and waked towards the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Seeing him finishing the 'drugged' bear can. Completely unaware that he himself took the remaining drugged bear Park Ji-Hoon happily went towards Yoon's with his plastic bag.

It was his first time entering Yoon's room. Even after coming for a week Yoon never let him even look at inside his room.

Yoon San-Ha's room was totally different from what he thought. Seeing the living room decoration he always thought that Yoon's room will be same but after finally seeing him it totally reflected Yoon's personality of a complete nerd.

The room was spacious. A big  bed was attached to wall right next to it was full length window door of other balcony. The left wall was empty but there was a big door for bathroom. 

While on the front there was a full length wooden bookshelf covered full wall. There was also a small desk in which school schedule and a pen holder was lying.

Park Ji-Hoon took out his Pen camera and placed it on pen holder. After he took another mini camera and placed it on top of decorative lamp next to the bed. He pulled out his phone checking on the positions of camera. After confirming they are working well he put his own phone to charge in charging pod. He look at the remaining content in the plastic bag and placed it in bed side table. 

Yoon San-Ha's bed was king sized with soft mattress. He will never compromise with his sleep so he made sure that the mattress isn't too soft or too hard which somehow become beneficial 

"Teacher Yoon?" Park Ji-Hoon happily ever removed his shirt before calling for Yoon San-Ha. 

"Do you need something?" Yoon San-Ha voice came from distance. Park Ji-Hoon only opened the door and didn't go out. 

"Teacher are you done washing dishes?" 

"Yes, give me a minute. I'll put it in cupboard first." 

Yoon San-Ha really only took one minute to enter the room. He looked a bit shocked seeing Ji-Hoon half naked he lowered his eyes and looked towards the balcony immediately. 

"do...do you need pajamas? Give me five minutes I'll grab it for you. Saying that he walked towards the bathroom but before he could go in he was immediately hugged by Ji-Hoon from behind. 

"What are you doing?" Yoon San-Ha immediately become alert. 

"Teacher Yoon ah, don't you like me?" Park Ji-Hoon said with a pout. 

"What are you talking about?" Yoon San-Ha turned his head towards Park Ji-Hoon in shock. 

Park Ji-Hoon immediately grabbed his lips with his own and started kissing him fiercely. There height difference wasn't much so he could easily hold onto San-Ha's head making it deeper. 

Next day Park Ji-Hoon was the first one to wake up with sever headache. He could not remember what happened yesterday night after he dragged Yoon San-Ha to bed but he could feel he really did feel satisfied somehow. 

Park Ji-Hoon looked around the room. Surprisingly it wasn't messy as his memory from last night. His cloths were placed on chair, the bedsheets were changed and he himself was were pajamas. 

Then he glanced at the person next to him who was wearing full pajamas, half buried in blanket. He could see the vague marks of hickey on his neck. He moved and pulled down the pajama shirt seeing more hickey. Especially the one on Yoon's collarbone looked very pleasant to his eyes. He picked up his phone taking few pics of the person. Before slowly getting out of bed and leaving without any trace.



The dove and the wolf. 

A concept which you must've come across before. 

I could name thousands of stories, just like ours, instances filled with secrets and lies just as ours was. 

And yet, all these stories, no matter how similar, remain unique. 

Because you don't know pain like this one, until you go through it yourself. 

Darkness - it's peaceful. 

I drifted off, and felt nothing. 

Nothing but his strong arms carrying me away, not only from that dreadful party but also from my problems, from reality in a way. 

I woke up in a bed, and it must've been the next morning, but because the weather in Seattle was nothing short of gloomy, I couldn't exactly tell. 

"Dove?" I hear his voice, and forced myself to open my eyes wide, and take in my surroundings. 

I was in a bed - but it didn't seem like one you'd go to crash on at a frat house. 

It wasn't my old dorm room bed either, and it takes me a second to remember and process Lilian's move, so that definitely couldn't have been the case. 

Not the apartment, that was for sure. 

Where was I? 

"Morning, alcoholic," he chuckles, and goes to sit in front of me on the bed. 

Oh no. 

"On a scale of one to ten -" 

"You don't want me to answer that," he shakes his head, and brings his bottom lip between his teeth as to suppress his laughter. 

I smile a light smile, and look down at my lap, embarrassed, "yeah, you're probably right." 

He simply looks me over for a minute, perhaps worried I'd throw up and feel really sick, but I think blacking out ended up working in my favour. 

Don't get me wrong, I felt like absolute shit, and my head couldn't have ached more if it tried. But I surprisingly didn't feel sick, and so I guess that was a positive. 

"Where are we?" I groan, and look the small yet cozy bedroom over. There was a full length mirror to the right of the bed, and next to it a slender closet. There was only one night stand to the left of the bed, where I was placed to sleep, which was the nearest side to the window. 

"My apartment," he stated, and got up off the bed, making his way out into what seemed like an open space. 

I get up slowly, being careful not to test my limits any further than I needed to, and see that I was still wearing last night's clothes. 

That put my mind at rest a little, because even though I knew Theo was better than that, part of me was still afraid at the small chance that he'd try something while I was unconscious. 

But I couldn't think like that - he had just saved my life. 

He seemed to be doing a lot of that lately. 

"Hungry?" He asks, and on cue, my stomach grumbles, to which he lets out a small laugh, "good. I made pancakes." 

I take a seat at the kitchen counter, on a rather high stool, and looked the place over. 

It was homey, and very Theo. 

There were football posters up on what seemed to be his decorative wall in the living room, and a framed picture of the entire football team, cheerleaders included, which I assumed was taken last year. 

I knew he had a place of his own, which now made me feel even worse about that night I saw him run into one of the dorm room buildings, because I knew exactly who he was going to. 

And I didn't like it. 

"Theo, where did you sleep last night?" I ask, my voice cracking slightly with a hint of worry, to which he simply raised his brow to and smiled a dismissive smile. 

"I took the couch, freshman, before you start to panic." 

I smiled and proceeded to dive into the pancakes, a moan of satisfaction slipping my lips as I took a bite. 

"Good?" He grinned. 

"Very. I didn't know you could cook," I giggle, and stuff my mouth once more. 

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me, Dove," he shrugged, and I furrowed my brows a little, but kept a teasing smile. 

"Oh, yeah? And who's fault is that?" 

"Well, not mine. You're too preoccupied getting my head between your legs every time we get a little time to ourselves, I never get the chance for story time," he smirks, and throws a blueberry at my face, to which I reach across the kitchen counter where he stood opposite and smacked at his chest. 

"That's not true!" I pout, "you're always turning down my questions." 

"Yeah, because you ask too many," he counters, but the mocking tone is evident in his voice. 

When he sees that I take this to heart though, he continues, 

"Fine, one question." 

I think this over for a bit - I knew he wouldn't answer a personal one, something to do with his past. And to be honest, it was probably for the best that I didn't know. So I asked him something that could actually be of use to me, potentially. 

"Why were you at the party last night?" 

"Why were you?" 

"Theo...." I protest, and he puts his hands up in surrender at my obvious frustration. 

"Okay, okay. I went back to England that Friday, after the game," he starts, and I nod, not wanting to interrupt him by saying I already knew this information, "I actually had the plane ticket already brought, so I was going to take you home and then leave for the airport." He pauses for a second, probably thinking over the events of that night. 

Such a tragic night. 

"Well anyway, I was going to stay until New Years with my mum, but complications surfaced and so I left and came back early." 

He speeds through the last few words, as if he didn't want them out into the universe. 

Too bad he was talking to me, and I wasn't going to let it go that easily.

When college freshman Dove Addison makes the decision to move in with her long term boyfriend Samuel, also a freshman, she believes that she is taking a step in the right direction. But when complications about their lack of sex life surface, she feels as if her needs aren't being met, and that they struggle to even share a bed together. Desperate to get his attention, she finds an escape in the world of cheerleading - but what happens when she catches a senior's eye, who is more than willing to show her what she's been missing out on?

The dove and the wolf.
A concept which you must've come across before.
I could name thousands of stories, just like ours, instances filled with secrets and lies just as ours was.
And yet, all these stories, no matter how similar, remain unique.
Because you don't know pain like this one, until you go through it yourself.

Darkness - it's peaceful. 

I drifted off, and felt nothing.

Nothing but his strong arms carrying me away, not only from that dreadful party but also from my problems, from reality in a way.

I woke up in a bed, and it must've been the next morning, but because the weather in Seattle was nothing short of gloomy, I couldn't exactly tell.

"Dove?" I hear his voice, and forced myself to open my eyes wide, and take in my surroundings.

I was in a bed - but it didn't seem like one you'd go to crash on at a frat house.
It wasn't my old dorm room bed either, and it takes me a second to remember and process Lilian's move, so that definitely couldn't have been the case.
Not the apartment, that was for sure.

Where was I?

"Morning, alcoholic," he chuckles, and goes to sit in front of me on the bed.

Oh no.

"On a scale of one to ten -"

"You don't want me to answer that," he shakes his head, and brings his bottom lip between his teeth as to suppress his laughter.

I smile a light smile, and look down at my lap, embarrassed, "yeah, you're probably right."

He simply looks me over for a minute, perhaps worried I'd throw up and feel really sick, but I think blacking out ended up working in my favour. 
Don't get me wrong, I felt like absolute shit, and my head couldn't have ached more if it tried. But I surprisingly didn't feel sick, and so I guess that was a positive.

"Where are we?" I groan, and look the small yet cozy bedroom over. There was a full length mirror to the right of the bed, and next to it a slender closet. There was only one night stand to the left of the bed, where I was placed to sleep, which was the nearest side to the window.

"My apartment," he stated, and got up off the bed, making his way out into what seemed like an open space.

I get up slowly, being careful not to test my limits any further than I needed to, and see that I was still wearing last night's clothes. 
That put my mind at rest a little, because even though I knew Theo was better than that, part of me was still afraid at the small chance that he'd try something while I was unconscious.
But I couldn't think like that - he had just saved my life.
He seemed to be doing a lot of that lately.

"Hungry?" He asks, and on cue, my stomach grumbles, to which he lets out a small laugh, "good. I made pancakes."

I take a seat at the kitchen counter, on a rather high stool, and looked the place over.
It was homey, and very Theo.

There were football posters up on what seemed to be his decorative wall in the living room, and a framed picture of the entire football team, cheerleaders included, which I assumed was taken last year. 
I knew he had a place of his own, which now made me feel even worse about that night I saw him run into one of the dorm room buildings, because I knew exactly who he was going to.
And I didn't like it.

"Theo, where did you sleep last night?" I ask, my voice cracking slightly with a hint of worry, to which he simply raised his brow to and smiled a dismissive smile.

"I took the couch, freshman, before you start to panic."

I smiled and proceeded to dive into the pancakes, a moan of satisfaction slipping my lips as I took a bite.

"Good?" He grinned.

"Very. I didn't know you could cook," I giggle, and stuff my mouth once more.

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me, Dove," he shrugged, and I furrowed my brows a little, but kept a teasing smile.

"Oh, yeah? And who's fault is that?"

"Well, not mine. You're too preoccupied getting my head between your legs every time we get a little time to ourselves, I never get the chance for story time," he smirks, and throws a blueberry at my face, to which I reach across the kitchen counter where he stood opposite and smacked at his chest.

"That's not true!" I pout, "you're always turning down my questions."

"Yeah, because you ask too many," he counters, but the mocking tone is evident in his voice.

When he sees that I take this to heart though, he continues,
"Fine, one question."

I think this over for a bit - I knew he wouldn't answer a personal one, something to do with his past. And to be honest, it was probably for the best that I didn't know. So I asked him something that could actually be of use to me, potentially.

"Why were you at the party last night?"

"Why were you?"

"Theo...." I protest, and he puts his hands up in surrender at my obvious frustration.

"Okay, okay. I went back to England that Friday, after the game," he starts, and I nod, not wanting to interrupt him by saying I already knew this information, "I actually had the plane ticket already brought, so I was going to take you home and then leave for the airport." He pauses for a second, probably thinking over the events of that night. 

Such a tragic night. 

"Well anyway, I was going to stay until New Years with my mum, but complications surfaced and so I left and came back early."
He speeds through the last few words, as if he didn't want them out into the universe.

Too bad he was talking to me, and I wasn't going to let it go that easily.

~~
Trinity
~~
    "Isn't it weird to have another gathering after just a week?" Paul asked.
    "This one isn't for the Alpha to look for a mate though." Juniper said, staring right at me. "This gathering is for the entire pack, save for very young children."
    "Yes, I had heard that almost every member of the pack must be there." I told them.
    "Heard it from where." Cedar asked. He and Juniper were like good cop bad cop, only it was hard to tell which was which.
    "Just around."
    "Uh huh." Cedar said, not believing me at all.
    "Trinity, does this meeting have anything to do with why you are being followed around by that warrior from the pack?" She asked me.
    "I don't know, they might bring up the rogue that attacked me. I don't know what all is going to happen. How am I supposed to know?"
    "You're a bad liar Astro." Paul said matter-of-factly.
    "What are you talking about?"
    "I think you know exactly what we are talking about." Cedar snapped. I just looked at him, eyes full of regret.
    "What are you not telling us?" Juniper asked me, hurt filling her voice.
    "I can't talk about it." I told them.
    "Does it have to do with the gathering?" She asked me.
    "I can't talk about it." I said again.
    "Ok." She said, like my answer had been a yes. "And does it have anything to do with why you missed school and are being followed around by a high ranking pack warrior?"
    "I can't talk about it." I said again. Regret was clear in my voice and on my face.
    "Last question." She said. I looked at her pleadingly. "Does it have anything to do with the Alpha?" I glanced at Vincent before repeating the line again.
    "I can't talk about it." I was close to tears now. I didn't want to hide things from them.
    "That's all I needed to hear." She said. She had understood what it all meant. They were all looking at me, Juniper with eyes narrowed in scrutiny, Cedar and Paul with eyes that had gone wide in shock.
    "Are you ok Trinity?" Paul asked me, I could hear genuine concern in his voice. "I remember how scared you looked the other day." He added in a whisper.
    "I'm fine." I told him, smiling. "And I think that's the first time you've used my name in weeks." We laughed quietly amongst ourselves.

    I snuck a glance at Vincent, I knew he was listening to everything that we had said, but I hadn't broken my promise. I didn't tell anyone anything. He sensed my eyes on him and turned to look at me with a smile.

    The remainder of the day passed in its usual style, only with an extra tag along with us. Vincent had insisted on carrying my bag everywhere. Thankfully I only had two classes today, so I didn't need to be overly embarrassed by his doting.

    We drove back to the house, or estate as I had heard others call it, I had thought the drive would be quiet, but he had a few things to say.
    "I am glad you kept your promises, Luna."
    "Please don't start with that again Vincent." I told him.
    "You're going to have to get used to it." He told me. "You might as well get the practice in now." He laughed at me as I groaned at the thought.
    "Fine, but only at the house." I told him.
    "Fine, only at the house, Trinity." He laughed. "But like I said, I am glad you kept your promises. The Alpha will be happy to hear that as well."
    "What exactly are you going to tell him?" I asked, concerned for my friends who had figured things out on their own.
    "Just as I said, that you kept your promises." He answered with a smile. He really was a nice guy.
    "Thank you, Vincent."
    "There is no need to thank me, Luna." He said exaggeratingly as we pulled up to the house. I groaned in response all the while he was laughing at my reaction.

    The next few days passed in a blur. I went to class accompanied by Vincent every day. He continued to carry my bag everywhere we went. He got along with us fine, but he was also a lot older than us, so we felt a little uncomfortable letting loose with our typical brand of humor. But perhaps he would be a good influence on Paul and Cedar, hopefully he'd help them mature somewhat.
 
    Now, I was sitting alone in my room the night before the gathering, stressing over the upcoming ceremony. Gina was coming soon for the final fitting of my dress. Aside from that I would have nothing to distract me.
 
    They brought me an early dinner in my room. Apparently, Reece was out for the night and eating alone in the kitchen would have been uncomfortable, so I preferred to eat in my room instead.
 
    Gina came shortly after the dinner that Abigail, the cook, had made for me. The dress had been altered to the specifications we had decided on. She set up the stool, told me to strip and helped me into the dress just like before.
 
    The fabric felt just as luxurious as I remembered. I marveled at how it shined in the light but was so soft. Gina's hands moved quickly and efficiently as she worked to make the dress lay in just the right way.
    "Oh my Goddess, but doesn't that look amazing on you." She gasped when she had me dressed. I turned to look at myself in the full length mirror that stood in the corner of my room. My eyes opened wide when I saw the completed dress.
 
    Gina had tightened the bodice so that it accentuated and showcased my ample chest. The excess fabric had not been cut off but instead been cinched and decorative pleated in the back, still it was mostly hidden by the long, shimming silver cape.
 
    She had raised the waistline, creating an empire waist. The dress then flared and flowed down and out around me. The length had not been altered either, so it had a very long train. The dress would be trailing behind me quite far as I walked. I would need to be very careful with every step.
 
    It made me look smaller and more delicate than I usually did, but it also made me look somewhat ethereally beautiful. I felt like moonlight walking. The shining silver light of the dress reflected in my eyes making them shine as well.
 
    I couldn't believe how different just a dress could make me look. But it felt like I was looking at a completely different person. Someone I didn't recognize at all.
 
    Gina helped me out of the dress and put it in its protective bag. She hung it in one of my closets then excused herself. It seemed more real now, having the dress so close.

    I was having a hard time relaxing. I knew I would have a hard time sleeping tonight as well, so I figured I should look for a book to read. Even with as many books as my Aunt had sent over, I couldn't find anything I wanted to read. I decided to ask the guard at my door if he could take me to the house's library. I wanted to see if there was anything there that would interest me.

"Leslie?" I called out to him and he opened the door almost immediately.
    "Yes Luna?" He poked his head into the room. He was an OK guy, not as likeable as Vincent, but nice enough. He had light blond hair and pale green eyes. He was tall and lanky looking, but Vincent assured me he was a good fighter.
 
    "Can you take me to the library? I can't find anything in here to read." I told him. He looked at the small library I had in my room.
    "Sure thing, Luna." He said with a smile and a nod.
 
    He led me down to the second floor to where the library was. It was a lot bigger than I was expecting. The room was massive, and every wall was covered in floor to ceiling bookshelves. It was like my own personal heaven, as long as it had some books I would be interested in.
 
    I perused the shelves looking at what the room had to offer. There was some of everything it seemed. Like it was a collection gathered by many different people over many, many years.
 
    Finally, I found something that would satisfy my need to read. It was a collection of classic short stories. I hadn't seen it in years and was delighted for the chance to read it again.
 
    I sat on the sofa near the window, tucking my feet up under me and curling into a ball in the corner of the seat. I cracked the book open and began to read.
 
    I sat there reading peacefully in silence. I don't know how long I was there. I must have fallen asleep at some point. I started having a very strange dream.

Eighteen-year-old Trinity is unlike any other werewolf in her pack. For one, there were unusual circumstances surrounding her birth, for another, she is the only pack member to never shift into a wolf form. So now she doesn't quite belong anywhere. Not quite human and not quite wolf.

She thought she would be able to live her life how she wanted when she had turned eighteen. Go to college, make some friends, have some fun. But what is she to do when the dangerously sexy Alpha literally falls right into her lap?

"I am not human, and I am not a wolf. I don't belong anywhere..."
"...we both know that no one is going to mate with me, and even if they did, they would just reject me anyway."

What is the sexy, brooding Alpha going to do? The elders are making him hold these ridiculous parties to search for a mate. He doesn't want a mate, but he knows he needs a mate to finish the Alpha Circle. Without a mate, a Luna for the pack, his people would suffer. And what is he going to do when he stumbles across the girl that fate has chosen for him and he finds out she has no wolf?

"This cannot be!" I roared. "There is no way that I can mate with a girl that does not even have a wolf. She will be too weak. She will be inferior. She will not be strong enough to be a Luna."
"I simply could not accept her as my mate. Not fully. It wasn't safe for her. She would get herself killed. And she would bring my pack down with her."

When these two meet, sparks will surely fly. But will it be from passion, or their constant fighting? Neither of them wanted a mate. Neither of them wants the mate that fate chose for them. And neither of them can make that mate bond go away. What are they going to do now that they're literally stuck with each other?

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