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The boys are back, and an old face from Seong-Jae's past plunges BPD Detectives Malcolm Khalaji and Seong-Jae Yoon from a two-month suspension right into the depths of hell—and into one of the most horrific, grisly cases of Malcolm's life. He's never seen anything like it. Macabre ritual killings, and the only one who's ever been able to crack the killer's pattern has been his partner and lover. But Malcolm and Seong-Jae aren't the only ones tracking this case.

An eerie ritualistic murder sends Malcolm and Seong-Jae down a bizarre path of the occult to find a killer—but when it comes to witchcraft, the suspect's not the only one casting a spell. With Seong-Jae haunting his dreams, Malcolm is practically bewitched, his trust in Seong-Jae growing deeper and deeper as both men learn to rely on each other. But when the murder triggers memories from both Seong-Jae's and Malcolm's shadowed pasts, will the secrets they share bring them closer . . . or drive them further apart?

When a 911 call goes wrong and a young man goes missing, it falls to Malcolm and Seong-Jae to investigate the responding officers when Internal Affairs' internal politics leave the case compromised and the officers aren't willing to talk. But with Seong-Jae on the wrong side of the thin blue line, tensions just may turn violent before the detectives find their answers—and only their trust in each other will keep this investigation from hitting a dead end. Will Malcolm and Seong-Jae's savage love survive the test, or will this case end in self-destruction?

Detective Malcolm Khalaji is at a loss. For the second time in his life, he wasn't there when his lover needed him. And with Seong-Jae Yoon on leave pending an internal investigation, Malcolm doesn't know what to do with a shattered partner and boyfriend who's retreated from him into a dark and broken place. This time he's determined to be there no matter what Seong-Jae needs, even if it means taking time off from the pressures of their job to hold Seong-Jae through every moment of trauma, of guilt, of self-recrimination.

Malcolm Khalaji is missing. And Seong-Jae Yoon is the only one who can find him. But to do so means walking paths he swore he would never tread again. Descending into the blackest hallways of a twisted and sadistic mind. Breaking down every wall he's ever built around himself, to try to predict what Sila will do next. Yet not even Seong-Jae can anticipate the outcome of this deadly game.

A stage play turns into high drama when the leading man's mutilated body takes center stage—and the remorseful note pinned to his chest is Malcolm and Seong-Jae's only clue to finding the killer. What should be a simple case is complicated by secrets and lies; as more and more of Seong-Jae's past surfaces, every deflection and careful half-truth builds the walls between partners-turned-lovers higher still. When Malcolm and Seong-Jae can no longer see eye to eye . . . will the closing act of their story turn into a tragedy?

When Ravi reached home after finishing his night shift at a call centre in Gurugram, he felt someone's presence in his closed house. He stepped out and saw a girl with a blue dupatta. The same night, the girl with the blue dupatta came in front of his car. Ravi saved her life but lost his heart to that extremely beautiful girl Jyoti. But once again Jyoti disappeared like a shadow. But the love story of Jyoti and Ravi, full of mystery and thrill, had already begun. Wherever Ravi saw Jyoti, there was a big incident. Ravi was getting trapped in a big labyrinth. This question was getting deeper!

Malcolm Khalaji is one paternity test away from a breakdown. When a one-night stand from a year ago shows up on his doorstep, she's bringing more than a trip down memory lane—and her little bundle of joy may just be a bundle of trouble if it turns out the baby is actually his. Especially when he and Seong-Jae are called back to active duty, partnering again with Internal Affairs on the murder of a fellow officer, caught on tape and seemingly cut and dried. But nothing is easy about this case, and what looks simple on the surface hides something deeper.

On the verge of marrying the love of her life, Nia gets into a tragic car accident. Six months later she awakens from a coma and discovers that she was given the lungs of a man named Marco Silver. Marco was the man in the car Nia crashed into. His death would, ironically, save her life. Consumed with guilt, Nia goes on a journey to find out more about her mystery man. In the process, Nia uncovers Marco’s secret love letters. Love letters, intended for his no-good cheating wife. Starving for true romance, Nia reads Marco’s love letters and falls madly in love.

Galen Blood. My stepbrother and I are richer than God and sicker than the devil. We like to play games. The kinds of games only billionaires as f***ed in the head as we are can play, with global stakes. Corporations and countries fall just because we think it's funny. Today, our game is about her. Eliza. The piece of trash in a leopard print skirt we dredged out of the Las Vegas gutter. Braden thinks I can't make her a perfect sub.