I've made this in Indonesian, so if you see a story and there are pictures of me, that's because there are 2 languages used, namely Indonesian and English.

The high-society wedding of the century was supposed to be a merger of steel and silk. Nobody expected it to be a collision between a drill sergeant and a hurricane. William Thame is the gold standard of heirs. Meticulous, stoic, and draped in charcoal-pressed perfection, he is the "Iron" successor to the Thame shipping empire. When he meets Est Supha at the Royal Bangkok Golf Club, he thinks he's found a rare, delicate pearl. With heart-shaped lips and a gaze of quiet shyness, Est seems to be the perfect, graceful "Velvet" to William's strength. But the high-society mask is about to slip. As it turns out, Est Supha isn't a shy angel-he's a high-maintenance rebel with a genius for chaos, a taste for trouble, and a personality that could test the patience of a saint. The "slow burn" becomes a full-blown wildfire when William realizes he hasn't just married a soft-spoken heir; he's signed a lifelong contract to manage a beautiful, bratty disaster. Now, between managing billion-dollar legacies and navigating the treacherous waters of elite gossip, William must apply his legendary discipline to a new kind of mission: taming the husband who refuses to follow the rules. From gilded ballrooms to domestic battlegrounds, follow the Thame and Supha heirs as they discover that "Old Money" doesn't buy peace, and that love is a messy, hilarious, and deeply romantic game where the iron may be strong, but the velvet always finds a way to wrap him around its little finger.

Moth doesn't date unless it leads somewhere real. For him, distance and rules are how feelings stay manageable. Dean believes the opposite - that you date to understand yourself, to experience connection without demanding permanence. When they come together under an agreement meant to stay casual, both think they're in control. No promises. No expectations. No attachments. But intimacy doesn't stay obedient. What starts as physical closeness slowly turns volatile - marked by jealousy they won't name, silence that hurts more than words, and the realization that pulling away doesn't erase feeling, it sharpens it. Each tries to protect themselves, only to discover that restraint can wound just as deeply as vulnerability. This is a story about control breaking down, about irritation turning into longing, and about the quiet moment when you realize you've fallen - not loudly, not willingly, but completely. Note: This story begins halfway in - after Moth and Dean have already entered a physical relationship under a mutual agreement, believing they know exactly where the line is...thats what they thought ---------------------------- I couldn't stop thinking about Dean and Moth-about who they are and how their story might unfold. Since I don't know when their series will be released, I decided to write something of my own for them. I'm not sure how long this story will be, but the thoughts just wouldn't leave me, so I gave writing a try. I hope you enjoy this journey with Dean and Moth. Please leave lots of comments-I'd love to hear your thoughts. All rights reserved for writhing this book

This story is in English, I have previously written an Indonesian version.

WilliamEst ~ This is about a singer called Mic. He is a solo singer and he is very passionate about his profession. He comes from a wealthy family and he's the Youngest Son. His Father is a renowned musician. His Mother is a Artist. And Arun who is a doctor. He comes from a small family and his mother died at an early age. His father paid for his education and let him pursue his dream in medicine. He's the oldest in his family. Mic gets a sickness and has to quit singing and Arun is his doctor. What happens next? Read to learn more 😉

This is not a story about a long mafia war. The war ends in an hour. This is a story about what is found after the guns go silent. Est was married into an enemy mafia family and kept there for a year-not as a partner, but as property. When William destroys that house, he doesn't expect to find someone trembling in its corner, apologizing for existing. William is powerful. Feared. Ruthless. But power does not teach someone how to live again. This is a story about the shape love takes when it arrives quietly-without force, without ownership-growing slowly in the space where silence once lived. only story is mine

English, there is already an Indonesian version.

Welcome, my EstWillis- yeah, you. Don't just stand there, come in. 🖤✨ This is a one-shot collection for EstWilliam and MhokRome- because let's be real... the content out there? Criminally low. 😐 Especially MhokRome. Like... where is the material?? So I did what had to be done- took matters into my own hands. 😌🔥 - This collection? Not safe. Not soft. Not innocent. It's gonna be explicit. Like... very. All my unhinged thoughts? Yeah, they live here now. And I'm not holding back for anyone. 🖤 - Just so we're clear- if you're reading me... the ending will be chaotic. Not a little messy. Not "oops drama." I mean CHAOTIC. 😌🔥 - Fluff? Only if you drag it out of me. - Requests are OPEN- drop your wild, unhinged ideas. No judgment. No limits. You think it, I write it. 🖤✨ - Enter carefully... or don't. Either way, you're not leaving the same. 😌🔥

(Will start updating again from June 2026) Murder, thriller, University based story...Read on to find out more! williamest pondphuwin skynani forcebook perthsanta geminifourth joongdunk jjaj Cover designed by me, images got them from Pinterest, credit to the rightful owners of the individual images.

(Will start updating again from June 2026) Have fun reading williamest Oneshot, some long and some short but very enjoyable! if you want to collab then just comment down... please stay patient with me for the updates, thank you for giving it a read credit to the rightful owners if any images used! Best ranks: #2 Thailand #1 Thailand