At the peak of her luminous fame, Charlotte Austin - flawless, untouchable - takes center stage in a daring new series penned by the fierce and uncompromising Engfa Waraha. But to Engfa, Charlotte is no brilliant muse. She is a hollow idol wrapped in beauty and vanity, a polished mask hiding a heart long since emptied. Content Warning: This fanfic contains heavy emotional themes, including depression, emotional pain, and angst. It may be triggering for some readers. Please proceed with caution - this story is not for the faint of heart. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This fanfiction is a work of fiction. I do not intend to offend or insult any of the real people mentioned in it. The character portrayals are fictional interpretations and do not reflect the actual behavior or personalities of the celebrities. I hope for your understanding.

Engfa Waraha is a 28-year-old millionaire. She owns one of the largest nightclubs in town. She has a close group of friends and wears her heart on her sleeve, even though she is always hurt in the end. Charlotte Austin, a 26-year-old businesswoman, has a two-year-old daughter. She has been through so much in life that she has given up on finding love. She is frigid to others and only expresses affection and her true personality to close friends and family. Author's Note: This story is an adaptation of [Flash2497]'s work, "[The Bumping Accident]." All rights to the original story belong to @Flash2497

Charlotte Austin is a powerful CEO who's built her tech empire by sacrificing everything-including her health. She doesn't have time for food, feelings, or the foolish idea of love. Her only fuel? Coffee and ambition. Enter Engfa Waraha, a nutritionist with a calm voice, steady hands, and a stubborn heart. Assigned to care for Charlotte's neglected body, she shows up with meal plans, herbal teas, and a silent mission: to teach Charlotte how to eat, breathe, and maybe even live. What begins as a battle of wills becomes something warmer, sweeter, and far more dangerous. Because food may keep Charlotte alive, But it's Engfa who makes her feel alive.

One drunken night, Engfa and Charlotte, who were never close but shared hidden chemistry, get intimate. They try to forget it - but that night awakens something too real to bury. Guilt, tension, denial, and growing emotions unravel everything they thought they knew about each other... and themselves.

O que você faria se, por um golpe do destino, você fosse presa mesmo sendo inocente? Charlotte Austin não se assustou tanto quando foi mandada ao julgamento, afinal sua família tinha a conta bancária transbordando dinheiro o suficiente para pagar o melhor advogado do país, do mundo, se fosse necessário, todavia, nem isso foi capaz de impedir que a culpa recaísse sobre suas costas. Ela sabia que era capaz de provar sua inocência, o que não esperava era que as coisas se complicariam um pouco, tendo que ficar presa por mais tempo do que imaginou... Lá dentro um par de olhos chamariam sua atenção, justamente o da pessoa mais misteriosa de todo o presídio feminino. englot | longfic

Engfa e Charlotte são melhores amigas a vida toda e ambas têm o sonho de viajar para Grécia. A oportunidade de realizar esse sonho está em um concurso para o dia dos namorados que oferece com tudo pago a viajem ao casal que provar ter a melhor história de amor. Para isso, elas só precisam fingir que são um casal. autoras originais: @martiangirl47, @sherlockimoficial, @laurmxlax

Engfa isn't the kind of person you'd call a hopeless romantic. Sure, she's secretly in love with her friend, but she'd never admit it--let alone make a wish about it, especially not on something as cliché as a wishing star. She'd rather eat molten rock than be caught doing that. But one fateful, alcohol-fueled night, Engfa finds herself staring at a shooting star through her hazy stupor. Against her better judgment, she figures...why not? It's not like she has anything to lose (except maybe her pride and her hard-earned reputation as the ultimate hater of wishing stars). So, with slurred words and the unmistakable scent of booze on her breath, she makes a wish.

How far can you despise someone before the lines between hate and something else start to blur? Charlotte Austin lands the role of Iris in a new series, only to discover her love interest, Voss, is played by none other than the person she despises most; Engfa Waraha. Their unresolved tension and stubborn pride from the past spark anew, igniting a fierce animosity on set as they navigate the ruthless world of Hollywood. Forced to confront their shared past, they find themselves entangled in a web of mixed emotions, questioning if hatred and attraction can coexist... or if their feelings were ever truly hatred at all? Rated R ⚠️ for explicit content ***** This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.

No dia de seu casamento,Mirella faz uma simples troca de olhares com sua florista,enquanto estava indo ao altar. Quando surge um rencontro, a amizade entre as duas é gritante. O que essa simples troca de olhares poderia ter feito com Mirella?

O fim do programa era o começo de uma nova história para ambas. O crescimento, a evolução. Mais sentimentos do que as duas poderiam imaginar. O distanciamento, a amizade, a intimidade, o amor, a intensidade e o tesão.