Gulf is a sweet timid young boy who accidently falls in love with the Emperor. What will happen when the same Emperor asks his hand when he turns nineteen? Is it the fairy tale story everyone dreams of? After all, Gulf gets his love in the beginning of the story. Of course it will be a fairy tale. Cover photo suggested and shared by Karaagenosekai through insta. No image in any of my stories are mine. Credit is to the owners. If you have any pics like these, please share them to my instagram account: VaizHarsh.

(Completed ✔) Tharntype the series!! A ๓ēຟງนlf fanfiction "You just now are thinking that we're meant to be?" "No," Mew whispered. "It's just, the world proving it to me over and over is a little intimidating. Do you think everyone gets undeniable proof that they're supposed to be with someone the way that we do?" Have a happy read ♥ Started: May 3, 2020 Ended: May 23, 2020 #5 in mewgulf 5/10/20 #1 in lovelust 5/16/20

"Are you forcing me to choose, Mew Davis?" Mew turned around and gave him an eerie smile, "Of course. Life is full of choices..." "Fine. I'm happy to let you know then! I will do anything you want, but I need to make sure that you fully understand if my feelings will remain the same! I hate you Mew Davis. I am disgusted with you and I despised you to my bones!" "Well, well, well... my cute little birdie... " Mew walked towards him. The sharp smell of alcohol mixed with cigarettes could be smelled from his body, he began to shiver. He traced his hair with his fingers, roughly pulled him closer and whispered in his ear. "Listen to me carefully Gulf Kanawut... I, Mew Davis, want your vanity and pride! If you want to fly, I will break your wings! If you want to run, I will destroy your path! And if you longed for others more than me, I will not hesitate to destroy them ... "

COMPLETED The year 3044 and the world as we know it is no more, Creatures of death roam the earth, and only a quarter of the world's population remains. Tharn is running for his life and lost in the forest. At the brink of death, he meets a man, with the face of an Angel, And the gift that might save them all. How will their story play out. # 3 Thailand # 2 Wide #2 fugitive

"Love is, when you look at the person, and you knew right away that both of your hearts follow the same beat."

Tharn is hopelessly in love with his childhood best friend, Type. At least, he thought it was hopeless, until the Moon blessed him by making Type his mate. Type is looking forward to finding out who is mate is. But when he discovers his mate is not only a male, but also his best friend, Type rejects the idea of having a mate entirely. And yet... each month when his heat hits, Type can't find it in himself to resist Tharn. [FAN FICTION VERSION] • Prequel to "Resisting The Heat [TinCan 18+]" • ~~~ A "TharnType the Series" story. Characters belong to MAME, story belongs to me. ~~~ STARTED: Feb. 5th, 2020 COMPLETED: May 27th, 2020

Mew Suppasit rich, famous actor and singer, having a psychic stalker that freaked him alot. A friend suggested him a bodyguard and security guard called Gulf Kanawut. But what is behind this hard faced Gulf? The day Mew saw the Scars on Gulfs back, that he tried to hide and cover with tattoos, he felt like he want to heal the wounds that makes Gulf so ice cold. Two different people, two different backgrounds, one rich with a golden spoon in his mouth, the other struggles since childhood with a bad fate. What will they be? Friends? Enemies? Lovers? Zee and Saint as sidecouple with smut too.

A psycho is on the loose, killing the suspects of a hate crime that not only happened once but twice. Detective Kanawut has to figure out who it is and at the same time protect Mew from a pending death threat.

"You are going to stick with me until I get tired of you." Their first meeting was a disaster. Arrogant, no direction in life, huge money spender. Gulf Kanawut doesn't care about anything else and will do whatever he wants. So drunk one night, Mew, who had a recent break-up, had spotted him and taken him to his room thinking he was someone else. But who would've thought a box of sweets is what would seal Gulf's fate as... Mew's light in the dark? Note: You are not allowed to reproduce, reuse, edit, copy, or alter this story without my permission.

Type swallowed hard, watching the little water drops slide down Tharn's defined chest. He pressed the shutter button. The shutter clicked and the light flashed, capturing Tharn's picture. He watched him, through the lens, as he changed his position and undo another one of his buttons. "Type." Tharn's voice was like music to his ears. Just listening to him call his name made him nervous, though. "Is this good?" "It's perfect." ---------- Type is a member of the photography club at his college. Tharn is a member of the music club. When the president of the music club wants to put on a talent show to attract more members, the students are tasked with making posters for it. So, they enlist the help of the best photographer on campus, who just happens to be Type. Type is finally finding something he likes more than photography, while Tharn is finally finding something he may want to spend more time looking at than music notes.