Mikha Lim, desperately looking for the mystery girl on her dreams stumbled upon a confused Aiah Arceta. Can they find their way to each others arms? Baka naman pinagtagpo lng sila para buohin ang isa't isa ngunit nakalaan pala para sa iba? This is a fanfic story only. Any events, names, character, etc are purely just the creator's imagination. Isang eeeyyyy naman dyan! 🤙

i see you wherever you are. (mikhiah au)

Mikha Lim is a rising star in the world of directing-cool, composed, and unshakably strict. She's known for her no-nonsense approach and her refusal to mix personal feelings with professional work. But everything starts to shift when Aiah Arceta, the country's most unpredictable yet magnetic actress, joins her set. Aiah, loud and unapologetically vibrant, is the kind of chaos Mikha swore to avoid. But behind her playful smirks and off-script banter, there's something deeper that disarms even Mikha's hardened focus. As the cameras roll and tension builds, both start to question: Is this just chemistry for the screen-or something real neither of them expected? A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers tension set in the high-stakes world of showbiz-where the line between acting and feeling starts to blur.

Ford University is a home of heirs, but only Seven of them rules it. I'm not one of them, I'm just the broke scholar they can crush for fun. So why do two of them want me? And why does the most dangerous one act like she already owns me?

You fooled me, you lied to me, How could you aiah? -mikha Lim.

Hi! This is a new Mikhaiah story. Please be advised that in this story, Mikha is a nickname derived from the name Mikhael. Mikha is a male in this story. The only male in their circle of friends. Enjoy and let me know your thoughts.

"Mirah" follows the life of a sharp, independent law student who unexpectedly finds herself drawn to her quiet and mysterious class rival, Azi. What starts as a battle of wits in the classroom slowly shifts into something more personal-through rainy afternoons, late-night study sessions, and unspoken glances. As Mirah balances school, friendship, and a complicated home life, she starts to question if rivalry can turn into something more tender... and real.

"Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content, mature themes, and strong language. It is intended for adult readers only and may not be suitable for readers under the age of 18. Reader discretion is advised."

In a world where tradition still holds power, two extraordinary women find themselves caught in a pact made long before they understood the meaning of love. Mariah Queen Arceta, known to the public as Aiah, is a 24-year-old fashion powerhouse. As the CEO and founder of the globally celebrated clothing brand ARC, she has built an empire with elegance, grace, and quiet determination. Known for her ethereal beauty and demure presence, Aiah is often described as soft-spoken and kind a true modern muse. Behind her success, however, lies a life dictated by responsibility and familial expectation. Mikhaela Janna Lim, or Mikha, is a prodigy in the medical field. At just 23, she is the youngest Cardiothoracic surgeon in the Philippines and already heads her department at St. Luke's Global City. Calm, composed, and enigmatic, she's often called the "Face Card" of the hospital not just for her striking, androgynous beauty but for the way she commands a room. Behind closed doors, Mikha unwinds through late-night Valorant games, where she lets loose her competitive, playful side far from the cool and stoic doctor the world sees. Their lives, so different yet equally intense, collide when a long-standing agreement between their families resurfaces: an arranged marriage neither of them expected nor wanted. Thrown into a commitment built on legacy rather than love, Aiah and Mikha must navigate their growing bond while balancing careers, public expectations, and the question of what love truly means when it's written into fate. But as secrets are revealed and walls begin to fall, will this unexpected union become the greatest love story neither of them saw coming?