Does love across a distance ever truly work? Especially when one is locked behind iron bars and the other is sent to her own prison thousands of miles away? Will Freen and Becky's teenage love survive the distance and the cruelty of people, or will it crumble under the pressure, leaving them both heartbroken and angry with everything and everyone-including each other? Coming home was a dream, but Freen is coming back to people and memories that stopped existing a long time ago. Becky has lived for years with her walls built high, never expecting Freen to walk back into her life. Note: This is the second part of the story The Closet. It is important to read the first book before starting this one. Fair Warning: This story is an emotional wreckage. It is not a happy, funny story. It is heavy, emotional shit that might leave you disappointed and craving something-anything-happy to happen. Be aware before reading: this will be painful.

To one she was a wife, to the other a best friend. Ellie Griffin is dead. And the two most important people in her life are trying their best to navigate their grief and every other emotion that this death has caused, and be one another's comfort in this difficult period. What happens when dealing with their grief together, turns their bond into something more questionable, even to them? Their fondness for one another growing unexplainable and very guilt-inducing. Or That problematic trope of falling in love with your dead wife's best friend. *Disclaimer* This is not my story I read a FreenBeck version awhile back and can't find it anymore and really enjoyed it. All Rights Reserved

A quiet distance holds more than memories. As old wounds linger and new beginnings stir beneath the surface, the past and future collide. In the midst of separation, they must face what's left unsaid, and what's about to change, before they discover if love still remains.

Sometimes, the most delicate of petals are the hardest to rip from the ground. Any and all events, characterisations and relationships are completely fictional, and should not be taken literally.

This is the first time becky is feeling genuine care from some one the only person who had loved her genuinely . But this woman in front of her was different she is ruthless in her dark world Freen sarocha a cold, heartless mafia queen. "What will happen when a innocent girl catches the attention of the biggest mafia " This book will contain Mature scenes Insane obsession Violence Disclaimer: this is my first ever FF book so please note that I'm not the best at these but I'm still improving also english is not my first language Becky g!p Warning : ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️

"I didn't steal your innocence. I kept it where no one else could touch it. "Even if you run, every road leads back to me. I made sure of it." "Loving you didn't ruin me. It revealed what I was always capable of." Freen A love that was never meant to exist... yet neither of them could stop it. -WARNING:⚠️ This story is meant to be scenarios for age gap couples it is written for entertainment purposes only. It is not meant to offend, disrespect, or misrepresent anyone. If this genre or storyline is not to your taste, feel free to stop reading. Dark romance Forbidden relationship mature content English is not my first language, please avoid errors-

This is a fanfic of The Air (4 Elements) LomBlew's story It has the same plot but with some changes that I think will make the story more interesting. Hope you can give it a read!

Becky is an introverted barista who prefers the hiss of the espresso machine to human interaction. Her patience is tested daily by Freen, a regular customer who orders a Salted Caramel Latte every single afternoon just to make conversation. While Freen sees it as courtship, Becky sees it as a nuisance. After a tense confrontation where Becky implies that Freen is nothing but a bother, Freen heartbrokenly respects her wishes and stops visiting the shop completely. In the sudden absence of her "annoying" regular, Becky finds her routine feeling empty. She realizes that Freen's persistence wasn't irritation-it was affection. The story follows Becky's journey from relief to regret, as she navigates her own shyness to find Freen and turn their "salted" beginning into a sweet ending. -- I am thrilled to announce the release of my 3rd FreenBecky novel. This story is a true labor of love and a testament to my dedication to the Girl Love (GL) genre. The incredible enthusiasm you showed for my previous novels provided the inspiration I needed to bring this new world to life. I can't wait for you to experience every twist and turn I've prepared for you ❤️

Have you ever imagined yourself married to someone you've never endured in your life? Rebecca had never imagined that either, quite the contrary. It was supposed to be just another normal morning. Rebecca would wake up, have breakfast with her family, then go to school and get a new reason to hate Freen Chankimha even more. Unfortunately for her... It didn't happen. What was your surprise when you woke up on that fateful morning completely naked, with none other than Freen Chankimha clinging to your body also naked? And worse, Rebecca ended up discovering something that couldn't be real. Have you ever wondered if one day you would just wake up next to the most obnoxious person on earth and discover that you had married her? _____ Freenbecky converted story. Written by ©Horsinha. English translated version by ©Chickenshit86.

"Hi..." came from an unknown number. Freen furrowed her brow, not knowing who was texting her. "Hello, who is this?" Freen asked. She put down her cell phone and continued writing. After a few minutes, her phone suddenly chimed again. Freen looked again and frowned at what she read. "Your Secret Admirer," was the reply.