"Fucking... asshole..." Dunk cursed under his breath, his body trembling from the overwhelming sensations. Joong leaned in, voice low and vicious against his ear. "That's right," Joong growled, his hips snapping forward, thrusting into Dunk with increasing force. "I am fucking an asshole." For generations, the Boonpraserts and Aydins have stood side by side-two of Thailand's most powerful dynasties, bound by legacy, empire, and an unspoken promise to protect each other's interests. Now, that promise is becoming permanent through the upcoming marriage between the Aydin heir and the Boonpraserts' only daughter. Joong Archen Aydin is everything an heir should be: elegant, obedient, and impossibly perfect-the golden son shaped by legacy and expectation. Dunk Boonprasert, on the other hand, is chaos incarnate. Reckless. Sharp-tongued. The black sheep his family tries to hide behind polished smiles and public image. The two have been enemies since childhood-locked in a lifelong war of petty sabotage, brutal words, and fights that always turned ugly. But everything changes the night Dunk decides to give in to a moment's vulnerability and sleeps with Joong. His sister's fiancé. His lifelong nemesis. The one person he should have never touched.

Joong Archen Aydin had everything. Fame, fortune, and the world at his feet. But when one reckless mistake ruins it all. He was exiled to a quiet mountain village, stripped of everything that once made him untouchable. And then there's Dunk Natachai. The silent boy who doesn't care who Joong is. The boy who looks at him without fear, without awe, like he sees straight through the chaos. Joong should hate it. Instead, he craves it. The more Dunk pulls away, the deeper Joong falls. What started as punishment soon becomes obsession... and Joong isn't sure he ever wants to escape. --- Ig: dunkdynastyyy Cr: The story and cover are fully owned and created by the author.

Joong Aydin is beautiful, dangerous, and probably guilty. Dunk Boonprasert is the lawyer hired to save him even though he's sure Joong did it. But as the case unfolds, so does something darker: A pull. A challenge. A desire neither man is prepared for. Joong wants more than freedom. He wants Dunk undone. And Dunk is starting to think... maybe guilt was never the problem. ---

You don't know how much a kid can be determined if you promised something. | A Short Story | [This is purely fiction, I don't intend to harm or offend in any way!] Completed 01-06-2020

Harry will never think of their marriage as a mistake. How could he? It was five blissful years and one full of nothing but fighting and the occasional fucking, because despite hating each other, there was love somewhere deep inside of all that mess. Perhaps it's still there, hidden under layers and layers of resentment, waiting to be uncovered again. OR: Harry and Zayn are about to get divorced and they may have started to question that decision. Originally posted on Archive of Our Own. ©dattumblrgal

ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴢᴀʏɴ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ sᴘᴏᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀʀʀʏ ʙᴜᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜɪɴɢ ʜɪs ᴀss ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴀʟᴍᴏsᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴇᴇɴ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛs (ɪ ᴄʀᴇᴀᴛᴇᴅ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪғs)

Believe none of what you hear and only half of what you see. That’s what his father always tells him with that smile of his, the one that says, I’ll tell you that much, but the rest will cost you. Harry never knew what he meant, but he gets it now that he’s sitting in the dim bar of another hotel he won’t sleep in, the ice melting in his £18 gin and tonic. He doesn’t even like gin and tonic, but it’s all part of the game. And it is a game. It has to be, because if it isn’t that means he doesn’t enjoy it and he does.

Liam asked him last week, when he was drunk and feeling brave, how he knew about Harry, and Zayn was drunk and feeling brave, too, so he told him he didn’t know, that’s the point. There was no crash, no bang, no chase through an airport. It was more quiet than that. Zayn didn’t even feel it, how, from the moment he and Harry met, the space between them got smaller and smaller until there wasn’t any at all.

Harry is a charming guy and a son of a baker. They live in a beautiful village that's ruled by a righteous King. One day, Harry's father told Harry to bring some bread to the castle. And that's where he met the King's son-The Prince, Zayn Malik. Or where Harry and the Prince became friends at a young age and love blossomed as they grew older. What happens then? Completed: December 7, 2018

in which harry is the (almost) perfect housewife and tries to win bake off. a story told in snapshots 🎂 a great british bake off au 🎂 🎂 pregnant harry 🎂 indulgent zayn 🎂 kidfic