This one will contain the compilation of short stories that I had made for TanFang! Happy Reading.

William and Est were once inseparable, their bond unshakable. But something changed-something neither of them could undo. Now, years later, fate forces them back into each other's lives. The past still lingers between them, unspoken and unresolved. Can they bury what's left of their past, or will it tear them apart for good?

Aou and Boom grew up side by side-heirs to two of Thailand's most powerful families, raised in luxury and spoiled by privilege. They've shared everything from childhood vacations in Europe to secret hideouts in prep school. Now, in their twenties, they share something even more intimate: a penthouse suite... and a tension neither of them will name. Aou is warm, affectionate, and playful. Boom is cold, sharp-tongued, and impossible to read. But when they're together, the room buzzes. The world watches them circle each other, clawing, teasing, and protecting like lovers in denial. Everyone sees it-except them. They flirt. They fight. They touch. They burn. And when jealousy starts to rise-whether over strangers at the club, too-friendly bartenders, or one too many drunken dares-their possessiveness boils over into dangerous, delicious territory. But this isn't a story of heartbreak or family drama. Their families adore each other. Their lives are perfect. The chaos? That's just them-two rich boys with too much history, too much heat, and no clue what to do with the love that's always been there. Their best friends, First and Khaotung, aren't any better. Childhood friends turned partners-in-crime, they've grown up watching Aou and Boom dance around their feelings while quietly battling their own. Khaotung guards his heart. First chases what he feels. Sparks fly, lines blur, and the games get hotter. From high-end nightclubs and private parties to dangerous aphrodisiac-fueled encounters and drunken confessions that lead to silk sheets and skin-on-skin, Room for Two is a story of indulgence, intimacy, and what happens when you stop pretending you don't want the person you've always needed.

Boom's life changed overnight. After a tragic car accident, he lost his beloved sister and brother-in-law. Left behind was their five-year-old daughter, Namwan, who clung silently to Boom as her whole world collapsed. Boom, despite being unmarried and focused on his career, stepped up and legally adopted her. To the world, he looked like a single father. Few knew the truth. Namwan was a gentle child, but trauma made her quiet, withdrawn. She rarely spoke-except when she mentioned her favorite teacher at school. She always whispered his name with a tiny smile: Teacher Aou.

Xan a stripper, works the vampire club, where she met two mysterious and dark vampire. Who have no problem sharing her...If you know what that entitled. : : "Kiss my ass," I growled. She smirked. "How much?" I snorted. "Your order?" Jager leaned over the table, her gaze fixed on me. "Tell me, Snow Princess. How much for a kiss on your ass? Name your price." I realized that for them, everything revolved around naming a price, and they could get what they wanted. That's how they had lived for years. "Blood wine and shots, coming right up," I said, ignoring her proposition. She leaned back, the purple lighting casting shadows on their faces, making them appear even more enigmatic. "Do your thing, Snow Flakes. But when you come back, I hope the price is on the tip of those lips," she said. I rolled my eyes. "Whatever," I mumbled. "Come here," Jager commanded. I couldn't help but smile inside as she rummaged through her seemingly endless supply of cash. She folded a few bills and leaned forward, slipping the money into the side of my skirt. Her hand lingered, palming my ass cheeks. "So damn full," she remarked, her words slipping through her fangs. Read to find out...

Natalie Wilson. Star Hockey Center and Captain for the WestHampton Warriors. She's had a crush on Scarlett Santoro since the 8th grade when she let her borrow her pencil for .5 seconds. Too bad the girl of her dreams is straight cheerleading goddess. Scarlett Santoro. Blonde cheerleading goddess. Captain of the cheer squad and daughter of Gordon Santoro, owner of the Minnesota Wild. She's a closed book. No one is close enough to know what her deal is. But she's opening it for Natalie. They are thrown together by a locker door (literally) and their friendship blossoms into something a little more. !!Told from Natalie's point of view!! THERE IS A BOOK 2! OFFICIALLY OUT 4/20/24

"Do you want me?" "No" "Are you sure?" "No"

❛ My name is Lee Areum, and I'm the twin sister of Seventeen's maknae, Dino. ❜ { achievements; #63 in fanfiction }

Confused, and in love with her (supposedly) straight best friend, Sam doesn't have it easy. Keeping feelings a secret from anyone is bad enough, but Laura is her best friend, the girl she sees every day, the girl she is more honest with than anyone else So it's inevitable that one day, the truth will slip out... But when it does, what will happen? Will everything go to plan, or will it she lose Laura, and end up even more confused than she started out...? ~~~~~~~~~~ I drew on several personal experiences whilst writing this and tried to keep it as original as possible, so even if the plot sounds cliche, please read. Hopefully you will be pleasantly surprised ;)

The world is not all in color but it was a broke down television only showing the same show on repeat. But you still anticipated a different ending that never came. There she stood a reminder of everything I desire of happy ending but yet we were bound by chains that kept us on repeat. ✔️ complete ✔️girl and girl action ✔️ lesbian romance ✔️ over 18!