Lingling Kwong is the East Kingdom's secret "Mad Dog". A battle mage who lives only for the thrill of the kill, known as a legend-the greatest swordmaster of all time. For a political alliance, she is forced to marry Princess Orm from the North, a woman as beautiful and ethereal as the first snow. Lingling's mother gives her a simple out: if you don't like your wife, you may kill her and come back. But upon meeting her, Lingling is shocked to find herself-the kingdom's most powerful warrior-being treated like a fragile piece of glass by her stunningly devoted wife. Will an unexpected romance bloom, or will the Mad Dog eventually kill the beautiful woman who smothers her? A/N: This is an adaptation to a manhwa I have read few years ago that somehow I forgot the name of the manhwa but the concept stayed in my head. With that, the concept of this story is based on that manhwa though every chapter and plot that would come is based on my delulu. Happy Reading! SLOW UPDATES!! Reason: Hard to write HAHAHAHA

Lingling Kwong has always preferred the company of clay over people. As a reclusive pottery maker, she finds comfort in the quiet solitude of her studio, shaping imperfect yet soulful creations with her hands. Then Orm Kornnaphat walks in-poised, elegant, and entirely out of place. She requests a set of tea cups, "simple, but with character," and keeps finding excuses to return, drawn to Lingling's world in ways she doesn't fully understand. What begins as a business transaction slowly turns into something deeper, unspoken but undeniable. But both women carry pasts they don't talk about-Orm, bound by family expectations and obligations she can't escape, and Lingling, haunted by a life she once abandoned. As tensions rise and their connection is tested, they must decide: will they remain shaped by the past, or will they risk everything for something beautifully imperfect-something real? A slow-burn sapphic romance about love, art, and the quiet spaces in between

Orm Kornnaphat was trapped in an arranged marriage set up by her parents. Her father's company was in trouble, and the only one who came to the rescue was his old college friend - but on one condition: that Orm marry his only daughter. Her soon-to-be wife's name was Lingling Kwong, undeniably handsome - gorgeous. But... what made Orm even sadder was the fact that Lingling had Asperger's syndrome. Forced to break up with her girlfriend, barely graduated from college and already pushed into marriage - with a 'special' wife. Orm felt like rebelling, but she loved her parents too much. So she accepted it, even if she had to go through it all in tears.

DISCLAIMER This story is purely fictional. It has no connection to real-life events, individuals, or entities, whether living or deceased. Any similarities are purely coincidental and unintentional. Ling Ling Kwong & Orm Kornnaphat, of course, are lovely girls and not as the characters mentioned in this fanfiction. Remember, this is a fanfiction! Enjoy! **All photos are credited to their respective owners. Introduction Hi.. I am a new writer here.. Please support my story.. I will try to update every week.. :) Prologue In a world divided by wealth and status, Ling Ling Kwong and Orm Kornnaphat were never meant to stand on equal ground. Ling, the privileged heiress of the powerful Kwong family, was raised in luxury, accustomed to getting whatever she desired. Orm, the daughter of a loyal servant, lived in the shadows of Ling's world, bound by duty and quiet submission. Despite sharing the same house and attending the same elite school, they were nothing alike. Ling saw Orm as nothing more than an unwelcome presence, a constant reminder of the divide between them. Orm, on the other hand, had long learned to endure Ling's scorn, swallowing her emotions and accepting her place as the silent observer in Ling's perfect life. But when a fateful decision binds them together in an unbreakable contract-an arranged marriage neither of them wants-resentment and buried emotions begin to surface.

A LINGxORM AU Orm Kornnaphat fell first. Back in The Secret of Us days, every glance, every scripted kiss, every playful touch behind the scenes carved itself into her heart. Ling Ling Kwong was gentle, warm, endlessly sweet - fixing her hair before takes, holding her hand in interviews, calling her น้อง (Nong) with a smile that Orm wanted to believe meant more. Fans screamed that they were real, and for Orm, it was too easy to drown in the fantasy. Years later, in Only You, nothing has changed - at least, not for her. Ling still dotes on her, on-cam and off-cam, with the same effortless affection. The fandom loves them, their chemistry is undeniable, and Orm's feelings have only grown sharper, deeper, impossible to contain. But Ling's heart has never been hers to hold. Behind the scenes, hidden from cameras and fans, Ling keeps a secret Orm isn't supposed to know. For Orm, every touch is salvation and every smile is torment. For Ling, it's innocent closeness, sisterly warmth, nothing more. And when the truth finally comes out, Orm is left with nothing but memories - memories that once felt like love, now poisoned with reality. A story of devotion unspoken, kindness mistaken, and heartbreak too heavy to name. Because sometimes, what feels the most real is only an illusion. PS: All BTS and scripts mentioned during the filming scenes are all part of my imagination. 😉

18+ ONLY. This story contains mature themes and explicit smut. Read at your own risk. Contentedly single and successful at 30, Lingling has built her perfect life after overcoming hardship. Marriage? No thanks. Dating? A nuisance her meddling best friends keep forcing on her (as she's the only single person left in her group of friends). She just wants to support them, especially Lookmhee on her wedding day. But fate-and maybe Lookmhee-has other plans, leading to a clumsy bouquet standoff with a captivating ash-blonde woman. Lingling thinks she's escaped the matchmaking trap, only to agree to babysit Lookmhee's cousin... who turns out to be the very same woman she accidentally fought over flowers with. Maybe fate, and her best friends, know best after all? A/N: So, I began writing this story while in Thailand last week. It's my first trip out of the country (where I'm residing) and I was writing this because I was a bit disappointed when I couldn't see any LingOrm billboard ads during my first day (only saw one, the Ichitan one in Chiangmai and it was my last day) 🤧 So yeah, to make myself better, I wrote this out of nowhere but it's still unfinished...though I plan to continue writing this but no idea how this story will turn out. The story is typical but yeah I was needing distraction at that moment so I didn't really care. Anyway, I should prolly stop being a silent fan and meet other JKRs so I knew where to spot LingOrm ads the next time I'll travel back to Thailand HAHA.

In the vibrant streets of Bangkok, two women enter into a dangerous agreement- no promises, no feelings, no strings attached. Lingling has always lived her life by the rules: perfect daughter, perfect image, untouched and untouchable. But when her curiosity pulls her into the orbit of Orm-a reckless, magnetic playgirl with a dangerous charm and something extra between her legs-her world tilts off balance. What begins as a simple arrangement-text me when you're horny-spirals into nights of lust too raw to ignore. Orm pushes Ling past every limit, worships and destroys her in equal measure, until Ling can no longer tell the difference between pain and pleasure, denial and desire. But behind Orm's smirk and filthy mouth, something darker brews: attachment. Possession. Maybe even love. And as Ling struggles against the truth of her own longing, she's forced to face the one thing scarier than Orm's hands on her body-Orm's hold on her heart. Filthy. Tender. Addictive. This is not a love story. This is the story of how lust turned into something neither of them could escape.

This is an OrmLing story. When Lingling Kwong's family arranges her marriage to Orm Kornnaphat, an intersex heir to a powerful Thai-Chinese conglomerate, it's meant to unite two family empires. But to Lingling, it feels like a cruel sentence. She's straight, in love with her long-time boyfriend, and disgusted by the idea of marrying a woman. Orm, quiet and distant, has loved Lingling since childhood - silently, hopelessly. She knows she can never have Lingling's heart, yet she accepts the marriage out of filial duty and a fragile dream that maybe, one day, Lingling will see her differently. 💜Slow-burn story.

LingLing Sirilak Kwong has built her empire on logic, control, and the systematic elimination of unpredictable variables. Emotions are weaknesses to be exploited in others, never experienced herself. Physical contact is violation. Spontaneity is chaos. For thirty years, this formula has never failed her. Then comes the contract, the one that ties her hands. She can lead and dominate boards meeting but what she cannot calculate is Orm Sethratanapong Kornnaphat, a woman who operates on pure instinct, who makes decisions with her heart instead of spreadsheets, who treats their wedding like a gift instead of a prison sentence. Logic versus heart. Ice versus fire. A woman who has never felt versus a woman who feels everything. In this game of opposites, someone's walls will crumble. The question is: will Ling's brilliant mind find the loophole that sets her free, or will Orm's fearless heart breach defenses that have never been broken? Some equations have no solution. Some hearts have no armor. The wedding was just the beginning.

This is not just a love story. It's a war waged in silence, a devotion written in bruises and flight tickets - but also in healing touches and homecomings that feel like miracles. Ling and Orm are two women bound by something stronger than fate - a love so fierce, so all-consuming, that time and distance only make their hearts grow more certain of what they've found. Spanning years, continents, and heartbreaks that eventually teach them how to love better, these stories unfold in glances finally shared, in voices breaking with relief over phone lines, in the sacred spaces between almost losing everything and finding each other again. This is a collection of moments - stolen, shattered, salvaged, and ultimately treasured - from a relationship that refuses to die because it was always meant to live. A universe where love doesn't just whisper. It also sings. It burns, yes, but it also warms. It waits at terminals and finds you there. It aches in empty bedrooms but dreams of full ones. Here, love is not always kind, but it is always worth it. It will wreck you, then rebuild you stronger. It will make you abandon fear and cross oceans not just for a chance to see them again - but for the certainty that some people are worth every risk, every sacrifice, every leap of faith. In the world of Ling and Orm, separations are temporary deaths, but reunions are eternal resurrections. Airports become places where souls recognize each other. Regret becomes wisdom. And sometimes, the only way back to someone is through everything that broke you - so you can love them with all your beautiful, hard-won pieces. These stories are for the ones who still hope after the credits roll, for those who believe some souls only ever come in pairs, and for anyone who knows that the greatest love stories are the ones where two people keep choosing each other, again and again. Enter if you're ready to hurt beautifully, heal completely, and discover that some loves really can conquer all.