Freen Freen is a strong-willed, emotionally resilient woman shaped by loss, betrayal, and solitude. At 18, she lost her mother to a heart attack-a tragedy that left her feeling abandoned and deeply hollow. Her father, cold and arrogant, showed no real grief and quickly announced his plans to remarry. Though he never treated Freen poorly on the surface, his callous behavior toward her mother had long fostered silent resentment in Freen's heart. Becky Becky is a soft-hearted yet quietly enduring young woman whose life has been marked by tragic loss and emotional betrayal. At 12, she lost her biological father, a loss that fractured her world and left a lasting ache in her heart. Her mother-a driven and successful businesswoman-became her anchor. When Becky turned 18, her mother announced plans to remarry, not for love, but as part of a strategic business alliance. Becky hesitated at first but ultimately agreed, hoping the marriage would bring stability and perhaps even fill the void her late father had left behind. Her new stepfather was none other than Freen's father-a powerful, prideful man with an intimidating presence. Her connection to Freen-her stepsister by marriage-will unfold with tension, misunderstanding, and ultimately, a healing love that neither of them saw coming. FREEN (G ! P) 🔞

# Prologue **Two Years Ago** The music is too loud. I can't stop laughing. "Becky, slow down," Irin says. Someone stops me from reaching for another drink. Saint's twin. Freen. "I think you've had enough." "Where's Saint?" I slur. "Work emergency," she says quietly. The room spins. I stumble toward the exit. Three guys block my path, saying disgusting things. Freen steps in front of me. "She's with me. Back off." They don't listen until security comes. In her car, everything's fuzzy. Her gentle hands helping me to the door. Waiting while I fumble with keys. When I turn to thank her, she's so close. Gold flecks in her dark eyes. The kiss happens before I can think. Soft. Perfect. I pull away, mumbling apologies. She backs into the shadows. I stumble inside and pass out. **The Next Morning** Saint calls early. "Beck, I'm so sorry about last night. Are you okay?" "What do you mean?" "The guys bothering you. I'm so glad I could help you get away from them." I frown. "You were there?" "Of course. I couldn't let anything happen to you. I was so worried when I saw those guys cornering you. Thank God I got you home safely." My head hurts too much to think clearly. "Thank you." "You don't remember much, do you? You were pretty drunk. That's probably for the best. Just know that I'll always protect you, Beck." Warmth spreads through my chest. Saint saved me. Saint protected me. That's when I fall in love with him. **Present Day** I'm staring at my reflection in the wrinkled wedding dress. "Becky? The car is here." The car to take me to marry the wrong twin. Saint left me at the altar this morning. Gone. Now I have to marry Freen. The woman who barely speaks to me. Who avoids me. I don't understand why she dislikes me so much. In an hour, I'll marry someone who can't even look me in the eye. Someone who isn't Saint.

Rain poured against the pavement, each drop echoing in Freen's mind like a distant storm. He stood in the alley, arms crossed, cold as a ten-door refrigerator. Inside, however, he battled a tempest of emotions, haunted by the loss of his parents on a rainy day-a cruel accident orchestrated by his rival, Mike. Amidst this darkness, a flicker of light emerged: Becky. An innocent soul with a sunny personality, she had lost her family too but radiated warmth. Freen first met her at a café, where her laughter broke through his icy exterior. For the first time in years, he felt a spark of hope. While Freen's best friends-Heng, Nam, Noey, and Kade-stood by him, they couldn't erase the shadows of his past. And Mike was always lurking, a reminder that danger was never far away. As rain continued to fall, Freen stepped back into the café, drawn toward Becky's light. With every step, he felt the weight of his history clash with the hope she inspired. But he knew that soon he would have to confront the storm Mike would unleash, and in that moment, he'd have to choose between the darkness he knew and the warmth that beckoned him forward.

FreenBecky vampire x human love story. Freen Sarocha dreams of stardom, not soulmates. When she enters the dazzling but demanding world of Cielor, her focus is set-on hard work, rising fame, and a fresh start. But fate has its own script. One glance, one breath, and everything shifts. Rebecca Armstrong, a centuries-old vampire, has long resigned herself to eternal solitude. Duty, time, and heartbreak have dulled her hope-until she crosses paths with Freen. The connection is instant, electric, and utterly undeniable. Drawn together by forces neither fully understands, Freen and Becky must navigate the tangled web of supernatural truths, fame's bright glare, and the inescapable pull of destiny. In a world that tests their limits, love might be their most dangerous choice. ⚠️Becky g!p⚠️ This story contains g!p character so if you feel uncomfortable then it's not your cup of tea. #1 Beckfreen (20/4) #1 Freensarocha (21/4)

"What else is there to do? When my words of love wasn't enough?"-Freen

Rebecca "Becky" Armstrong, a famous young actress, and "Freen" Sarocha Chankimha, a fiercely ambitious architect, share a love that once burned brightly. But as their careers pull them in opposite directions, their marriage is tested by unspoken fears, insecurities, and the crushing weight of expectations. Freen battles the ache of feeling unworthy of Becky's love, while Becky longs for the connection and intimacy they've lost. With media scrutiny and personal doubts threatening to tear them apart, they face an agonizing question: Can their love survive the distance, or will their once-unbreakable bond shatter beyond repair? ---- This is my first original story, and of course it's a fanfiction. None of this is real-it all exists only in my imagination. ---- ((This story contains heavy angst, slow burn and mature content. Reader discretion is advised))

A ruthless businesswoman falls for a carefree lawyer - a love she feels deeply, while the other remains blissfully unaware.

The dark theory with FreenBecky.. must read. #FreenBecky #FANFIC Supporting Characters : [ Irin - Nam - Nop - Tan - Mich -Chen -Saint - Cherisa - Nita - Kirk - Sam - Mon - Grandpa- Grandma- Heng- Theer - Nat ]

"I-I m-made a m-mistake... P-please... l-let me go... I-I'll n-never do it again," he sobbed, his body trembling. But his pleading only seemed to strengthen her resolve. She took a slow step closer, her expression as cold as stone. "That wasn't a mistake," she said, her voice rising. "THAT WAS A CHOICE! A FREAKING CHOICE! " she screamed, her face twisted with rage. She reached down and picked up a jagged shard of glass from the floor, its sharp edge gleaming faintly in the dim light. The man began to scream before she even moved. "N-No! P-Please! No!" he wailed, shaking uncontrollably. Without hesitation, she brought the glass down across his chest, slicing through his flesh. Blood spilled from the fresh wound, pooling on the floor. She didn't stop. Over and over, she slashed, her movements precise and relentless. His screams echoed off the walls until they turned into broken, gurgling cries. "Does it hurt?" she hissed, her voice low and venomous. "Good. You deserve every second of this." Warning - G!P ( Becky)

What started as a simple plan to make the school's star quarterback jealous turned into something far more complicated. She knew from the beginning that pretending to be with Becky Armstrong-cheer captain, heartbreaker, and the girl who supposedly hated her-was dangerous territory. But when Becky asked her of all people to help with the scheme, how could she say no? Now, tangled in fake smiles and real feelings, she's falling-hard. Watching Becky pretend to love someone else while her own heart breaks quietly on the sidelines is torture. This wasn't supposed to happen. She was never supposed to care. But she does. And that's the problem. Freen g!p First time posting This story is not mine,I only adapted it to freenbecky fanfic Credit goes to the author @cuhbello