Ling and Orm had the kind of love people envied until distance, careers, and silence made it impossible to hold on. There was no fight, no betrayal, just two people too tired to stay, and too scared to ask the other to. Years pass. Success follows them. So does the ache. And when fate brings them face to face again this time in Bali, far from flashing cameras and polite distance. Ling's done playing quiet. She's not asking Orm to remember. She's here to make her fall again. This time, Ling's not running. She's here to stay and take back what they lost. A story of missed chances, reckless hope, and the kind of love that refuses to die quietly.

Orm Kornnaphat Sethratanapong rules her empire with ice in her veins and blood on her hands. The mafia queen doesn't tolerate mistakes-one misstep means death. Cold, sharp, untouchable, she has never once smiled, never once allowed softness to break her rule. To Orm, people are tools. Disposable. Replaceable. Until her. Lingling Sirilak Kwong only wanted to feed her mother. A flyer for a cleaner's job led her into a mansion of shadows, where loyalty is chained and escape is impossible. Strong, humble, stubborn to the bone, Lingling becomes the one person who doesn't bend that easily to Orm's control. What begins as a trap twists into something neither of them expects. Obsession grows like fire, possession sharpens into something darker. Orm wants more than obedience-she wants Lingling's devotion. Lingling, caught between fear and defiance, finds herself tested in body, mind, and heart. In a world where one command can mean death, can a gentlewoman's resolve withstand the weight of a queen who has never let go of anything once she's claimed it? - Lingling G!P

When scandal shatters actress Ira Kapoor's carefully constructed world, her PR team offers a solution: fake a fresh, unexpected romance. The catch? Her new "girlfriend" isn't a celebrity, she's Reya Singh. A broke, unfiltered theatre-school dropout who crash-landed in Mumbai with nothing but sarcasm and survival instinct. Ten years apart in age, worlds apart in class, Ira and Reya are thrown into staged smiles and public hand-holding. But behind closed doors, there's silence. Tension. And something neither of them expected: understanding. In a house full of secrets and under a spotlight that never dims, two women begin to unravel each other, slowly, gently, unforgivably. What begins as performance might just become the realest thing either of them has ever had.

After a painful betrayal shatters her engagement, twenty-five-year-old Amina Grimaldi leaves behind the sunlit streets of Italy for a quiet new life in London. All she wants is to teach, to start over, and to forget. But when she steps into her classroom at Rosehill Academy for Girls, she meets seven-year-old June Wilson-a bright, thoughtful child who slowly begins to open a locked part of Amina's heart. And then there's June's mother. Elizabeth Wilson is everything Amina isn't: older, commanding, impeccably composed. A powerful CEO with little time for distractions-or emotions. But when a chance encounter at a bookshop leads to coffee, the lines between parent and teacher begin to blur. As parent-teacher conferences draw near and stolen glances give way to deeper truths, Amina and Elizabeth find themselves drawn into a quiet tension neither expected. What begins with shared silences and subtle shifts becomes a story of trust, healing, and the kind of love that arrives softly... but changes everything. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• -WLW -Age Gap -Smut

For four years, Emmeline Sterling has lived in silence and shadows, retreating from the world after the accident that stole her sight and the life of her girlfriend which also her best friend. Her world has been dark-until a lawyer's unexpected visit turns it upside down. Her estranged brother was dead. Before his death, he left a heartfelt will: for Emmeline to taking care of his wife, Elara and their eight-months-old son. Torn between grief, anger, and obligation, Emmeline reluctantly agrees, only for the sake of her nephew's safety. "Silent Bonds" is a poignant tale of loss, love, and redemption-a story of two women finding strength in each other when the world feels lost, how love come in the most unexpected ways.

Dakota Carson and Olivia Grace Sterling have almost nothing in common-different majors, different goals, and different worlds. The only things tying them together are their shared student dorm and a circle of mutual friends. In a world full of deadlines, parties, and emotional minefields, Dakota and Olivia must figure out where their friendship fits-and whether it's strong enough to survive the change.

It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

The Fox of Rotthendahl Celeste Hawthorne has spent her life chasing ghosts-of enemies, of secrets, of a past that refuses to stay buried. At thirty-one, the former CIA operative has traded covert missions for corporate intelligence, navigating a quieter but no less dangerous world. When her employer Alena Stavros grows suspicious of her brother's hedonistic behavior at Paris's elite Château Noir, Celeste is sent to investigate-discreetly. What she doesn't expect is her. In the middle of a velvet-draped hallway and an attempted abduction, Celeste steps in to save a stunning, unnamed woman dressed like royalty and radiating secrets. She plays the part of a jealous lover to throw the attackers off, pulls the woman to safety-and is rewarded with suspicion, silence, and a kiss. Before Celeste can get answers or even a name, the woman vanishes into the night, leaving only the burning imprint of a kiss and a gnawing sense that nothing about her was what it seemed. Celeste has spent years decoding lies. But this one? This mystery wrapped in silk and attitude? She can't let go. As threads unravel-from the cold case that defined her childhood to the storm brewing beneath the Château's luxury-Celeste finds herself pulled into a dangerous game. And at the heart of it is the woman who disappeared...and who might be the biggest lie of all. Beneath layers of deception, attraction sparks between two women on opposite sides of truth. But as old ghosts rise and enemies close in, Celeste must decide: can she outfox the past before it swallows them both?

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