🚨 WARNING 🚨 This is a sapphic erotic fanfiction AU featuring Englot (Engfa Waraha x Charlotte Austin) and intersex characters. Expect WLW romance, mature themes, and heavy angst. New York City. Elite prep school. Monster royalty in perfect uniforms. Engfa Waraha is a werewolf heir, raised to become Crown of St. Dymphna's. Then vampire princess Charlotte Austin shows up - wrong bloodline, wrong side, annoyingly perfect. They're meant to hate each other, fighting for the same throne...until something starts hunting students, and Engfa realises her biggest problem isn't the monster war. It's that she's falling for the girl she's supposed to destroy. 🩸🐺💔 ⚠️ Disclaimer & Content Warnings⚠️ This is a fanfiction based on the fictional pairing of Engfa Waraha & Charlotte Austin (Englot). All characters, plotlines, and world-building are dramatised and entirely fictional. This story is rated 18+ and contains: 🔞 **Explicit sexual content (fem/fem + intersex) This story contains: - Intersex representation (woman with a penis) - Jealousy, heartbreak, sapphic angst, erotic drama - Werewolves, vampires, elite bloodlines, and power games Please read with caution. Reader discretion advised. Not suitable for minors. ❗ No imagery, likenesses, or characters used in this work are owned by us. This is a non-commercial, fan-created story. No copyright infringement intended.

In the shadows of Bangkok, fearless journalist Charlotte Austin and composed detective Engfa Waraha unravel the secrets behind murders while stirring a storm within each other's hearts. On this journey filled with passion, jealousy, and the dark secrets of the past, every clue draws them closer to the truth-and to each other. But will this fiery bond consume them both?

She saves lives. She ends them. Engfa Waraha is a ruthless mafia queen feared by the city and untouchable by law. But behind the power, blood, and secrets, she's hopelessly in love-with the one woman who wants nothing to do with her. Charlotte Austin is a brilliant doctor with a cold heart and steady hands. She heals everyone... except the woman who keeps showing up at her door-bleeding, broken, and smiling like a devil in love. Charlotte hates everything Engfa stands for-violence, control, obsession. But when bullets fly and secrets bleed out in alleys, the line between love and hate begins to blur. Because even the heart knows: You can't outrun what haunts you... or who loves you. © r_read01, 2025. All rights reserved. This work is a product of fiction. No part of this story may be reproduced, copied, or transmitted in any form without the author's permission. Thank you for reading!😚

(AGE GAP ‼️) - !! MATURE !! Charlotte never planned on falling in love with her professor. She didn't even plan on going to university. Pushed by her parents to get "any degree," she stumbles back into Bangkok at twenty-one, restless, directionless, and searching for herself. Then she meets Dr. Waraha - the youngest professor at Siam Chamber University. At thirty, she's brilliant, cold, and untouchable. Every student admires her, but no one dares get close. But Charlotte can't escape her. Waraha's course is mandatory, and failing isn't an option. What starts as brutal office hours and constant clashes begins to blur into something more dangerous. Charlotte tells herself she hates her professor. Waraha insists Charlotte is young and naïve. Yet neither can deny the pull dragging them closer, past the line they should never cross As whispers spread and the walls close in, Charlotte and Waraha find themselves at a crossroads. A romance where every glance is a risk, every kiss could be the end, and two women learn that sometimes the most dangerous thing you can do... is fall in love.

For love, would you play the role of the hero or the villain? An unmasked serial murderer is on the run, and killings are taking place all over the country. What a bad moment for a girl named Skylar Millie Parker to return home after four years in Canada, quitting a well-paid job. Unexpectedly, something happened on her way home when she met someone who would eventually lead her to an even better job opportunity from a prestigious family. Skylar accepted it without having a hint of the bigger trouble that would appear in her life in the form of a person; a woman named Hera Cythera Arentsvelt. The stories about Cythera intrigued her, even without personally seeing the infamous head of the family as she's always locked in her room. Quiet and mysterious, hauntingly playing Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. But then the time finally came, and something unexplainable changed inside Skylar the moment she saw the woman behind that name... "I remember vividly the first time I laid my eyes on you. You were wearing your purple robe with the same color as your eyes. I suddenly felt like everything around me had stopped, and you were the only one moving. Slowly taking the steps down the grand stairs. It felt like my breath got stuck in my throat, my heart pumping more blood than it should, and my head whispered to my ear...she looks ethereal." Ngunit ano nga bang malaking gulo na dala ng dalaga sa buhay ni Sky? At ano ang katakot takot na sikreto nito ang siyang tuluyang magpapabago sa buhay niya at sa mga tao sa paligid niya? Worse than that, it looks like Cythera knows something about the infamous serial killer in town... But is she the killer? Anong kaya mong isugal para protektahan ang taong pinaka importante para sayo? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish (Tagalog-English)

When hate turns into something more. Would they be able to deny it?

In the twisted dance of our hearts, love became a battleground, a fierce storm of passion and pain, where our souls collided, igniting a fire that consumed us both, leaving scars that only our love could heal; I never knew love could be so consuming, so all-encompassing, like drowning in a sea of emotions, unable to surface, yet unable to resist the pull of your touch, where I used to think love was gentle, but with you, it's a tempest, a whirlwind that sweeps me away, leaving me breathless and begging for more.

Charlotte Austin's life was built on a foundation of success: a thriving career, a devoted girlfriend, and a grandmother who was her only remaining family - until she wasn't. When her grandmother's health fades, a forgotten promise resurfaces - one made long before Charlotte could grasp the weight of true commitment. A vow that binds her to the last person Charlotte would ever trust - and the very person she's spent her life avoiding. Engfa Waraha. The self-centered player from Charlotte's past. The tormentor who turned Charlotte's life into a battleground. The feeling was mutual. Charlotte saw Engfa as a superficial ideal - the last person who could ever understand the meaning of loyalty - and Engfa saw Charlotte as nothing more than the fake girl, the embodiment of everything she despised. But fate, it seems, has a way of turning everything upside down. In a single, fateful moment, everything they thought they knew about themselves and their futures shatters. Now bound by a promise neither of them fully understands, they're caught in an unavoidable web of secrets, betrayal, and a connection they can't escape. It all begins with a bitter vow - and neither of them could have anticipated where it would lead. ***** 🚫⚠️This story contains strong language, explicit sexual content, slow-burn romance, and heavy angst. If these themes aren't for you, please proceed with caution or skip this story. Read at your own risk. ☺ This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.