Lingling Kwong comienza la secundaria sintiendo las burlas de sus amigos, entre un grupito de chicas que la fastidian conocerá a la popular Orm Kornnaphat. Durante varios años ellas comienzan una gran rivalidad, se odiaban a muerte o al menos eso pensaba.

After the sudden death of her father, Ling ascends as Emperor Kwong, the first female ruler of the empire. But her reign is far from secure-her half-brother, Prince Gulf, fueled by ambition and resentment, seeks to claim the throne for himself. Enter Lady Orm Kornnaphat, a woman of aristocratic lineage, well-versed in art and poetry. Sent to the imperial court as part of a political alliance with a noble family, Orm expects to be nothing more than a pawn in the empire's endless power struggles. But Ling, drawn to Orm's intellect and quiet strength, assigns her an unexpected role-teaching the emperor the art of poetry. Through secret exchanges of verses and stolen moments in the imperial gardens, an unspoken bond blossoms between them, hidden beneath layers of duty and expectation.

What happened when an uninterested CEO was forced to go out during lunch hour at a certain cafe owned by a bubbly person?

Prologue "Not all heartbreaks come from betrayal. Some grow from choices made in silence." They were happy once. Truly. Stupidly. Brilliantly happy. After the rivalry, the tension, the guarded hearts-Lingling and Orm had found each other. Two doctors, one heart. They stood in the dawn light outside the hospital, palms pressed, quiet smiles blooming. And for years, they made it work. Lingling soared in internal medicine-panels, journals, awards. Orm, ever proud, filmed her behind the scenes, smitten and steady. They shared shift schedules, socks, even toothbrushes. Fans adored their chemistry-Orm's teasing, Lingling's glares that always ended in a blush. But slowly, life crept in. Lingling picked rounds over date nights, grant proposals over cuddles. She missed anniversaries. Ignored Orm's soft pleas to rest, to breathe, to be there. Not out of malice. Just... neglect. Lingling believed love would hold on its own. But Orm was tired of holding it alone. "I miss us," Orm said once while Lingling typed away. "You never look at me the way you look at your career." Lingling didn't flinch. "My work matters." "And I don't?" Orm whispered. She didn't say no. She said nothing. That silence became a wound. Orm stopped filming at home. Stopped asking. Stopped hoping for a space in a life Lingling was building without her. Until one night, suitcase in hand, Orm stood by the door. "Do you even see me anymore, Ling?" Lingling didn't look up. That was all she needed. She left-no slammed doors, no last plea. Just a note on the fridge: "You chose your calling. I just wish you made room for me in it. - O." Lingling came home late. Read the note under harsh fluorescent light. And for the first time in years, she realized- She'd won every award. But lost her heart. Cross My Heart, Suture Yours: CODE RED

In a world where colors only appear after kissing your soulmate, Orm had always been cautious. But during a celebration, she goes overboard and kisses several people. When she wakes up the next day - unable to remember anything and seeing colors for the first time - she must figure out who her soulmate is. soulmates au / roommates au versão em português: https://www.wattpad.com/story/393365569-but-we-were-in-screaming-color-portugu%C3%AAs-br Notes: -This story is loosely inspired by Lingorm, but the events are not based on reality. -Some characters may behave unethically or be frustrating at times. Keep in mind that this is just a fanfic. -English is not my first language, so please forgive any mistakes. -This prompt I stole from Stella @rootskyes

After suffering a heartbreaking miscarriage, Orm and Ling, a married couple in Thailand, find their relationship unraveling under the weight of grief, blame, and silence. As they struggle to rebuild trust and face the scars of loss, they must decide if love is enough to heal and if they have the strength to start over.

LingLing Kwong hizo historia como la agente del servicio secreto más joven en ser asignada al equipo de seguridad del presidente. Junto con los agentes especiales Daphne Davies, Emmet Reed y Robert Austin, su deber era proteger a la presidenta Koy Sethratanapong. LingLing era buena en su trabajo. Amaba lo que hacía, o al menos aprendió a hacerlo. Así que, cuando la reasignan al equipo de seguridad de Orm, es comprensible que tenga reservas. Pero cree que solo son seis semanas. Seis semanas y todo volverá a la normalidad. Hstoria original de: solinasolina

Esta es la típica historia de amor entre dos chicas con poder, y tiene todos los ingredientes necesarios para saborear en pequeñas porciones tus estereotipos preferidos, unidos en una combinación perfecta que se detalla a continuación: Una es la impecable hija del Primer Ministro de Tailandia. La otra es una estrella de pop egocéntrica. Empieza. llevándose mal. Descubren que eran más parecidas de lo que creían. Mucho dinero, autos, mansiones, espadas, gente hermosa... Todos tienen una sobrina aparición. ¿Ya dije espadas? Esta es una adaptación al LingOrm. La historia original le pertenece a: PINKDORK (Todos los derechos reservados).

Lingling is the university's star football captain untouchable, unstoppable, and completely off-limits. Orm is just a cheerleader... until she isn't.

Thailand's youngest Prime Minister, Lingling, has dedicated her life to politics, leaving no room for distractions. But a night in Paris with the world's most sought-after supermodel, Orm, threatens to unravel everything she's built.