Faye Peraya Malisorn built her skincare empire with flawless discipline, cold precision, and a face the whole country worships. She's used to power, praise, and perfection - never questions, never chaos. But everything cracks the day her custom pearl-white Porsche gets scratched... and she ends up at your auto shop. You're the woman behind Bangkok's most exclusive car garage - grease-stained, sharp-tongued, and known for fixing anything, except hearts. You don't care for luxury. She doesn't believe in vulnerability. But when her world of gloss collides with your world of grit, sparks fly where they shouldn't. And suddenly, two women who never believed in love... start rewriting the rules. A slow-burn, sapphic boss x boss romance. Where power meets silence, perfection meets damage, and touch becomes dangerous.

Faye Malisorn is a woman shaped by silence and shadows. Hardened by betrayal, she walks through life with frozen veins and a heart long buried beneath the wreckage of trust. To her, love is a lie-an illusion crafted to break those foolish enough to believe in it. Y/n Warren is everything Faye is not. Warm, hopeful, and unshaken by the cruelty of the world, she believes love is the only thing worth fighting for. Their meeting is unexpected, a chance encounter that sparks something neither of them can name-something dangerous. But Faye harbors a secret that could shatter them both. Now, that child stands before her. Y/n. Full of light. Full of life. Full of everything Faye once wished away. And against all odds, Faye begins to fall-for her smile, her heart, her relentless belief that people can still be good. The irony is cruel. The guilt is unbearable. Every heartbeat is a reminder of what she once wished to destroy. As truths unravel and the past claws its way to the surface, Faye is forced to face a brutal question: Can love bloom from the ashes of such hatred, or is some damage too deep to ever be undone?

Hello and welcome to my final book, Guns and Crayons 3. I don't want to say too much... because some stories are meant to be felt, not explained. This last book is about Yoko's past finally catching up with her. About wounds that never truly disappeared, and about the strength it takes to face them. It is about love that continues to grow, even in the middle of fear and uncertainty. About Faye, Yoko, and Niran, and the life they are building together... one choice, one day at a time. You will see Niran grow, discover the world, and bring light into the darkest moments. You will see Rin and Yuki choosing each other again and again. And you will see Faye and Yoko standing side by side, no matter the danger, no matter the threats, never forgetting where their hearts belong. Because some loves are not meant to be broken. Some families are not meant to fall apart. And some stories... are written in fire, in blood, and in the quiet promise that no matter what happens, they will always find their way back to each other. --------- (This is purely my imagination, nothing of it has anything to do with reality. This is a world I created around Faye and Yoko) 🌻🫧

[Segunda temporada de "La mejor amiga de mi hermana"] Sus últimas palabras fueron hermosas, sí, pero no ocultaron la fealdad ni la amargura de su partida. Su huida, adornada con una ternura que nunca llenó el vacío que dejó, transformó las vacaciones soñadas en una pesadilla. Hacía un año que no la veía, ni siquiera en fotos; un año desde que perdimos toda comunicación. Y ahora, el momento que tanto me atormentaba finalmente había llegado: Yoko ingresaría a la universidad, lo que significaba que vendría a vivir con nosotras. Me convencí de que estaba lista, de que el pasado quedaba atrás, superado. Me sentía fuerte, preparada para recibirla sin remordimientos. Pero, por más que intentara olvidar, no podía negar que esa niña, que había sido parte de mi vida durante tantos años, había roto algo dentro de mí para siempre. Lo ocurrido entre nosotras nunca debió suceder y como la mayor, la que la vio nacer y prometió cuidarla, me sentía culpable por lo que pasó. Sin embargo, todo estaba a punto de comenzar de nuevo, pero de una manera distinta porque me encargaría de que nuestra convivencia fuera tranquila para que pudiera enfocarse en su cursada universitaria. Estaba segura de que no cometeríamos los mismos errores. Además, lo poco que sabía de la hermana de mi mejor amiga, gracias a la misma Neko, era que había cambiado por completo. La Yoko que conocí en aquel hospital cuando yo tenía 13 años había crecido, lo sabía bien porque con ella habían crecido aquellos sentimientos que, afortunadamente, enterré tras las vacaciones del año pasado. Estaba lista para darle la bienvenida. O eso creía.

Essa obra contará a história de Yoko, uma jovem saliente, e sua relação com a sogra Faye e seu quarto vermelho cheio de segredos indecentes. © História original, proibido adaptações