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?

A underground mafia leader who is struggling to find a mate A hit woman who is secretly an omega What will Yoko do when she realizes there's a bounty on her head What will Faye do when she realizes she can't finish the job How many secrets is too many Will lust or love take over

One believes life is always cruel and unfair, relentlessly taking everything despite the best efforts. Another remains trapped in the shadows of a past love, haunted by the trauma she can't escape. Both burdened by sorrow, their paths remain separate - until fate collides them. In the quiet echoes of their pain, they may uncover a shared understanding. But will they find solace in each other's presence, or will the weight of their pasts prove too heavy to bear? FAYEYOKO

Am new here. Not sure if anyone would actually read this but let's see how it goes. I'm writing this on the go, as in go with the flow of what I feel like. I really don't have a plan, but I think I pretty much see where it's going. Will continue more if I see anyone reading it really. And thank you in advance! And oh, it might get gai spicy and it might get a little 50 shady lol, if you're not into those then you'd better look away. I might be bit slow on uploads but I'll try to update a chapter every week. Maybe on a Friday or Saturday. If I can put in more, I will. Thanks to all readers!

Yoko was desperate for a big break, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't summon the energy or motivation to push herself forward. Every story seemed to slip through her fingers, nothing worth chasing. The only thing that sparked her interest was the burglar-the one who seemed to slip through every net, never leaving a trace. But chasing a phantom like that? It seemed impossible. After all, how could you write about someone who didn't even exist in the media? To get close to such a figure, you'd need them right in front of you, ready to answer your questions. And the thought of that? Ridiculous. Who in their right mind would expect someone like that to just fall from the sky and land at their front door, asking for help? That would be crazy... right? Or Yoko helps Faye who is a vigilante in distress and in return Faye gives Yoko get all the big breaks she wants

This is a story of a mother who falls in love with her baby sitter ~ Do you think the baby sitter will love her back ?? :- Let's find out by diving into the amazing chapters of this book ♡ ( WE PROMISE TO STAY , IF YOU PROMISE NOT TO GO ) <3

Faye Peraya Malisorn-artist, actress, Thailand's diamond. A name that once lit up every screen, every stage, every heart. Her GL series made her a star, but just as quickly as fame found her, she lost something far greater. Two years have passed. She keeps busy-businesses, appearances, anything to fill the silence. But some absences are louder than noise. And no matter how much time passes, the seat remains untouched. Because some things, some people, some loves, some colors never leave. Pink, still. Cover Picture- full credit: Yaqi