No baile de máscaras da universidade, Becky Armstrong, loira de olhos azuis e coração recém-destruído pela traição pública de sua namorada Jane, decide se vingar da única forma que consegue: entregando-se à primeira estranha que a tocar no escuro. O que ela não esperava era que aquela garota de cabelos pretos e toque proibido fosse Freen Sarocha Chankimha - sua colega de sala, Uma noite de paixão intensa se transforma em um jogo perigoso quando as máscaras caem. Freen, marcada e completamente apaixonada por a becky vê a chance perfeita de ficar perto da loira ,Becky, consumida por raiva e desejo, não consegue mais se afastar. Aviso: Dark Romance | Conteúdo maduro | Trauma | Vingança | Toxicidade | +18

A stolen bride. A ruthless girl who once loved her. A city that fears their reunion. Becky and Freen were never meant to meet again. But fate - and bullets - bring them back together. Trust is broken. Passion isn't. And falling in love again might just start a war.

Eu sabia sobre as câmeras. Ela não sabia que eu gostava de ser observada. Intersexual. Adaptação©

He lost his heart on first sight when she was bride of someone else... Fate made her a Widow... He forward his hand to give a new life to her... How she becomes his world??? How he becomes her world??? How she accepts the new remarried life and accept his love??? In this storytelling Freen(man) #Freenbeacky

Becky is an Operating Theatre Nurse who loves her new job working in one of London's busiest hospitals after having worked in Bangkok for two years. After putting her past life behind her can she move on when a new surgeon and familiar face turns up. *Disclaimer* This is not my story. I read a FreenBecky version awhile back and can't find it anymore and really enjoyed it.

Rebecca Armstrong sempre viveu entre regras e expectativas... notas perfeitas, reputação intacta e um futuro planejado até o último detalhe. Mas tudo desaba quando conhece Sarocha Chankimha uma garota misteriosa de skate nos pés, olhar selvagem, mãos sujas de graxa e cicatrizes que contam mais do que palavras. Uma é disciplina. A outra, caos. E quando seus mundos colidem, nasce algo impossível de conter: um desejo perigoso, um romance proibido...um paraíso do qual nenhuma delas quer sair. Freen GIP. Fic inspirada na musica Paraiso Proibido - Strike. Não seguirei a musica a risca mais tem algumas coisas a ver. Boa leitura!!! Meus dengos.

Becky has one big dream: she wants to become a writer. But that's easier said than done. Especially since her parents force her to attend law school and her mind is always busy thinking about a certain actress. What happens once said actress comes into the blonde's life? Will it be an even bigger distraction? Or will it help Becky to make her dreams come true? This is a converted fanfiction. I adopted this story for Freen and Becky because I loved it. All credits go to the original author.

Synopsis: Dr. Freen Chankimha is known as one of the most brilliant doctors in the city-calm hands, sharp mind, and a heart that never hesitates when a life is on the line. In the hospital, she is admired and respected. At home, she is simply a loving wife. She is married to Becky Armstrong-Chankimha, the woman she loves more than anything in this world. Becky laughs easily. She smiles like every day is gentle. She believes her life is peaceful, her marriage perfect. She wakes up beside Freen every morning, holds her hand, and trusts her with a love that is pure and unquestioning. What Becky does not know... is that her happiness was built on missing memories. An accident erased a part of her past. Painful parts. Dangerous truths. Moments that could change everything she believes about herself, about their love, about Freen. And Freen knows all of it. She knows what Becky has forgotten. She knows why the memories never came back. She knows the truth that could either heal Becky-or completely destroy her. So Freen chooses silence. She cooks breakfast, kisses Becky's forehead, listens to her dreams, and pretends that nothing is wrong. She tells herself she is protecting her wife. That love sometimes means hiding the truth. They live happily. They laugh. They love. They sleep in the same bed every night. But between every heartbeat Freen carries one terrible fear: That one day, Becky will remember everything. And when she does... love may not be enough to save them. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This story will be completely different from my previous ones! I'm not really into this but Freen will be G!P here. Some chapters will also contain mature scenes so this is not recommended for young readers!

I never even thought in my wildest dreams that one day I would end up dating my biggest fan. Dating my own fan sounds crazy. Unreal. Something that should never happen. But somehow... I still did it. From the very first moment I saw her, I felt something I had never felt before. A feeling so unfamiliar, so overwhelming, that it scared me. And the truth is, she is the only person who has ever made me feel this way. There is something strange about dating a fan. She already knows me. I don't have to explain what I like or what I hate. I don't have to pretend. I don't have to hide. She understands me in ways no one else ever has, because she loved me long before I even knew her. And maybe that's why I fell so hard. Because sometimes, the person who knows you the best... is the one you never expected to love.

In a world where power is everything, Becky Rebecca Patricia Armstrong commands it without a second thought. At twenty-one, she owns her university like a queen, her every move a calculated choice. Beautiful, untouchable, ruthless - she wields her family's name like a weapon. Love is weakness. Control is survival. Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the opposite of everything Becky desires. Quiet, obedient, and hidden in the shadows of the classroom, she wears her scars like whispers. A student like Becky, but nothing like Becky. She is everything Becky should fear - fragile, yet unbroken in ways that go unnoticed. When an arranged marriage threatens her world, Becky decides to take control in a way only she knows how - by choosing Freen. Not for love, but for power. For control. What begins as a game of dominance becomes something darker, more dangerous, and far more personal. But Freen carries a name that cuts deeper than Becky ever expected. A name that has haunted her for twelve years. In this twisted dance between obsession and destruction, Becky must decide: can she control the past, or will the past control her? This is not a story of love. It's a story of power, of possession, of what happens when control is the only thing left. Ctrl+Me - Where every command leaves a scar. --- Freen G!p ---