Officer Nani never believed in fate. He believed in evidence. Facts. Justice. As the newest member of the Special Investigation Team, Nani was determined to prove himself among the best investigators in the country. But one night of celebration changed everything. A drunken mistake. A stranger. A night he wanted to erase from his memory. Only to discover that the man he spent one night with was not a stranger at all. He was Saint. The infamous criminal mastermind. The man behind illegal networks, stolen government secrets, political schemes, and crimes that shook the entire nation. The monster every officer was ordered to capture. But Saint doesn't see Nani as an enemy. To him, Nani is the only person who can make him question his own darkness. The only person who can turn a man built on sin into someone capable of wanting something other than power. As hidden organizations rise, governments fall into corruption, and the line between justice and revenge begins to disappear... Nani discovers that the greatest battles are not always fought with weapons. Sometimes they are fought against the feelings you know you shouldn't have. Because Saint is the sin he was meant to destroy. And Nani... is the one thing that even a sinner refuses to lose. A game of hunter and prey begins. But what happens when the hunter becomes the only weakness of the monster? --- "Every saint has a sin. Every sinner has something they refuse to lose." ✦ Genre: BL | Crime Thriller | Dark Romance | Mystery | Action | Angst | Psychological Drama ✦ Themes: Morally Gray Characters • Obsession • Possessiveness • Sin & Redemption • Betrayal • Politics • Hidden Truths • Justice vs Desire ✦ Warning: This story contains dark themes, crime, violence, morally complicated characters, and intense emotional conflicts.

Sky Wongravee had spent his entire life winning. Winning roles.Winning awards.Winning hearts. The entire country knew his name. They knew his smile, his charm, his perfect image. But nobody knew the real Sky.The man behind the cameras.The man whose emotions burned too fiercely. And for the first time in his life- Sky lost.Not to a stranger.Not to fate. But to his greatest rival. MJ Hirunkit. Then came Nani Hirunkit. A man who existed outside Sky's world.No cameras.No fame.No spotlight. A military-trained bodyguard who walked his own path without seeking anyone's approval. Silent. Unreadable. His presence was quiet.His words were few. His emotions hidden beneath calm eyes and a still expression. Yet beneath that silence was a man impossibly gentle. Patient. Understanding. Everything Sky wasn't. They were opposites in every possible way. Sky was fire. Nani was water. Sky spoke with sharp words and sharper emotions. Nani answered with silence. One burned. The other soothed.One demanded. The other understood. Yet somehow, their paths collided. A man drowning beneath his own grief. Everyone wanted Sky Wongravee polished. Controlled. Perfect. Nani didn't. He saw the anger. The jealousy. The obsession. The desperation to be chosen. And he loved him anyway. Not because he wanted to change him. But because he understood him. Nani's love was quiet. A hand offered without asking. A presence that never left. A tenderness hidden in small actions. The kind of love that expected nothing in return. But Sky's love? Sky loved like a storm. Like a man terrified of losing the one thing he couldn't live without. He loved with hunger. With devotion. With reckless intensity. He wanted everything. Every smile. Every glance. Every thought. Every touch. Every piece of Nani that the world could never have. And somehow... Only Nani could carry a love that heavy. Only Nani could stand in front of the storm and never ask it to become rain.

Nani Hirunkit thought signing with Phoenix Media would be simple-act in a BL drama, survive his manager's fujoshi fantasies, and pretend he knows how to be a convincing bottom on screen. Easy... right? Wrong. On his first week, he accidentally tackles his CEO, Sky Wongravee Nateetorn-a man so dangerously handsome he should come with a warning label. When Nani unintentionally saves Sky from an attack, he becomes part of a world he never asked for: mafia secrets, real danger, and a boss whose quiet intensity keeps setting off explosions in his very straight heart. Sky doesn't need protection. He doesn't need romance. He definitely doesn't need a chaotic actor with zero BL experience. But he can't seem to ignore Nani. Or the way Nani only ever panics around him. Between filming cuddly scenes with his co-star and dodging assassins after work, Nani realizes two terrifying truths: His boss is way too hot to handle. And he might not be as straight as he thought. When acting and reality start to blur, Nani's biggest challenge is no longer the BL script... It's surviving Sky Wongravee himself.

Nani lay perfectly still, his eyes squeezed shut, trying to block out the reality of the cooling mess on his stomach and chest. He could feel the tackiness of their combined release, a physical brand of what they had done. Disgust, cold and sharp, curled in his gut. He was filthy. He had let his little brother-his stepbrother-do things to him that belonged in porn, not in their shared bedroom. A stepbrothers fanfic as a new year gift to y'all!(⁠^⁠^⁠), with GUT WRENCING SMUT. Dive into itt!😼

When a trail of bodies leads to Nani Hirunkit, the city whispers his name in fear. Prosecutor Sky Wongravee sees only evidence, petals turned to thorns. But when proof crumbles and Nani walks free, Sky finds himself drawn closer-to the very man he once called a monster. In a world where justice is fragile and love is a weapon, one man will bury his sins in soil... and the other will unknowingly water them. Every bloom in Nani's shop carries a secret. Every smile is a mask. And every root drinks deeper than Sky dares to see. Love or lie. Bloom or decay. Which truth will survive the harvest?

One wrong digit. That's all it took. Sky is a man who lives in the shadows - an assassin with blood on his hands and no one to call when the darkness closes in. Nani is a man who has locked the world out - a recluse who finds safety in silence and solitude. They were never supposed to meet. But one night, bleeding and alone in the dark, Sky dials the wrong number. And Nani picks up. What begins as a mistake slowly becomes the only thing either of them looks forward to. Late night calls. Quiet voices. Two lonely souls finding warmth in a stranger they've never seen. But strangers can't stay strangers forever. And when fate forces them face to face, everything they built in the dark must survive the light. One digit away from never meeting. One heartbeat away from never letting go.

"To the world, Sky Wongravee is a masterpiece. To his parents, he is a ghost." For ten years, Sky has played the most difficult role of his career: himself. Known as the "Nation's Sweetheart," he is the face of luxury, the son of Thailand's most powerful political dynasty, and a veteran actor with a flawless reputation. But behind the closed doors of the Jinrapat mansion, the lights go out. Sky lives in a world of silence, bruises hidden by expensive silk, and the crushing weight of a secret that isn't his to tell. He is a boy drowning in a glass box, waiting for the day he finally stops fighting for air. Then comes Nani Hirunkit. Vibrant, observant, and dangerously kind, Nani is the rising star who shouldn't care about a "senior" like Sky. But when Nani finds a shattered Sky hiding in the back of his car one rainy night, the script begins to change. Nani offers Sky a sanctuary-a world of cheap coffee, genuine laughter, and safety. But Nani has a secret of his own. He didn't enter Sky's life by accident. He came for revenge against the Jinrapat bloodline, armed with the truth about a tragedy the world was forced to forget. As the lines between love and vengeance blur, Sky must decide if he can finally "kill" the persona he was forced to become. And Nani must decide if he can destroy the father without breaking the son he has grown to love. In a house built on lies, the truth is the most dangerous thing you can own.

If even the apocalypse that ended the world couldn't break the thread that tied us together, will the destiny that made ruins be kind enough to put our hearts back together? In a world where nightmares walk around can you still stand strong wishing upon the ending we live for? *this is gonna be a drama about skynani in a zombie world so sit back tight and let me take you on a journey :) Hope you enjoy it

"Nani, Nani, bro!" "Hey! Wake up!" "Fuck! What is it?" He was about to go back to sleep since his friends isn't answering then he heard a voice, "Should I ask someone to get you ready or you get up on your own?" He got up quickly when he heard it, because this guy isn't joking when he said those. He even answered, "Chill, okay? I already got up. See? No need to get someone" he chuckled nervously and look around. His friends are already gone. Of course they are, those shits won't have his back in this situation. He again showed a forced smile and began to move towards the bathroom.

One snuck into the palace gardens at seven. The other, at eight, was the kingdom's chaotic prince, a blur of motion darting away from guards as he had done a hundred times before. He didn't expect to find anyone in the dirt and tangled bushes of his private playground, but there they were, two children meeting in the dirt. What started as a secret friendship became the Prince's only source of comfort. For years, Nani was his world. Through every hidden meeting, the bond deepened into something aching and profound. It was years of yearning, years of holding each other in the dark, until Nani became the Prince's entire heart, his first friend, his only lover, and his peace, and the kingdom accepted, moreover cherished the bond between the young boys. Then, the dream broke. Nani disappeared. There was no struggle, no letter, and no trace left behind in the dirt where they once played. The Prince, who spent his life running away from his crown, finally found a reason to wear it, and he vowed he would use every ounce of his power to find the one person who made the palace feel like home.