Autumn Sirilak "Lingling" Kwong is quiet, brilliant, and breathtakingly beautiful-a girl who grows life from the soil and keeps her heart close. Kornnaphat Isabella "Orm" Sethratanapong is chaos in heels: spoiled, snobby, and used to getting everything she wants. When a scandal lands Orm on her family's sprawling farmland, she meets Lingling-the girl she can't stand, yet can't ignore. Days of banter, mud, and stubborn clashes turn into something neither expected... Can a girl of the soil and a girl of luxury survive the clash of their worlds? Or will the earth itself swallow their hearts before love has a chance to bloom? ------LINGORM FANFIC #HARVESTING HEARTS

When five-year-old Orm Sethratanapong moved from the United Kingdom to Chiang Mai, she struggled to understand the language around her. Speaking only British English, she became an easy target for bullying-until one day, an eight-year-old girl named Lingling Kwong stepped in to protect her. Lingling was the only one who could understand her. From that moment on, the two girls became inseparable. Neighbors, best friends, and each other's safe place as they grew up together. In Orm's world, Lingling was more than a best friend. She was her safe place. Her hero. Her first love. But childhood promises are fragile things. On the day after Lingling's Grade 6 graduation, she stood in front of Orm with words that shattered their small perfect world. Her family was moving to Hong Kong. Her father had been promoted. Within a week, Lingling was gone. Still, they promised each other that distance wouldn't matter. They would text. Call. Stay connected no matter how far apart they were. And for a while... they did. Until slowly, quietly, things began to change. The messages became shorter. The calls became rarer. Until one day- Lingling simply stopped answering. No replies. No calls returned. No explanation. Just silence. Now, ten years later, Orm is twenty-two, standing at the edge of adulthood with dreams, ambitions, and a life she has built on her own. But one thing has never changed. She is still waiting. Because long ago, when she was just a little girl writing wishes in her notebook, she wrote down the very first thing she ever wanted. Not toys. Not success. Not even happiness. Just one name. Lingling Kwong. And after ten years of silence... Orm still wonders. Did Lingling forget? Or is there a reason she never came back? And if they ever meet again- Will Lingling still remember the promise between them... or will Orm finally realize that the first thing on her wishlist was never meant to come true? #lingorm #FanFic

An arranged engagement. Two powerful women. One rule: don't fall in love. But Ling has never been chosen and Orm has never been honest. So when pretending starts to feel real... someone is going to get hurt.

Four years ago, Orm confessed her feelings to Lingling in high school-and Ling rejected her. Now in her final year of college, Orm lives quietly in a small apartment, still a hopeless romantic but convinced some wounds never heal. Her life is steady, predictable, and alone-until the vacant apartment next door is suddenly occupied. By Ling. Neither expected to meet again, and neither is ready for the unresolved feelings that stir with every knock on the door, every late-night sound through the too-thin walls, and every memory that refuses to stay buried. What begins as awkward neighborly encounters slowly unfolds into something deeper, tender, and impossible to ignore. But can love grow again between walls built of rejection, regret, and time? --- A LingOrm Fan Fiction / AU

When a cold-hearted CEO needs an heir, and a desperate dancer needs money, a contract binds them but fate has other plans. What began as a business deal slowly turns into a dangerous, undeniable love.

Two powerful women from opposite worlds are bound by a one-year arranged marriage to settle a dangerous family debt. Sirilak Kwong-known as Lingling Kwong-is a cold, commanding mafia matriarch whose presence demands loyalty and quietly evokes fear. Kornnaphat Sethratanapong, or Orm Kornnaphat, is a fiercely independent woman who left behind her family and its life of crime for a quiet, carefully built existence. Bound by duty but divided by distrust, their contract ignites tension, jealousy, and unexpected moments of tenderness. As the year unfolds, their guarded hearts collide ..and neither is prepared for what they might lose when the contract ends.

Lingling Kwong has always preferred the company of clay over people. As a reclusive pottery maker, she finds comfort in the quiet solitude of her studio, shaping imperfect yet soulful creations with her hands. Then Orm Kornnaphat walks in-poised, elegant, and entirely out of place. She requests a set of tea cups, "simple, but with character," and keeps finding excuses to return, drawn to Lingling's world in ways she doesn't fully understand. What begins as a business transaction slowly turns into something deeper, unspoken but undeniable. But both women carry pasts they don't talk about-Orm, bound by family expectations and obligations she can't escape, and Lingling, haunted by a life she once abandoned. As tensions rise and their connection is tested, they must decide: will they remain shaped by the past, or will they risk everything for something beautifully imperfect-something real? A slow-burn sapphic romance about love, art, and the quiet spaces in between

Lingling Kwong is a cold, composed CEO, intimidating and always in control. To her, success is everything. Love is a distraction. Emotions are a weakness she can't afford. Then Orm enters her life. "..... I think you two have chemistry." Lingling's gaze flicked up, flat and unreadable. "You are impossible," she said, returning her attention to the documents. "I'm not interested in anything like that." She added. "Not interested in men, you mean." "Get back to work, P'Taew." "You into men?" P'Taew pressed, now seated across from her boss, not listening to her. Lingling give her secretary a look. "No," she said at last. At just 23, Orm is both strong and quietly fragile. A chance encounter shifts everything. Her warmth lingers, unsettling Lingling in ways she can't explain. In the spaces between glances and silences, between duty and desire, something real begins to bloom. Orm tilted her head slightly. "Are you...?" Don't tell me she's the CEO-Please... "Lingling Kwong," the woman replied without hesitation. Fuck.

Orm is a powerful and emotionally distant tech CEO, known for her icy demeanor and ruthless leadership. But beneath her cold exterior lies a secret-she's a generous philanthropist who donates anonymously and spends her nights quietly gaming online, her only companion a loyal dog named Uni. In the digital world, she finds rare comfort and connection, hidden behind a screen. Lingling is a spirited, job-hunting gamer who supports herself through live-streaming. One night, she crosses paths with a mysterious rival in an online game, sparking a rivalry that quickly turns into playful flirtation and emotional connection through late-night messages. When she finally lands an internship at a prestigious tech company, she has no idea her in-game rival is actually Orm...her intimidating new boss. Neither of them realizes the person they've been falling for online is now standing right in front of them.

"Love me while I'm still breathing." Orm Kaede has spent most of her life inside the white walls of Room 308, her body failing her little by little to a rare illness no one knows how to cure. She laughs anyway, at the tubes, at the silence, at the way hope keeps sneaking back even when it shouldn't. Dr. Ling Vienne, thirty-two, is the hospital's calmest storm, a palliative care physician who's learned never to get attached. Her hands heal what they can, her heart stays out of reach. When Ling becomes Orm's attending doctor, humor meets restraint, warmth meets distance and somewhere between IV lines and midnight checkups, something forbidden begins to bloom. A story about love that arrives too late, laughter that hides fear, and the impossible wish of a girl who just wanted to be loved before she couldn't breathe anymore. Disclaimer: This story contains heavy angst and emotionally intense themes.