Tác phẩm: Tàng không được thích ngươi Tác giả: Kỳ Cửu Thể loại truyện: Nguyên sang - bách hợp - cận đại hiện đại - tình yêu Tag: Yêu sâu sắc - Trời xui đất khiến - Giới giải trí - Ngọt văn - Niên hạ

Tác phẩm: Luôn Có Giáo Viên Muốn Mời Phụ Huynh Tác giả: Cảnh Ngô Dịch: choihd (Giáo sư Choi), đã được Giáo sư Choi cho phép up lại trên đây nhé. Độ dài: 117 chương Nhân vật chính: Kỳ Ngôn, Lục Tri Kiều Thể loại: Bách hợp (Nữ x Nữ), Tình yêu chốn đô thị, Duyên phận bất ngờ, HE

Tác giả gốc: ThienAn221097 Tên chuyện gốc: THEO ĐUỔI KIM JISOO Orm xinh đẹp, Orm quyến rũ, Orm thông minh. Orm ở trên giường...làm LingLing mê đắm

She thought the villain was her curse until she became her only refuge. Ling devotes her life to saving others yet the shadow of her greatest enemy lingers at every turn. When fate forces their paths to cross once more, Ling discovers that the line between hatred and something far more dangerous is thinner than she ever imagined.

"When Skies Meet Silk" tells the story of Ling, a composed and reserved airline pilot, and Orm, a high-profile model/actress, who fall into an unexpected romance after a chance encounter at the airport. As their connection deepens across busy schedules and shifting cities, they learn to build something real in the quiet moments they steal together. *Disclaimer* This is just another fanfic. Totally made up. Loosely based and definitely not real. Please do not confuse fiction with reality. ;)

Lingling breaks up with Orm after their high school graduation. Years later she returns to reclaim her lost love. 🔞⚠ Warning: Drug Addiction, Physical Abuse, Angst. The original story by Isis Blue. This is a converted story. I DO NOT OWN THIS STORY OR ANY PIC. Credit to the original author.

MATURE Content ahead (WARNING) The quiet hum of the high school library, Ling, a senior, bumps into Orm, a bright-eyed junior. What starts as an awkward encounter quickly blossoms into something unexpectedly profound. They discover a shared love for stories and whispered secrets, finding solace and excitement in each other's company. As their connection deepens, they navigate the thrilling and tender uncertainties of first love, each becoming the other's first girlfriend. But Ling harbors a hidden truth, a secret so deeply guarded that the fear of losing Orm's affection, of shattering their budding forever, keeps her silent. This is just for fun. Note: I've been working to fix an issue where some sentences are missing from chapters on the mobile version. It seems there's a synchronization glitch between the computer (where I published it) and mobile devices. If you notice certain chapters have been republished, please know these are my attempts to rectify the ongoing display issues.

Two orphans formed a strong bond as they faced life's challenges together. However, fate took them in different directions, leaving one behind. When one of them finally returns, they feel hopeful, only to find that the other has gone without a trace, creating feelings of longing and heartache. A LingOrm fanfic by SJ.

They were promised to each other as children-two to powerful families, bound by legacy and a vow spoken in jest. Now, years later, Ling is cold, controlled, and successful. Orm is fire, chaos, and everything Ling can't stand. Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, they're thrown into a war of sharp words, silent stares, and unresolved tension. But under the bitterness, something simmers.

Lingling Sirilak Kwong was raised with silence in her veins. She doesn't shout. She doesn't ask. Her hands do the speaking-steady, exact, dangerous in a way that doesn't need to warn you twice. She leads with the kind of power that doesn't seek permission. Her world is sharp-edged and quiet, and she's made peace with being alone in it. Orm Kornnaphat Sethratanapong lives differently-under fluorescent lights, in rooms that smell like antiseptic and the weight of responsibility. Everything about her is clean, practiced, still. Her voice is soft, but her spine never bends. People depend on her. She lets them. Because she doesn't know what it's like to be chosen instead of needed. They met under bad lighting and worse timing. A parking lot. A crude comment. Four men. And one voice that cut the night open: "She told you to move." It should've ended there. A nod. A thank you. A walk away. But Orm didn't walk. And Lingling didn't let her. Now there's a thread pulled too tight between them. Sheets. Bruises. Breathless silence. A thousand things said with hands instead of mouths. Lingling touches Orm like she's already hers. Orm lets her in like she doesn't know how to say no. It's not love. Not yet. But something hangs in the space they keep trying not to name. It lingers on the tip of the tongue, right where pretending and staying start to blur. --- --- G!P Lingling