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The rules we ruined in the name of us | JohanNorth Fanfic by MaxkyBassolace
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Johan and North's hookups started as a reckless mistake, but they quickly turned into a feverish, hidden habit behind closed doors. Five years ago, a strict rule by Liam against catching feelings couldn't stop Johan and North. But when suffocating family issues forced Johan to vanish overnight leaving behind only silence and a devastated North, their world shattered. Now, Johan is back as the corporate world's ruthless "Devil without horns." North has finally made his way back to life, stepping into an internship to rebuild his shattered life. He has no idea the person who is reviewing his resume is the same man who left him behind, and is preparing to pull him back into his orbit. What happens when an intern gets summoned to the CEO's office every single day? What happens when crossing that line becomes an addiction again, another dangerous, reckless mistake behind locked doors? With old scars running deep, emotional numbness taking over, and office gossip closing in, the rules they used to live by are about to burn down completely.
Beneath The Same Sky. by writingismyhobby_
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Johan has everything-wealth, success, and a future carefully planned. North has nothing but his determination and refuses to bow to anyone, especially the cold, arrogant businessman assigned as his university mentor. What begins with constant arguments slowly turns into an unlikely friendship, built through late nights, quiet moments, and feelings neither of them is willing to admit. But with an age gap, different worlds, and boundaries they refuse to cross, love becomes the one thing they're both too stubborn to face. A story about finding home in the person you least expected.
Love and Pain  by kavi190
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The grand, arched gates of Mahidol-Vajira University represented two entirely different worlds. For North and his best friends, Ter, Dao, and Phoon, it was a golden ticket-a prestigious engineering scholarship earned through sleepless nights and relentless hard work. For Johan, his twin brother Hill, and their medical school clique, the university was just another playground they inherently owned. ​North was the kind of boy who seemed entirely untouched by the cynicism of the world. At eighteen, he possessed a pure, honest soul and a smile that could disarm a storm. He was the glue that held his engineering friends together. They were just regular scholarship kids from the provinces, trying to keep their heads down, study hard, and build a future. ​Then came the rainy Tuesday that ruined everything. ​The Spark of Rivalry ​It started with a simple misunderstanding in the campus central cafeteria. Phoon had accidentally bumped into Tonfah, one of the elite fourth-year medical students, spilling hot coffee down Tonfah's designer jacket. Before Phoon could even finish stammering out an apology, Tonfah shoved him back. ​Ter and Dao immediately stepped in, defensive and tense, while Arthit-another medical student-joined Tonfah's side, sneering at the "low-class engineering kids." ​North, seeing his friends in trouble, rushed over to de-escalate. "Please, it was an accident. We'll pay for the dry cleaning, we are truly sorry," North said, his voice soft, his eyes shining with genuine remorse. ​"Pay for it? You couldn't afford the threads on this jacket," a cold, smooth voice cut through the crowd. ​The crowd parted as the twins approached. Hill, the elder twin by five minutes, looked on with a calm, composed, and analytical gaze. But beside him stood Johan. Rich, cruel, fiercely egoistic, and intensely possessive of his group's status, Johan looked down at North with absolute disdain. ​"Kneel and clean it," Johan commanded, his voice dripping with malice.
JOHAN-NORTH/MAXKY-BAS STORY by blopfan
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Just a short stories featuring my latest obsession MAXKY-BAS.
The Glided Vow by ohmleng58
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Johan hated many things. North topped the list. North hated many things too. Johan topped his. Unfortunately... By the end of the week, they'd be husbands. Their grandfathers had already signed the papers. The contract was waiting. The inheritance was waiting. Walking away meant losing everything. Staying meant living with the one person they couldn't stand. One marriage. Two heirs. Zero affection. After all... Some vows are written in gold. Theirs was written in spite.
Where Parallel Lines Meet by pluto_ba
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A parallel lines never met or was it always believed?
10 Million For a Sleeping Husband  by Maiinks
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A 23 year old boy signs a 10-million-baht contract to care for a comatose CEO in Bangkok, only for the "sleeping tiger" to wake up and fall for him the moment their eyes meet. notes: all the characters are not mine they were just borrowed by from the real author of the story (How much is your love?) characters. #JohanNorth #Foureveryou #howmuchisyourlove?
One Shot Collection Of Foureveryou by pluto_ba
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Short stories of Johan and North collection, you'll find different stories but short one
A Language Just for Us by Nabitales2025
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The world of the mafia is an unforgiving monolith forged from cold power, blinding wealth, and unyielding status. In this realm of absolute dominance, there is traditionally no room for the weak, no mercy for the soft, and survival demands a heart of stone. Yet, even within a kingdom built on fear and iron wills, a quiet truth persists: humans cannot be made entirely of flint. Beneath the armor of the most ruthless lords and syndicates, there come moments when the weight of the crown grows too heavy, proving that sometimes-just sometimes-it is not only okay to be weak and soft, but entirely necessary to survive oneself.