° YinWar AU ° He was the love Yin couldn't save. Now, two years later, War's back in his life. Forgiveness isn't easy. But maybe this time, love doesn't have to hurt. This is only a fictional work! ° contains mature content ° Trigger warnings: addiction | self harm | depression | death (no main) Please only proceed if you're fine with reading themes like that.

Duang is a popular interior design student with a crush on Qin, a popular but icy student from the Faculty of Music. With no idea how to approach him, Duang's initial confession isn't exactly successful, but he doesn't despair. Instead of waiting for a rejection, he lets Qin know he'll be pursuing him. It isn't until a lecturer pairs them for a stage performance, however, that Qin begins to feel swayed.

"You're mine now. I paid for you." "With blood." "The only currency that matters." I never believed in love at first sight. I believed in survival. In staying invisible. In protecting my best friend Tonkla, even when he made choices I couldn't stop. Then I was ripped off the streets of Bangkok and sold. They dragged me onto a stage in front of the city's most dangerous criminals and put a price on my head. That's when I saw him. Expensive suit. Face like a fallen angel. Eyes like an executioner. He looked at me like I was the only person in the room. Like he was drowning and I was air. He bid five million baht for me. Someone else bid higher. So he pulled out a gun, shot the auctioneer in the head, and took me anyway. They call him the Ice King. Bangkok's most feared mafia boss. A man who doesn't feel. Doesn't love. Doesn't want. Until me. Now I'm locked in his penthouse prison. He gives me everything except freedom. He says I'm his obsession. He watches me while I sleep. Controls my world. But he doesn't hurt me. He's... careful. Gentle, even, in his own terrifying way. And that's what scares me most. Because I'm starting to see past the monster. I'm starting to feel something I shouldn't. But I'm not the only one taken that night. My best friend was stolen too. By Another monster. And now we're both learning that obsession can look like devotion- -and that the most dangerous cage is the one you stop wanting to escape. Warning: 18+, This story contains dark themes: kidnapping, captivity, power imbalance, Stockholm syndrome elements, graphic violence, mature sexual content, psychological manipulation, PTSD, trauma. This is not a light read. The relationships are complicated, the characters are morally grey, and the content is intense. bluebutterflywrites | My Golden Blood Series AU | In the game of hearts and empires, everyone pays in blood

Bas Suradet is a top assassin-lethal, efficient, and untouchable. Leading the infamous Black Lotus, he takes jobs for money and thrill, never letting emotions get in the way. Maxky Pitchetshote, heir to an old-money mafia empire, has ruled the North Side with an iron grip and a devil-may-care smirk. He's untouchable-until a sniper's bullet grazes him at his own birthday banquet. But instead of fear, all he remembers is the assassin's cute face-smirking, confident... and oddly captivating. When Bas disappears into the night, he assumes the job is done. But Maxky isn't the type to let things go. Maxky is determined to find the mysterious sniper. And in a world where bullets speak louder than words, love might be the most dangerous risk of all.

North, Ter, Phoon, and Dao are four boys stitched together by shared pain-broken homes, emotional scars, and the quiet understanding that no one was coming to save them. Fresh out of high school and desperate for freedom, they run south, chasing distance from their pasts and a paycheck big enough to buy them a future. Their refuge? A luxurious golf-and-beach resort where survival comes in the form of tips, overtime, and biting sarcasm. Enter the Dragon Heirs. Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah-infamous, obscenely rich, and untouchable. The heirs to the country's most powerful empire are worshipped and feared in equal measure. Resort staff whisper about them like urban legends: rude, ruthless, and dangerously cruel. Everyone avoids them. Everyone-except four broke, traumatized boys who desperately need tuition money. Unlike the rest, North and his friends couldn't care less about family empires or terrifying reputations. To them, the Dragon Heirs aren't monsters-they're walking ATMs. Whether it's enduring verbal abuse as caddies, driving them around like unpaid therapists, serving drinks while being flirted with and insulted in the same breath, or simply standing there looking pretty enough to earn a tip, they take it all with a forced smile and a sharp tongue. Fear doesn't pay for college-but sarcasm might. When a runaway, problematic gang collides with four spoiled, power-drunk young masters, chaos is inevitable. Insults turn into banter. Power plays turn into lingering looks. Somewhere between arguments, accidental confessions, and very inappropriate tension, something dangerous starts to bloom. Is it just chaos? Or is it romance-loud, messy, ridiculous romance-threatening to ruin all of them in the best way possible?

You think you're a prisoner, North. But in this house, you're the only one with the power to destroy me

The Chaos Team shares iced drinks on a porch; The Elite Four share expensive coffee in a penthouse

North's eyes flew wide, his arms straining as he tried to hold Johan back. "You hated it, didn't you?" Johan's voice was a low scrape against North's ear, his lips grazing the sensitive shell. "You hated when I marked you... hated being seen as my claim." A shaky breath escaped North as he fought the weight pinning him to the wall. "Johan, you're drunk." "I hate you," Johan slurred, the words thick with emotion. "The feeling is entirely mutual," North gritted out. "Let. Me. Go." . . . . . "My ex is my fake boyfriend?????" North, a high fashion model and a university student on the side, never expected that sentence to become his reality but here he is, being dragged into a fake relationship with the one particular insufferable Racer he swore he was over. A lie, unresolved feelings, and way too much forced proximity turn a simple act into a messy emotional disaster. Because the universe doesn't just love drama- it engineers it.

What do Sorn, Phayu, Jin, and Chay have in common? They're all sons of Kinn and Porsche Theerapanyakul. And what do Jun, Rain, Akin, and Macau have in common? Absolutely nothing... except for their interest in the Theerapanyakul brothers.

Billy Patchanon is Thailand's national treasure. A world-class golfer with a swing as smooth as silk and an aerospace engineer with a mind like a diamond. He is the man who has everything: respect, kindness, and a heart that has never been broken. Until he met him. Babe Tanatat doesn't do "kind." The sole heir to the Tanatat Group is more famous for his midnight club brawls, and the long line of millionaires he leaves in his wake. He's a hurricane in designer silk, and he's just found his newest target. It started as a joke among friends. A bet that will connect them forever. Billy fell hard. He offered Babe a world of soft touches, Engineering-precision care, and a love that was terrifyingly real. He was ready to give up his peace for Babe's chaos. But secrets have a way of leaking out. When someone sent a photo of Babe kissing another man, while still being with Billy. Now, Babe is left with a hollow victory and a crushing realization: he's fallen for the man who now hates him. And as Billy prepares to fly out of his life forever, Babe discovers one more complication that a million-dollar check can't fix. He's pregnant with the child of the man he played and betrayed.