After eleven years together and seven years of marriage, Charlotte Austin believed her life was built on something permanent. Routine. Devotion. The quiet certainty of shared breath beneath the same roof. At thirty-one, the renowned photographer thought she understood how marriages survived. She believed stability came from endurance, from learning how to hold the fragile structure of a life together. She was wrong. When her wife, Engfa Waraha-a thirty-four-year-old trauma surgeon-begins to change, the shift is so subtle Charlotte cannot name it at first. There is no argument. No confession. No moment where something clearly breaks. Just distance. Conversations shorten. Glances become unreadable. The warmth that once defined their home recedes into a silence that grows heavier with every passing day. Engfa offers no explanation. And Charlotte, who has built a career capturing the delicate moment before something collapses, finds herself standing inside one she cannot understand. Because the most unsettling fractures are not the ones that shatter loudly. They are the ones that form quietly-between unfinished sentences, avoided questions, and the slow realization that the person beside you may already be somewhere else. As doubt settles into the spaces their love once occupied, Charlotte begins to question everything she thought she knew about loyalty, trust, and the quiet promises people make when they believe a life together is permanent. What she does not yet realize is that some truths in a marriage do not arrive as revelations. They exist long before anyone is willing to admit them. And sometimes the real damage is not what one person hides... ...but what the other refuses to see. some truths... exist long before anyone admits them. ⚠️ Content Warning: This story contains GP/Intersex themes, a slow-burn storyline, heavy angst, and infidelity. Please feel free to skip it if you're not comfortable with these themes.

Charlotte is a perfectionist, polished, disciplined, and impeccably well-mannered. She has always loathed Engfa Waraha-the school's notorious rugby star and unapologetic troublemaker. To Charlotte, Engfa is everything she despises: arrogant, reckless, and always at the center of a fight. But when Charlotte begins to glimpse the cracks beneath Engfa's wild defiance, the line between admiration and anger starts to blur. What begins as irritation slowly twists into fascination, and soon, Charlotte realizes that the boundary between hate and something far more dangerous is thinner than she ever imagined. Rowdy Girl is a story of pride, passion, and secrets - and of two souls who were always meant to fall for each other, long before they ever knew it. ⚠️ Warning: This story is intended for mature audiences. G!P themes included.

Two women from different worlds. One bound by fire. The other, by ice. Engfa Waraha was ruthless, cold, and unafraid to break hearts. At thirty, she had everything-money, power, women at her feet. A woman who loved nothing more than the chase, and who never stayed in one place for too long. Never letting anyone get too close. Not even her own family. Her love life was a string of broken, short-lived romances. One month-no longer. Charlotte Austin was a quiet, innocent twenty-year-old-fresh from college and ready to begin her life. She had a boyfriend she loved and dreams she was determined to make her own. But those dreams weren't hers to control. Not anymore. Not when her father, driven by business, decided to trade her away like a pawn for a massive merger. They didn't get a choice. Their lives were exchanged in the name of power. Engfa wanted to burn the contract. Charlotte wanted to run. But destiny had other plans. And soon, the two would collide. When fire meets ice... who will break first?

I wish someone had warned me that pretending to date your best friend only works if you're not actually in love with them. Engfa: I don't have feelings for my best friend. That's what I say to every girl I go out with, but it always turns out the same. Charlotte and I are just friends, that's all. Until this summer... Charlotte: I do have feelings for my best friend, but I'm too scared to confess. I'm just a hopeless romantic hoping that my best friend might eventually see me as something more. When Engfa has to head home for her brother's wedding, it's only natural for her to bring her best friend along. Yet, Engfa's anxieties about returning home present an opportunity for Charlotte to show her as more than just a friend-by pretending to be her girlfriend. As the boundaries between friendship and something deeper begin to blur, will Engfa finally recognize what everyone else has been saying all along and admit her true feelings? Or will she choose to suppress her emotions to preserve their friendship? After all, a summer fling pretending to be in a relationship shouldn't hurt... or should it?

(AGE GAP ‼️) - !! MATURE !! Charlotte never planned on falling in love with her professor. She didn't even plan on going to university. Pushed by her parents to get "any degree," she stumbles back into Bangkok at twenty-one, restless, directionless, and searching for herself. Then she meets Dr. Waraha - the youngest professor at Siam Chamber University. At thirty, she's brilliant, cold, and untouchable. Every student admires her, but no one dares get close. But Charlotte can't escape her. Waraha's course is mandatory, and failing isn't an option. What starts as brutal office hours and constant clashes begins to blur into something more dangerous. Charlotte tells herself she hates her professor. Waraha insists Charlotte is young and naïve. Yet neither can deny the pull dragging them closer, past the line they should never cross As whispers spread and the walls close in, Charlotte and Waraha find themselves at a crossroads. A romance where every glance is a risk, every kiss could be the end, and two women learn that sometimes the most dangerous thing you can do... is fall in love.

Sequel to The Devious Hearts After Damon's death, Engfa faces new threats from Jeff Satur and the exposure of a powerful hidden organization. Enter Victoria Varee, a dangerous businesswoman who draws Engfa into her schemes, straining her relationship with Charlotte. As betrayal looms and trust unravels, Engfa and Charlotte must fight to protect their love while enemies close in. The devious game has only just begun-will they survive together, or be torn apart? ***** This story will not be translated or converted into any other story. I never gave permission for that. This is purely fanfiction, but the plot is original: MINE. However, I do not own the characters or the name.

In a world where power was written in blood and hierarchy was unshakable, Engfa Waraha and Charlotte Austin were two formidable souls bound to each other-yet neither willing to yield. Engfa, the ruthless and merciless leader of the Waraha pack, held absolute control. Power, authority, and discipline were as natural to her as breathing. She had never bowed in her life; she made others bow instead. Charlotte, on the other hand, was entirely different. The rebellious, headstrong omega daughter of the Austin pack, she defied traditions at every turn. To her, fate was nothing but a myth-she would carve her own path. She wouldn't kneel, she wouldn't submit, and she certainly wasn't afraid to run. Yet even the laws of nature couldn't stop the inevitable collision of their wills. Their bodies were bound. But their souls resisted. And war was inevitable. "You think you can put me in a cage, Engfa?" Charlotte hissed, crossing her arms over her chest. Engfa narrowed her eyes, stepping closer with a deadly promise in her voice. "The only cage you belong in is my arms, Charlotte. So don't waste your energy struggling." Charlotte let out a sharp, mocking laugh. "An alpha like you could never make me kneel." Engfa raised an eyebrow, her golden eyes glinting. "Not yet." A shiver ran down Charlotte's spine. There would be no victor in this war. But there was already a loser... Run? Or surrender? Every choice came with a price.

They were never supposed to fall in love. The Warahas and the Austins-two empires built on pride, power, and legacy. Together, they controlled half of Bangkok. Money. Influence. Generational tension. And for decades, one rule remained unbroken: Do not cross lines. Do not do business. Do not dine. Do not fall in love. But then came Charlotte Austin and Engfa Waraha. From High School hallways to university dorms.... From whispered promises to wedding vows. They defied every warning. They kissed in back hallways while their families made threats in boardrooms. They snuck away from galas to whisper dreams in parking lots lined with limousines. And one day... they got married. The whole of Bangkok celebrated. A love that ended a legacy of rivalry-headlines, press, pure joy. Two hearts swearing forever-against all odds. The Austins were furious. The Warahas were livid. But love... love softened everything. The families made peace. They broke bread. They built empires-together. Waraha x Austin became the business world's most powerful alliance. ⸻ Until the night it all shattered. One brutal fight. One overdose. One memory-erased. Engfa Waraha woke up with no recollection of the woman she married. And fate?It had the audacity to bring Charlotte Austin back into her life...This time, as her therapist. But Charlotte?She remembers everything. The vows. The kisses. The heartbreak. And Engfa? She's falling in love all over again....With the woman she once called hers. But what happens when the memories come back?Will love survive it all.. Or destroy them both-twice? ⸻ 🐦‍🔥LOVERS TO ENEMIES TO LOVERS ❤️‍🔥 SLOW BURN + ANGST ( 💯📈) 👩🏻‍❤️‍👩🏻 WLW 🔞 21+

She was her best friend's little sister. She was supposed to watch out for her, not sleep with her. (converted story, also G!P) [20|10|2023] #1 engfa [22|10|2023] #5 englot

Could l be possibly mistaken Love as an obsession? No. I'm sure it's love. But the person that l claimed to love told me that l only make her feel like an object that l just want to possess. Na nakakasakal na .. Should l let her go and let her be with the man of her life? Oh If that's what makes her happy .. of course , NO F*CKING WAY ! I'll take her from my brother. BY HOOK OR BY CROOK.