True beauty happens when two worlds collide and become one...

When Sonya Duskbourne is bound by duty to marry into the mysterious Ashthorne family, she enters a world of shadowed halls, locked doors, and a wife she cannot read. Her bride, Lookmhee Ashthorne, rules the decaying mansion with a quiet, unsettling intensity. The townsfolk whisper about curses, vanished brides, and secrets that cling to the Ashthorne name like ivy on stone. What begins as a union of families soon becomes a battle of wills-one marked by obsession, desire, and a dangerous intimacy that Sonya never expected. In the heart of Ashthorne Hall, where every vow feels like a chain, Sonya must face the truth: some cages are built not of iron, but of love. A gothic sapphic of forbidden marriage, haunting passion, and the perilous line between devotion and possession.

In the glittering world of Thai entertainment, secrets are currency and emotions are liabilities. Sonya, the nation's sweetheart, is in a seemingly perfect relationship, basking in the spotlight of fame and public adoration. Lookmhee, her former lover turned rising star, reenters her life after years apart-with unresolved feelings, sharp memories, and a quiet rage hidden behind every smile. What begins as accidental reunions soon spirals into late-night encounters, hidden touches, and dangerous territory neither of them should cross. Sonya is torn between her image and her heart. Lookmhee is done playing safe. In a world built on appearances, what happens when two women can no longer hide the truth between them? A story of forbidden love, betrayal, and the slow unraveling of everything they thought they'd buried.

When devotion tastes like blood, and love feels like possession. Zafira Solis (SY) is a rising star in the courtroom, brilliant, righteous, untouchable. Or so she thinks. What she doesn't know is that someone has been watching. Saving. Claiming. Seraphine Vexley (LM) doesn't believe in fate, only precision. And Zafira became hers the moment she spared a life... because of her. Now, Seraphine is always a step ahead: eliminating threats, erasing evidence, burning the world before it can touch what's hers. But when Zafira starts to feel the pull, the shadows tightening around her, the invisible hands guiding her fate, the question is no longer who's protecting her. It's what she'll become once she knows. A dark, sapphic romance of obsession, power, and the quiet destruction of self. If she can't have her, no one will. But what if she doesn't have to take? What if Zafira gives in willingly?

A Compilation of Every Reader's Request, Written with Heart. This link is Part 2. When it reach the 15th story, I'll make a new link for part 3. _______________ Hi my lovely readers. If you've got any wild or sweet or anything of LMSY fanfic ideas swirling in your mind, don't keep them to yourself-share them with me! You can DM me on Wattpad, X, or TikTok. Who knows? I'll probably end up writing it. Let's make this fandom even more fun together, my delulu besties!

A Compilation of Every Reader's Request, Written with Heart. This link is Part 1. When it reach the 15th story, I'll make a new link for part 2. _______________ Hi my lovely readers. If you've got any wild or sweet or anything of LMSY fanfic ideas swirling in your mind, don't keep them to yourself-share them with me! You can DM me on Wattpad, X, or TikTok. Who knows? I'll probably end up writing it. Let's make this fandom even more fun together, my delulu besties!

> WAN AND PLENG WERE NEVER THE PLAN-BUT THEY SURE AS HELL WERE THE PROBLEM. Wan is the chill, seemingly emotionless pre-med student with a black belt in sarcasm and a coffee addiction. Pleng is a loud, dramatic communications major who thinks love is just a marketing tactic and chaos is a love language. Together? They're the university's most iconic disaster duo-loud, unfiltered, always in the middle of a mess they created... and somehow still beloved by everyone. When a joke fake breakup lands them sympathy food, online fame, and accidental queer icon status, they decide to keep the bit going-for the memes, of course. But as fake fights turn into long stares and "it's just a joke" kisses start feeling real, they find themselves in a campus-wide spiral of their own making. Enemies? No. Friends? Barely. Soulmates? Definitely not. (...Right?) They may be a mess. But they're each other's mess. Welcome to the wildest love story ever told by two girls who claim they're "just roommates."

"They were enemies long before the altar. But vows have no exit, and hatred has its own way of burning into love." ---------- Sonya Saranphat was never supposed to be anyone's bride-least of all to Lookmhee Punyapat, the bold, domineering heiress she's sulked against since childhood. Forced into a marriage for power and family reputation, Sonya enters with pouts and tantrums, while Lookmhee plays her role with confidence, charm, and an infuriatingly smug smile. What begins as a love-hate standoff soon twists into something dangerous. Every sulk Sonya throws only fuels Lookmhee's obsession. Every taunt Lookmhee whispers makes Sonya's heart betray her. They trade fights, stolen glances, bruising kisses, and aching denials-until betrayal shatters them and desire drags them back together. From reluctant vows to runaway heartbreak, from enemies to lovers-they will learn that some marriages aren't built on choice... but on the fire they can no longer extinguish. Expect: - Arranged marriage ✔️ - Bold, teasing, dominant wife x sulky, childish, bratty wife ✔️ - Slow-burn tension that bleeds angst and desire ✔️ - Enemies to lovers with dangerous kisses ✔️ - Tender domestic ending + bonus sulky epilogue ✔️

"Some love burns hotter than it heals." ------ Lookmhee Punyapat lives a life of wealth and expectation, yet behind the polished surface lies a cage: a marriage she never chose, a partner who is loyal yet demanding, and a heart craving freedom. Cigarettes are her only solace, each puff a quiet rebellion against the life she's been forced to live. Then she meets Sonya Saranphat-flirty, fearless, and intoxicatingly alive. One reckless night in Sonya's chaotic bar sets their worlds ablaze, igniting a dangerous, irresistible obsession. What begins as an illicit encounter quickly spirals into a passionate affair neither can resist. Stolen nights, heated glances, and whispered secrets pull them deeper into temptation, each touch more electrifying than the last. Lookmhee knows the rules-she is married, forbidden-but her desire for Sonya is impossible to ignore. Sonya, in turn, falls harder than she should, chasing a love that might never be hers. In a world where passion and danger collide, surrendering to forbidden love may be the only way to feel alive... but some flames burn too brightly to survive. How far will they go before love leaves nothing but ashes?

Sonya was never meant to know vampires existed, until one of them chose her. Not as prey, but as the reason to break their law. Bound to protect a human from her own kind, the vampire must stay one step ahead of those who want the girl dead or turned. No one is allowed to reach her first. No one is allowed to touch what she guards. Sonya never agreed to any of this. She wants her life back, not a watcher in the dark and rules she never wrote. But every time she tries to push the vampire away, the hunters get closer... and the price of defiance grows sharper. She doesn't have to love her protector. She only has to stay alive.