Typhoon has always been told that he is lucky. He can't say they are wrong. His fiance, the guy he has been engaged to for most of his life is who most people consider perfect. He is academically brilliant, charming, awfully good-looking and above all that has a heart of gold. The engagement was arranged but Tonfah, his fiance has always been kind to him. He smiles like an angel but the eyes, the eyes speak a different story. They are of a starved devil. A velvet covered knife that no one sees coming till it's too late. Ever imagined a dark romance for Fahphoon? 😉(Omegaverse)

He lost a bet. Now he's stuck dating the scariest guy in Chula. North Talay never backs down from a dare. Too bad this time, the dare is dating Johan Akaradech for one month. Cold. Rich. Untouchable. Son of the Akaradech Group, top of the Med batch, and the guy who makes people nervous just by existing. Rule 1: Act like it's real. Rule 2: Don't let anyone find out it's fake. Rule 3: Don't catch feelings. Easier said than done when Johan starts holding his hand without being told, staring at him like he's the only person in the room, and getting possessive the second someone else flirts with North. North told himself it was just an act. Johan told himself it was just reputation management. So why does it feel like they're both lying?

Bas Suradet thought he had left heartbreak behind. Behind his bright smile, he carries scars from a past relationship that nearly destroyed him. At university, he only wants a quiet life with his best friend Liam and enough strength to keep moving forward. Maxky Ratchata is everything Bas tries to avoid. He is the wealthy heir to one of Bangkok's most powerful mafia families-cold, confident, and known for never believing in love. When an accidental collision on campus brings them together, friendship begins to grow into something deeper. But loving Maxky means stepping into a world of danger, jealousy, and secrets, while Bas must confront the pain he thought he had buried forever. In a world where everything seems to have a price, Bas and Maxky discover that the most valuable thing in life is something money can never buy. A story about healing, trust, and finding a love that stays.

For three years, everything between Maxky and Bas was allowed - except the truth. Closeness during photoshoots. Daily phone calls. Care that had become too natural. Glances that lingered too long. And always that one line neither of them dared to cross. Until one night, Maxky stands outside Bas' door. Holding a jacket that does not belong to Bas. With an excuse far too thin to hide why he is really there. Because sometimes love does not begin with a first glance. Sometimes it begins with the moment you finally admit that there was never nothing between two people.

The transition from the quiet, mist-covered mountains of Chiang Mai to the humid, neon-lit energy of Bangkok is the perfect "first beat" for The Rhythm of Fall.

This is the story of Johan, the most feared man anywhere he goes. But what people don't know is how lonely and broken he is from the inside. Hi people. this is the story of Johannorth I always think of my mind but I wanna share my favorite chapter.

Everything you left behind The scent never goes away And I'll remember you forever The scented Things is you

An alternate universe where letters doesn't happen, but jealousy brings Tonfah and Typhoon together.

If you love pain-real, raw, beautiful pain- If you crave that sharp inhale, that moment your heart tightens and your chest goes still... Then welcome. You've found your story.** To all **JohanNorth-erers**, to the brave **6Coders**, to every soul who knows that **love has a way of making us remember**- This is for you. A story born from grief, longing, and one boy's stubborn belief that love never truly leaves. Johan was left with memories and a son whose curls matched the one who vanished. North walked away. Or maybe he forgot. Either way, the one who once whispered forever never looked back. Until fate did what time could not. Their son saw him. Ran to him. Called him **Pappa**. And was pushed away. Now the past comes roaring back-with a child's cry, a photo hidden in a dinosaur book, and a heart that never stopped hoping. --- **⚠️ Content & Trigger Warnings:** Expect emotional trauma, memory loss, abandonment, MPreg (male pregnancy), and psychological tension. This is not fluff. This is ache. --- **📌 Legal Disclaimer:** This is a **work of fanfiction** created for entertainment purposes only. All characters not explicitly mine belong to their rightful creators. Any images or fan art used are sourced from the internet; full credit and rights belong to the original artists. If any image belongs to you and you'd like it removed or credited, please reach out. Plot, scenes, and emotional devastation? That's all me. All rights reserved. --- **🩶 Proceed if you dare. Cry if you must. Fall in love if you can.** And remember-some stories don't begin with love. They begin with loss. Ready?

Three rules. How hard could it be to follow, right? But a relationship isn't a checklist, and a human heart isn't a rulebook. It's a game of proximity, a test of will, and an inevitable crash course in what happens when desire collides with the things we're told we can't have. He's a mystery behind a closed door, and I'm a moth drawn to the flame, convincing myself that a little singe won't hurt.