Buying her first house should've been Sonya's proudest moment. Instead, it came with a basement. A coffin. And a violently grumpy vampire who wakes up the moment she screams. Lookmhee Wang is ancient, feral, and deeply offended by modern life, but most of all, she's obsessed with one thing: Sonya's blood. Now trapped in a deeply questionable living arrangement, Sonya is forced to: buy blood bags, set feeding schedules, and repeatedly remind a centuries-old predator that murder is not an acceptable house rule. It would almost be manageable, if Lookmhee didn't keep looking at her like prey. Or worse... like something she refuses to lose. Because somewhere between threats, late-night feedings, and arguments over basic human decency, the line between hunger and something far more dangerous begins to blur. And Sonya is starting to realize: Being wanted by a vampire might be the most terrifying thing of all.

They had once shared a love that felt effortless, a warmth that made the world fade away. Ten years of marriage should have been a sanctuary, but life and ambition quietly crept in between them. Lookmhee was chasing her name, her dreams, while Sonya carried the weight of unspoken hurt, holding her heart together in silence. When love begins to fade, it is not always loud. It hides in missed glances, in words left unsaid, in the spaces where comfort once lived. Yet even in the quiet, a spark can remain, stubborn and alive, waiting for the moment to ignite again. Treacherous is a story of love tested by ambition, by distance, and by the invisible betrayals that can unravel even the strongest bond. It is about discovering the courage to face the pain, to forgive, and to remember why two hearts once chose each other.

Sonya Velez, glittering heiress of a powerful empire, lives surrounded by luxury and targets on her back. When a silent, disciplined bodyguard named Lookmhee Laurent is assigned to protect her, Sonya treats it like a game, teasing the woman who never seems to break. But Lookmhee didn't come to guard her. She came for revenge. Driven by a past soaked in loss, Lookmhee plans to use Sonya's trust as the final step toward revenge. Yet every attempt on Sonya's life from outside forces twists the knife deeper. Lookmhee protects her again and again, unable to let anyone else take what she believes should be her vengeance. In a world of glass towers, hidden agendas, and hearts learning the shape of danger, two women are pulled into a love that should destroy them, yet keeps saving them instead.

What if the person who changed you the most was never meant to stay... but never truly left either.

They said love makes people kind, but Sonya Ellis knows better. She wears sweetness like silk, gentle, flawless, deceiving. Beneath it lies a heart that loves too deeply, too dangerously. And when she meets Lookmhee Arden, calm, radiant, unknowingly divine, something inside her shifts. What begins as admiration grows teeth. Devotion turns into design. And somewhere in the ruins of reason, Lookmhee starts to fall too, not because she doesn't see the darkness, but because it feels like home. A love that blurs the line between affection and obsession, tenderness and control. Because Sonya would do anything for the one she loves. Even if it means losing herself - or destroying everything else. This is not love. This is Delirium. Disclaimer: Contains psychological manipulation, gaslighting, explicit violence, killing, and mature scenes. Reader discretion is advised.

Years ago, Lookmhee confessed to her best friend beneath the sound of summer rain and lost her. Now, years later, Sonya returns. Not as the bright, untouchable girl she once was, but as a woman trying to remember how to breathe again. Lookmhee is still there, running her flower shop, still smiling like she's never been hurt, still loving softly, without asking for anything in return. Between withered stems and new petals, between silence and laughter, something begins to grow again. The kind that stays, forgives, heals, and waits. Because sometimes, love doesn't have to bloom all at once. Sometimes, it just needs time.

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.

In a forgotten manor where beauty never fades, a photographer and her muse accept a Halloween project that should have been simple. But some gowns remember the ones who wore them - and some promises refuse to die. A story of devotion, decay, and the kind of love that leaves its mark.

By day, Sonya is nothing more than the quiet secretary to CEO Lookmhee-an efficient shadow behind the desk, obedient and forgettable. But when night falls, she becomes Saran, the club's most elusive and untouchable dancer. Masked and mysterious, she rules the stage yet never allows anyone close, her double life hidden behind layers of silk and secrecy. Until Lookmhee steps into her world. Known publicly as a ruthless business magnate, Lookmhee's power runs deeper than money. Whispers say she is more than she seems-someone no one dares to deny. When she demands a private session with Saran, even the club's manager bows in silence. Saran's rule of distance shatters in an instant. Each night, Lookmhee strips away Saran's defenses with a dangerous intimacy that leaves her trembling. Desire coils tighter with every encounter, secrets bleed into one another, and the mask becomes harder to keep on. Disclaimer: This story delves into duality, power play, manipulation, violence, and mature themes.