After the cameras cut away - the things Neen and Runch say with their bodies when they've run out of words. Warning: This is my AU interpretation with G!P Runch. If that's not your thing, no worries - this fic isn't for you!

Lingling Kwong is the East Kingdom's secret "Mad Dog". A battle mage who lives only for the thrill of the kill, known as a legend-the greatest swordmaster of all time. For a political alliance, she is forced to marry Princess Orm from the North, a woman as beautiful and ethereal as the first snow. Lingling's mother gives her a simple out: if you don't like your wife, you may kill her and come back. But upon meeting her, Lingling is shocked to find herself-the kingdom's most powerful warrior-being treated like a fragile piece of glass by her stunningly devoted wife. Will an unexpected romance bloom, or will the Mad Dog eventually kill the beautiful woman who smothers her? A/N: This is an adaptation to a manhwa I have read few years ago that somehow I forgot the name of the manhwa but the concept stayed in my head. With that, the concept of this story is based on that manhwa though every chapter and plot that would come is based on my delulu. Happy Reading! SLOW UPDATES!! Reason: Hard to write HAHAHAHA

Orm, a clever and carefree college sophomore, breezes through school with minimal effort and plenty of charm. When she meets Ling for the first time-an ambitious grad student with a steady boyfriend and a life meticulously planned-Orm can't help but be drawn to her. Ling, who's always followed by the rules, finds herself signing up for the university's intramural tennis program to try something new. Orm, a former high school varsity tennis player, joins too-partly for the game, mostly to get closer to Ling. As they practice side by side, volleys turn into conversations, and rallies become something more. Their connection deepens, and the lines between friendship start to blur. But with Ling's carefully mapped-out future and their growing, complicated feelings, the question becomes-is this type of love really worth the risk? Will they be brave enough to face their uncertainties and see where this connection leads? *Mature scenes will have a 🎾 next to the chapter number as a warning. (This is a LingOrm fanfic-made with the sole purpose of entertainment and is not intended to be taken seriously in under any circumstance).

What happens when your terror professor is actually your... fiancé? Orm Kornnaphat Sethranapong, young, brilliant, and the most promising professor at one of the country's most prestigious universities. She's feared for her perfectionist standards, admired for her intelligence, and pursued by many of the brightest minds her age. She's untouchable. Unshakable. Unreachable. Or so everyone thinks. Because behind her strict façade lies a secret: She's bound by an arrangement no one must ever know-an arranged marriage to one of her own students. Lingling Kwong, a third-year college student, is the school's beloved gem-elegant, kind, and gifted with a voice that could melt anyone's heart. She's the complete opposite of Orm's cold and exacting nature. They're not supposed to look at each other a second too long. Not supposed to touch. Not supposed to want. But how long can they keep pretending when every lecture, every glance, every accidental brush of their hands feel like crossing the line? In a world where rules and reputations mean everything, how do you hide a bond that was never supposed to exist? And what happens when the line between duty and desire begins to blur-inside the classroom and beyond?

Lingling Kwong and Orm Kornnaphat are rivals. They've spent years trying to beat each other, outscore each other, and prove who the better striker is. The problem is, the closer the rivalry gets... the harder it becomes to pretend it's only about soccer.

In the glittering world of Formula 1, where every second matters and reputations are everything, Ferrari's rising star Lingling Kwong is untouchable-on the track and off. But when she meets sharp-tongued motorsport journalist Orm Kornnaphat during a high-stakes race weekend in Singapore, the lines between professional and personal begin to blur. Set against roaring engines, flashing cameras, and smoky jazz bars, "Lines We Shouldn't Cross" is a slow-burn romance crackling with tension, desire, and the dangerous thrill of wanting something-or someone-you shouldn't. Sometimes, the most unforgettable stories are the ones you never planned to write.

🎬 Vampire Queen (Ling) x Vampire Agent (Orm) Orm Kornnaphat is a vampire who chose to live among humans. Becoming a spy was something she had always dreamed of. An agent - that's what she is now. A professional agent who has played a key role in handling matters behind the scenes of the government. It was a pleasure for her to make those pests suffer. They deserved every bit of it. Her code name is Lady Meiling - a name that contrasts sharply with her sweet, smiling face, which hides the ruthless persona she becomes during missions. During a mission, Orm was accidentally shot - badly enough to send her tumbling off a cliff. When she regained consciousness, she found herself in a luxurious room filled with gleaming furniture. The servants addressed her as Her Majesty the Empress. It turned out that Orm had been rescued by a vampire queen - who, as fate would have it, was her mate. It was an incredibly frustrating stroke of bad luck for Orm - her mate just so happened to be a woman who already had ten wives. Ten! Absolutely insane. Orm's life became even more challenging after moving into the palace. Nearly all of the Queen's consorts and concubines wished for her death. The vampire queen's name was Lingling Kwong. She was born of a curse - one that left her with a unique condition: a female body, but male reproductive organs. How did Orm endure her days in the palace, when every step she took was laced with traps? Not just thorns - but countless other schemes carefully laid to make her feel unwelcome, even hunted. A skilled agent and powerful vampire, Orm was now challenged to remain graceful while surrounded by blades pointed at her from every direction. Could she survive it all? And what happens when she breaks her own vow - to never fall in love with her own wife? What is she supposed to do when the feelings are already there, quietly taking root in the shadows of her heart?