"Rule number one: You don't leave the grounds. Rule number two: You always answer when I call. Rule number three: You belong to me." If Kaia (J) wasn't completely broke, she would've laughed in Giselle's (G) face and walked right back to the train station. But desperation makes you do stupid things, like staying in a freezing Gothic mansion with a boss who acts like a literal predator. Then the clock strikes midnight, and the rules don't mean shit. Locked doors can't stop what is crawling through the halls. When Kaia wakes up pinned to the mattress in pitch darkness, suffocating under a freezing, skeletal grip, she realizes the truth. She isn't an employee. She's a menu item. And as the fangs sink into her neck, she has to figure out how to survive the dark before there is nothing left of her to drain. [ Rated 18+ ]

Premsinee is an expert at control. In front of the cameras, she masters every tear and every smile. Away from them, she lives a carefully planned life: a flawless career and a stable engagement to a man who loves her. She's happy. Or at least, that's what the script says. Until Pat walks into her life. With a gaze that seems to strip a person down to their soul, she's not just the perfect co-star-she's the chaos Prem has spent her entire life avoiding. Cast as the leads in a sapphic romance, Prem finds herself trapped in a cruel paradox: her scene partner is the embodiment of everything she never knew she wanted. The problem? Prem has a ring on her finger, the perfect fiancé, and a wedding date already set. Stuck on a film set for three months, Prem discovers that the real danger isn't pretending to love someone. The real danger is realizing that, for the first time in her life, the only moment she isn't lying is when the director yells, "Action." How do you explain to your fiancé that the chemistry the whole world can't stop talking about isn't just good acting? For some people, love happens in an instant. For Prem and Pat, it happened on "Action." This is just a translation; the original fanfic is in Portuguese by the author @sympathyknife

Yep, JayGin not GinJay. This is a fanfic. She paid to be kidnapped for freedom. She accidentally hired a woman who had no idea what she was doing. Seven days later... neither of them wants to be rescued. Genre: Sapphic Romance • Romantic Comedy • Fake Dating / Forced Proximity • Light Drama (Family Trauma, Healing) • Action (Light Thriller Elements)

Jayna who is a florist met Ginny for the first time and felt in love but rather wait for it as she sets boundaries knowing Ginny is a married person. She knows Ginny is the victim of marriage abuse. One day, something happened, Ginny's husband is dead and Ginny came running to Jayna with blood on her hands. What happened? Who is Jayna at the same time hiding behind becoming a florist. How about their love? Let's go into their story and enjoy the writing :)

To the underworld, I'm Nyx - the nightmare they can't kill. But to Jayna, I'm just Ginny... her innocent roommate. She was sent to assassinate me. Instead, she became my roommate... and then my obsession. Jayna - the legendary Revenant - thinks she's the hunter. But every night she ---- me like I'm hers, and looks at me like I'm the only thing in her world. I should slit her throat while she sleeps. I should disappear. But I can't. Because she is the only person who's ever made me want to live. + AN UNHEALTHY AMOUNT OF FLUFF AND HUMOUR Involves mature content. Just a work of art.

The night the bank doors lock and the alarms blare, the room fills with dread and terror. Masks. Guns. Commands filling the room. No one dares to disobey. At the centre of it all stands Ginny, a thief who learned long ago that distance is safer than mercy. Among the many fearful hostages, Jay refuses to look away. Composed where hearts waver. Steady when the room begins to shrink. A quiet kind of courage that refuses to crack under the weight of vulgar threats and gunshots. Their worlds were never meant to touch. Yet in the quiet space between sirens and stolen seconds, the tension begins to shift. -- "You're not as heartless as you pose to be, Khun Velvet." Jay says softly while folding her arms. Ginny's grip around her gun tightens. "You don't know shit." Maybe she's right... or maybe it was the most dangerous lie ever told.

A GinJay fanfiction. Event stylist Ginny Nakamura lies at a reunion that she's engaged-only to name Jayna Stewart as her fiancée... the same woman she drunkenly kissed once and never called again. When Jayna agrees to play along for a week of family pressure, shared hotel rooms, fake PDA, and jealousy-fueled chaos, their lie spirals into something far more dangerous: real feelings neither of them planned for. GENRE :Sapphic Romantic Comedy • Fake Relationship • Forced Proximity • Chaotic Drama • Slow Burn with Spicy Tension

Ginny arrived at Bangkok's most prestigious university to carve a path for herself toward a different life, to move away from thinking about how to make money and into a world of complete carefreeness. But she didn't expect the journey to be so hard-fitting in among rich and spoiled kids. Ginny immediately draws attention as she navigates the university, and especially catches the eye of Jayna. Between Wealth and Love, can one truly exist without letting it overshadow the other? *This story is purely fictional. Enjoy.*

Araya Limsuwan was born into rich family. But when her father's empire began to fall, she became the collateral. To save her family's name, she's to be engaged to Adrian Harrington, heir to a billion-dollar expansion dynasty. He didn't want a wife. He wanted control. Every correction is quiet. Every humiliation on point. "You don't need opinions," he told her. "You need to represent as my spouse." She was prepared to survive him, but she wasn't prepared for his sister. Elena Harrington is patient, smart, and gentle. Her gaze haunted Araya. Where Adrian diminished her, Elena lifted her. And somewhere between locked doors and whispered reassurances, Araya fell in love with the wrong sibling. The Wrong Siblings Engaged to the heir. In love with his sister.