When Sky Wongravee - a bright, charming paramedic with a soft heart and sharp instincts - crosses paths with Nani Hirunkit Changkham, the cold heir of a corporate empire and underground dynasty, their worlds collide in ways neither can walk away from. Sky doesn't know his face is a mirror of the man Nani lost - a man Nani never dared to love until it was too late. Haunted by guilt, power, and the shadow of betrayal, Nani tries to keep Sky out of his life... and fails. But the deeper Sky is drawn into Nani's world, the clearer the danger becomes - because to protect him, Nani must confront the ghost of the past, the enemy in the present, and a slow-burning connection that threatens to unravel everything he's built. A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers tale of grief, power, and two souls bound by fate and fractured memory.

🕵️‍♂️ One murder. One trafficking ring. One baby. Two captains who can't stand each other... Forced to share a squad room. Forced to share a suspect. And soon-forced to share a life. "Stop breathing so loud." "I'm literally keeping you from stepping on blood evidence." "Then do it silently." They were trained to handle criminals, not cribs. But fate-and one very opinionated toddler-has other plans. A slow-burn, enemies-to-reluctant-co-guardians BL you didn't know you needed. 🍼🧃🔫

Three years after Sky's death, Nani lives quietly with Leon, carrying grief like a shadow he never lets others see. But fate intervenes when Leon's innocent birthday wish brings them face-to-face with Niran - a man who looks exactly like Sky, yet carries himself with warmth, charm, and patience all his own. What begins as a reluctant bond soon unfolds into a journey of healing, love, and second chances. This is not a story about forgetting the past, but about finding the courage to embrace a new future.

He chased his dream. Someone else waited. As Shin rises to fame as a national footballer, Saint stays quietly by his side - best friend, caretaker, silent supporter. Until one night, Shin forgets he was waiting. A post-graduation HSF series, about love without labels, distance without goodbyes, and the regret that comes when it's already too late.

"I said. I think I'm in love with Nani." The silence is deafening. Tay, Fourth, Aou and First all wearing identical looks of disbelief on their faces, blinking at him like he's just said the dumbest thing they've ever heard. He basically had. "Well shit, Sky, we've been telling you that for a year now." ~ In which Sky realises he is in-fact in love with his best friend Nani. ⚠️This story contains smut and mature adult themes⚠️ ❗Please only proceed if you are comfortable with this content❗ This story is entirely written for entertainment and fanfiction purposes only. Any resemblance to real people, places, or events is purely coincidental and not intended to reflect in real life.

In the cutthroat world of the nateetorn dynasty, reputation is worth more than blood. Sky wongravee nateetorn, the "Perfect Heir," is a man of cold precision and iron control-until he encounters Nani, a broken young waiter with a haunted gaze and a past the Nateetorns worked to bury. ​ When Sky discovers that his own family framed Nani for a crime that destroyed his life, his gilded world shatters. Forced to choose between his billion-dollar legacy and the boy who has finally awakened his heart, Sky shifts from a gentleman to a predator. He isn't just out to save Nani; he's out for revenge.

Detective Sky Wongravee doesn't lie. He never needed to. His words are sharp-merciless. They don't comfort. They don't forgive. They break people open... and somehow, they save them. That's what made him famous. That's what made him feared. But when the greatest mafia Tsunami sets its sights on him, they threaten to uncover the one truth he's buried deeper than any crime he's solved- the truth about the man he used to be. Only one person ever saw that version of Sky. Once, that man was Sky's world. Now, they're nothing. For ten years, they've lived as strangers- two ghosts haunting each other's memories. Yet when the past returns, old wounds reopen like they never healed. Loyalty fractures. Love festers. And beneath all the coldness and cruelty, the truth waits- patient, pitiful, and impossible to kill. Imina SKYNANI💜🩷 ENJOY‼️ And feel free to comment or vote❗️💬💛