Yin Anan Wong, 29, is a CEO (with a secret background), a father, and apparently... a nanny-repellant. His 4-year-old daughter is a certified menace, and no nanny lasts longer than a week. War Wanarat, a broke college student, needs cash and takes the job-thinking it'll be easy. Until he meets the brat, her cold father, and everything gets complicated. Will War survive? Or will he be the first to stay? And what happens when the father starts noticing the sunshine in his daughter's new nanny?

Yin and War were never meant to get along. Yin, with his effortless charm and natural confidence, had always been the center of attention. He thrived in the chaos of social interactions, where everyone was a game to be won. War, on the other hand, was an enigma-quiet, reserved, and far more interested in his studies than in any kind of human connection. He avoided the spotlight, hiding behind his books and his walls. But when their worlds collide-Yin needing academic help and War desperately needing guidance in more intimate matters-an unexpected deal is struck. War will tutor Yin in his coursework, and Yin will teach War how to navigate the complex, messy world of adult relationships-everything War never learned, and perhaps even everything Yin has been trying to forget. What starts as a simple exchange soon becomes far more dangerous, as they begin to blur the lines between teaching and desire, control and surrender. The chemistry between them ignites in ways neither can control, turning their rivalry into something darker, more irresistible, and impossible to escape. Can two people so different, so locked in their own worlds, ever learn to trust each other enough to find what they both really need?

A spoiled brat, War Wanarat's father hired a bodyguard named Yin Anan Wong but it seems like war doesn't like the idea of a bodyguard. They may seem like enemies now but who knows maybe it may develop into something.... Else..

War was always the dutiful son and best younger brother ; he even put his family's needs over his , and he didn't complain about it not even once. One cold December night his sister comes back home to introduce her boyfriend to the family. But what a surprise when the one standing in war's living room is none other than the man who was is crush in high school; the man who used to plague all this thoughts and dirty dreams when he was a teenager ; the one who made him realized that he wasn't into girls. "my dirty little secret , is that what you are baby?"

War Wanarat, a dominant Omega and CEO of Meridian, never imagined his life would intersect with someone like Yin Anan a homeless Alpha playboy. From entirely different worlds, their connection begins to unfold in ways neither of them expected. Their relationship blossoms like a yellow rose. Involving them in a turmoil of happiness, joys, sadness, pain and Betrayal. Where the trust becomes an unknown answer. YINWAR, OMEGAVERSE (ABO), MPREG, BL

They say fame comes with a price. For War Wanarat, it's the anonymous stalker who knows everything about him. When the agency hires a new bodyguard-Yin Anan, cold, quiet, unreadable-War starts to feel safe again. But the biggest secret? The stalker was never far. He's been by War's side all along.

Yin a powerful CEO can charm anyone into being his bedmate. He is tall, cold, handsome, and most of all he is an Alpha. War is the owner of a photography studio. He is brave, cute, warm, and smart. He's an Omega What happens when the person that you have been looking for, for six years, suddenly reappears with a six-year-old little boy who looks just like him but has your eyes? Will Fate bring them together or will they forever be enemies? started:2/2/2025 ended: Edited: THIS IS MY STORY FIRST FANFIC

Vee and Mark. The two students have been friends for a long time, but a few drinks and a secret later, their friendship turnes into something different. Was it a good idea to cross that line ? 💮💮💮💮💮💮💮💮💮💮💮💮💮 This story contains Smut, curse words, violence.

📖Can best friends pretending to be lovers resist the real sparks flying between them? Or will the script write itself-and their hearts follow?