Lingling has spent most her life loving from the shadows, her heart tethered to Orm-a brilliant, untouchable sun she can never call her own. Orm, her best friend and the center of her universe, remains blissfully unaware of Lingling's quiet devotion, entangled in romances that leave Lingling to pick up the pieces. As love and loyalty collide, Lingling must navigate the fragile boundaries of friendship, desire, and self-worth. Can she find the strength to let go of a love that's breaking her, or will she remain forever in orbit, chasing a dream that was never hers to hold?

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It was supposed to be simple: a contract, a couple of eggs, and zero emotional entanglements. Orm never planned to fall for Lingling Kwong-the effortlessly elegant, frustratingly absent billionaire who became her wife on paper and disappeared before their daughters was born. Seven years later, Orm's world flips when her daughter's kindergarten meltdown reveals a shocking twist: Milk has a twin. And their other mommy? Lingling. Back. Gorgeous as ever. And dead set on being a mother-and a wife-again. As Lingling reenters their lives with ice cream, swing-set diplomacy, and an infuriating smile, Orm is forced to relive the heartbreak of their tangled past. But Lingling's not giving up-not on her daughters, and not on Orm. Because this time, she isn't offering a contract. She's offering forever.

Three years into a marriage arranged out of duty, Lingling continues to love Orm quietly, folding her affection into gentle acts of care. Orm, still chained to the memory of a past love, remains emotionally distant, treating Ling's devotion as background noise. Ling hides her longing behind silence, believing that patience might one day melt the ice between them. But when Orm returns home late one night, reeking of perfume that isn't hers, the truth Ling has refused to face begins to crumble her from the inside.

Lingling Kwong is an infamous heart surgeon - dominant, flirtatious, and used to getting exactly what she wants. But the new dermatologist at the hospital, Orm Sethratanapong, doesn't fall for her charm, apparently. Disclaimer: This is nothing serious-just a story I started plotting during one of my many visits to the ER. I write it during my train rides to work, mostly to pass time and pretend I'm being productive (when I am not asleep, of course). Please adjust expectations accordingly 🫡🚆💉

A sharp-tongued journalism student with too many opinions. A crown princess trained to keep hers hidden. When Orm Kornnaphat and Lingling Sirilak cross paths in a literature class, their oposing worlds ignite: One challenges power, the other was born into it. And neither of them is willing to back down.

Thailand's youngest Prime Minister, Lingling, has dedicated her life to politics, leaving no room for distractions. But a night in Paris with the world's most sought-after supermodel, Orm, threatens to unravel everything she's built.

It started with a bet. A game between Lieutenant Kwong and Detective Orm, a young heiress who walked away from her life of luxury to join the police and hunt the psychopath behind her parents' mysterious death. Kwong has no time for love or for a reckless junior who keeps breaking down her walls. But every wish from Orm slowly blurs the line between partner and something more. Case after case pulls them closer, until Orm's last wish comes... and it's the one promise Lieutenant Kwong may not be able to keep after all. Trigger Warning: This story contains G!P Ling, explicit descriptions of blood, violence, murder scenes, and psychological trauma that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised.

A pop star adrift in silence finds herself undone by a book that bleeds with longing. Drawn to the elusive author behind it, she reaches out and what begins as quiet collaboration deepens into something intimate, slow-burning, and impossibly tender.

This is the sequel of Home. Please read it before reading this story. Credit goes to nefrofer on aff