A Compilation of Every Reader's Request, Written with Heart. This link is Part 1. When it reach the 15th story, I'll make a new link for part 2. _______________ Hi my lovely readers. If you've got any wild or sweet or anything of LMSY fanfic ideas swirling in your mind, don't keep them to yourself-share them with me! You can DM me on Wattpad, X, or TikTok. Who knows? I'll probably end up writing it. Let's make this fandom even more fun together, my delulu besties!

She only came for free cake. She left with a wedding ring-and a CEO wife. Broke and desperate for dessert, Enjoy Pruethong crashes a glittering Bangkok wedding... only for the groom to bolt and the bride-ruthlessly gorgeous CEO June Nannirin-to grab the nearest stranger's hand. One panicked vow later, Enjoy is suddenly the city's most talked-about "Mrs. CEO." Behind the tabloid headlines, June hides a heart still scarred by betrayal, while Enjoy refuses to be anyone's convenient stand-in. What begins as a fake marriage deal sparks a dangerous chemistry-one that lingers in stolen glances, midnight silences, and almost-kisses. But when June's manipulative ex resurfaces and old wounds reopen, pride and fear threaten to break what neither of them meant to start. To find the love they never planned on, June and Enjoy will have to risk the very thing they've both been guarding: their hearts.

True beauty happens when two worlds collide and become one...

"They were enemies long before the altar. But vows have no exit, and hatred has its own way of burning into love." ---------- Sonya Saranphat was never supposed to be anyone's bride-least of all to Lookmhee Punyapat, the bold, domineering heiress she's sulked against since childhood. Forced into a marriage for power and family reputation, Sonya enters with pouts and tantrums, while Lookmhee plays her role with confidence, charm, and an infuriatingly smug smile. What begins as a love-hate standoff soon twists into something dangerous. Every sulk Sonya throws only fuels Lookmhee's obsession. Every taunt Lookmhee whispers makes Sonya's heart betray her. They trade fights, stolen glances, bruising kisses, and aching denials-until betrayal shatters them and desire drags them back together. From reluctant vows to runaway heartbreak, from enemies to lovers-they will learn that some marriages aren't built on choice... but on the fire they can no longer extinguish. Expect: - Arranged marriage ✔️ - Bold, teasing, dominant wife x sulky, childish, bratty wife ✔️ - Slow-burn tension that bleeds angst and desire ✔️ - Enemies to lovers with dangerous kisses ✔️ - Tender domestic ending + bonus sulky epilogue ✔️

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello readers! Given recent industry announcements, I want to be unequivocal: this is a fictional story. The "Jen" and "Lisa" or many Others Name in this tale are characters I've created for a narrative. They are not representations of the real-life idols. This is written for entertainment within the fan community. Thank you for understanding! Now, onto the story... They called her the Ice Queen. Jennie Kim, the modern-day heiress of Korea's largest conglomerate, was untouchable. Beautiful, brilliant, and merciless - she was the woman who could bring empires to their knees with a single signature. But behind her perfect smile and designer suits was a fortress of steel walls, built to survive a world that had tried to destroy her too many times. No one dared to cross her. No one, except the shy, stammering girl who accidentally spilled coffee on her million-dollar contract. Lisa Manoban never expected to land a job as Jennie's personal assistant. She wasn't polished. She wasn't bold. She wasn't the type to stand out - and that was exactly why Jennie chose her. But when a scandal threatens Jennie's reputation and powerful enemies circle like wolves, Jennie does the unthinkable.

Perfect heart surgeon Dr. Premsini is about to get married, but Pat, a beautiful villain actress, ruins the wedding when her nice groom gets Pat's close friend pregnant. This situation makes Dr. Prem dislike Pat, but little does she know that the sweet person she shared a stolen kiss with at her bachelorette party was none other than Pat. As for Pat, she fell for Dr. Prem at first sight and is trying everything to gain Dr. Prem's interest.

She was supposed to protect her. Not fall for her. London Smith doesn't do feelings. As one of the most elite bodyguards in the industry, she's built her career on ice-cold professionalism and unshakeable control. After a protection detail went horribly wrong three years ago, she vowed never to let emotions compromise her work again. Then came one night. One bar. One dare. Moscow Taylor, a global pop star. The media darling. A daughter of a powerful mogul. She approaches London on a dare from her friends. What should have been a forgettable encounter becomes a kiss that London can't forget, no matter how hard she tries. When Moscow shows up at London's security agency weeks later and recognizes her as the mysterious woman from the bar, she makes an impulsive choice: she wants London as her bodyguard. London refuses immediately, as celebrities are a liability, and Moscow is trouble in a designer dress. But Moscow has a proposition: become her bodyguard, and they can continue what they started that night. One act of childhood kindness. One night of passion. One dangerous obsession. As threats escalate and secrets unravel, London must face the truth: her feelings for Moscow go deeper and darker than she ever imagined. Now Moscow must decide: can you build something healthy from something that started so broken? Can you love someone whose devotion borders on dangerous? And can two people who've spent their lives performing finally learn to be real with each other?

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Jennie Kim was meant to inherit an empire. But her grandmother gave her an ultimatum: No driver. No company. She agreed, thinking it was just another restriction. She was wrong. Because the driver assigned to her was Lisa Manoban. The girl who once loved her. The girl who vanished before graduation. The girl who was supposed to be at the top of her class... and never made it. Now Lisa stands beside her, eyes lowered, calling her Miss Jennie, pretending she doesn't still orbit around her. But Jennie remembers. The devotion. The way Lisa looked at her like she was everything. And this time, Lisa isn't chasing her anymore. Lisa never asked Jennie Kim to love her, She only learned how to survive loving her.

In a world where power is everything, Becky Rebecca Patricia Armstrong commands it without a second thought. At twenty-one, she owns her university like a queen, her every move a calculated choice. Beautiful, untouchable, ruthless - she wields her family's name like a weapon. Love is weakness. Control is survival. Freen Sarocha Chankimha is the opposite of everything Becky desires. Quiet, obedient, and hidden in the shadows of the classroom, she wears her scars like whispers. A student like Becky, but nothing like Becky. She is everything Becky should fear - fragile, yet unbroken in ways that go unnoticed. When an arranged marriage threatens her world, Becky decides to take control in a way only she knows how - by choosing Freen. Not for love, but for power. For control. What begins as a game of dominance becomes something darker, more dangerous, and far more personal. But Freen carries a name that cuts deeper than Becky ever expected. A name that has haunted her for twelve years. In this twisted dance between obsession and destruction, Becky must decide: can she control the past, or will the past control her? This is not a story of love. It's a story of power, of possession, of what happens when control is the only thing left. Ctrl+Me - Where every command leaves a scar. --- Freen G!p ---