For over a thousand years, the Kwong family has been bound by love, betrayal, ancient curses, and fragile reconciliations. Immortal and ever-changing, they have worn countless identities, weathered endless conflicts, and embraced the chaos that defines them. Yet, through every lifetime, one truth remains-they are still a family. In this new story, Lingling, Orm, Namtan, Milk, and Praewa navigate the modern world, balancing immortality with the mundane struggles of daily life. But as the past refuses to stay buried, and old wounds resurface, the Kwongs must once again fight to hold their family together-before time finally catches up with them.

Ling never expected her life to change overnight-not like this. Left alone and pregnant after her husband's sudden death, she finds herself slowly entangled with the last person she thought she'd lean on: Orm, her late husband's distant, emotionally guarded younger sister. What started as an arrangement begins to shift into something neither of them can name. Can love grow from something that was never meant to begin? OrmLing

Lingorm omegaverse, Ling is gp, if not your vibe carry on. Trying to draw this one out a bit lol before getting to the smut. Hope you enjoy.

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Orm stumbles into Ms.Kwong world bringing a box of tofu. Ling surprised by someone treating her normally is intrigued. But can Ling protect her from her enemies and let love blossom without harm?

Lingling Sirilak Kwong was raised with silence in her veins. She doesn't shout. She doesn't ask. Her hands do the speaking-steady, exact, dangerous in a way that doesn't need to warn you twice. She leads with the kind of power that doesn't seek permission. Her world is sharp-edged and quiet, and she's made peace with being alone in it. Orm Kornnaphat Sethratanapong lives differently-under fluorescent lights, in rooms that smell like antiseptic and the weight of responsibility. Everything about her is clean, practiced, still. Her voice is soft, but her spine never bends. People depend on her. She lets them. Because she doesn't know what it's like to be chosen instead of needed. They met under bad lighting and worse timing. A parking lot. A crude comment. Four men. And one voice that cut the night open: "She told you to move." It should've ended there. A nod. A thank you. A walk away. But Orm didn't walk. And Lingling didn't let her. Now there's a thread pulled too tight between them. Sheets. Bruises. Breathless silence. A thousand things said with hands instead of mouths. Lingling touches Orm like she's already hers. Orm lets her in like she doesn't know how to say no. It's not love. Not yet. But something hangs in the space they keep trying not to name. It lingers on the tip of the tongue, right where pretending and staying start to blur. --- --- G!P Lingling

Orm Sethratanapong-spoiled, sassy, and utterly unapologetic-finds herself at the center of a public scandal after an outrageous, champagne-fueled catfight at a rooftop bar. To contain the damage, her family hires Bangkok's top lawyer, Lingling Kwong-a cold, razor-sharp professional who just wants to clean up the mess and move on. But what happens when the fixer becomes the problem? Just a heads up! This story might include some steamy moments or mature themes (👹). Nothing too wild, but read at your own discretion!

She built an empire from nothing. She was born into everything. One night ties them together. Lust turns into obsession. Love becomes the most dangerous game of all. Secrets unravel. Enemies close in. And when the past strikes back, they'll learn- some bonds were never meant to be broken.