Four sisters. Four different lives. One house full of unfinished feelings. [ Faye - Engfa - Lingling - Freen] Faye Peraya - the eldest - is a cold, untouchable celebrity CEO who seems to have everything under control... except her family. Engfa Waraha - the sharp-tongued surgeon - smiles sweetly but still carries the quiet resentment of the responsibilities she was forced to shoulder. Lingling Kwong - the calm and understanding attorney - does her best to keep the peace, even when the cracks between her sisters grow louder. And Freen Sarocha - the stubborn youngest - is still lost, still searching, and secretly terrified of being the only one left behind. When life keeps dragging them back to their mother's house, old wounds reopen, tempers explode, and chaos becomes the family's love language. Because in this family... success doesn't erase resentment, silence doesn't mean peace, and no matter how far they run- they will always find their way back to each other. A chaotic, heartfelt GL family drama about sisterhood, pride, healing, and the messy kind of love that refuses to break. Written by lexusbaii

I've read over 100 GxG books and these are honestly the best I've ever read. I am not lying you guys need to read these if you haven't yet. You can also find these stories in my reading list "SO GOOD." I will update if I read more really good ones and open to recommendations! All credit of the stories go to their respective authors.

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June Nannirin was born with golden spoon, she was shaped from birth to be the only heiress of Nan's Motor Co. She was sharp, precise, and excellent in almost everything, her life was pretty much expected to be run smoothly, before she met Enjoy Thidarat, a simple yet unexpected technician on her company.

[ON-GOING] Professor Maxine Montclair, a professor known for her cold discipline, precise control, and unforgiving academic standards that leave no room for error, crosses paths with her new student. Will she ever recognize her?

Disclaimer this story is pure imagination the characters etc.. enjoy reading readers! 📝 Genre: Romance | Drama | Action | Slow Burn | Enemies to Lovers (light) | Queer Representation ⸻ 🎭 Main Characters: Aiah (The Heiress) • Full Name: Aiah Del Rosario • Age: 22 • Personality: Rebellious, witty, confident but emotionally guarded • Background: The only daughter of a business tycoon. Used to getting her way, but secretly longs for genuine connection and freedom from her "perfect" life. • Key Arc: Learns strength isn't just defiance-it's vulnerability too. Mikha (The Bodyguard) • Full Name: Mikha Lim • Age: 25 • Personality: Stoic, fiercely loyal, disciplined, a woman of few words • Background: A former military cadet turned private security expert. Comes from a modest background and carries a past she doesn't talk about. • Key Arc: Learns to let her walls down and allow herself to love, even if it risks everything. ⸻ 🌪️ Plot Overview: Aiah is spiraling-partying, rebelling, and resisting her father's every command. As a last resort, he hires Mikha, a top-tier bodyguard, to protect her. But Mikha isn't just there to shield Aiah from threats-she's tasked with shaping her into someone "worthy" of inheriting the empire. What starts as an antagonistic arrangement slowly evolves: • Late-night training turns into deep conversations • Snide remarks soften into teasing affection • And somewhere along the way, Aiah starts to care too much... and so does Mikha. But love isn't safe. Especially when secrets, expectations, and danger are closing in.

Viv (Lena) grew up in a prominent family, raised to be poised, composed, and sensible. Everything in her life was neatly laid out: university, connections, a promising career at her own bridal boutique. She was set to marry Ben (Alek), the son of her parents' longtime friends. A good man. The kind of man no one could find a reason to say no to. They fit. Or at least, they looked like they did. And then came Mira (Miu). They were worlds apart. Different generations, different ways of talking, different ways of falling in love. Mira arrived like a small storm; stubborn, blunt, and impossibly charming. She didn't ask to be part of Viv's life, but it was in that unexpectedness that Viv found something she hadn't realized was missing: curiosity, a sense of being alive. And, more confusing than anything, a desire that didn't play by the rules she thought she understood.

DISCLAIMER This story is purely fictional. It has no connection to real-life events, individuals, or entities, whether living or deceased. Any similarities are purely coincidental and unintentional. Ling Ling Kwong & Orm Kornnaphat, of course, are lovely girls and not as the characters mentioned in this fanfiction. Remember, this is a fanfiction! Enjoy! **All photos are credited to their respective owners. Prologue The first time Ling met Orm, she was six years old, hiding behind her mother's leg at a bustling café filled with the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee. It was her parents' favorite place, though she never paid much attention to it-until that day. Orm, a little girl in an oversized apron, stood on her tiptoes behind the counter, stacking sugar packets with intense focus. She looked up, locking eyes with Ling, and grinned. "You wanna help?" Orm had asked, holding out a packet. Ling hesitated. She had never been invited to do something so ordinary before. But the warmth in Orm's voice was different from the polished, rehearsed greetings she was used to. From that moment on, Ling and Orm were inseparable. Their differences never seemed to matter. Ling, with her designer dresses and chauffeur-driven rides, and Orm, in her simple clothes, always smelling faintly of coffee beans and warm pastries. They built their own world within the walls of that small café, sharing secrets, dreams, and laughter. But some things were never said out loud. Orm never told Ling that her heart raced whenever Ling smiled at her. Or that she memorized every little habit-the way Ling twirled her straw in iced coffee, or how she tapped her nails against the table when she was deep in thought. And Ling? She was blissfully unaware, believing that nothing between them would ever change. Until the day she fell in love with someone else.

Eleanor Vance owns the city, the cars, and the very university she teaches at. She's cold, dominant, and has no room for distractions. Until Maya Collins walks into her lecture. Maya is shy, curious, and struggling with a body that feels like a traitor. She's a submissive soul hiding a wicked streak, and she can't stop staring at the woman at the front of the room. The syllabus says they're Professor and Student. Eleanor's gaze says Maya is hers. Leanining in close enough for Maya to smell her expensive perfume, Eleanor whispers: "In this room, I don't give grades, Miss Collins. I give orders. And next time youstare at my ass, at least try to hide it." Then, the Ice Queen winks.