Oat Tharathon, head of Black Lotus's Intelligence Division, prides himself on knowing everything-except information about romance. His life was smooth sailing until one persistent pain in the ass arrived and tries to hack his system. When he traces the breach, the culprit is exactly who he suspected: Mr. Luangsodsai, the infuriating Executive Division Vice Head who has no business messing with his security. Unless, He needs something-like important information. Determined to uncover the truth, Oat starts digging deeper, only to realize his life is a Pandora's box of secrets. Meanwhile, Ngern finds Oat's angry face oddly... fascinating. In a world where information is power, will Oat unravel the mystery, or will he just end up losing his mind (and maybe his heart) to the most annoying man in Black Lotus?

"I don't care about his wife. We like each other, a lot. And I always get what I want." Jeon Jungkook seems to have everything he could've wished for: the successful cardiologist was married to the love of his life and had a beautiful, 4 year old daughter. But then he meets Park Jimin, a famous supermodel, who doesn't hide his interest for the handsome doctor. "I've always done what other people expected me to do. Let me be selfish for once." When feelings get involved, things turn messy. As they find comfort in each other's misery, ugly secrets are revealed, endangering the things in life they seem to value the most. "You're brave, Jungkook. Or maybe you're just a fool." And while they strive for perfection, no price seems too high for what they believe to be the true euphoria. "You don't love me" "I don't. I'll never love you." Song: Inspired by PLAZA - All Mine -> My first book, so enjoy

A collection of SOTUS one shots. Different story per chapter. -- Credits to the amazing Bittersweet for the book The characters are not mine.

you can also watch it!! new characters from season 1 and more sweetness. Wayo and phana Ming and Kit Forth and beam

Wayo is a boy who has been helplessly in love with his high school senior Phana, however after he got rejected in a humiliating matter Wayo changed from who he used to be. Will he be able to change Pha's mind and make him accept Yo into his heart? I DO NOT own the characters, all characters in this story belong to the original 2moons novel author chiffon_cake. All credit of the used pictures/gifs go to their rightful owner(s).

Ter walk into his best friend's house, planning on surprising him. He starts walking upstairs to his bedroom when he feels arms around his waist picking him up and holding him to a chest. He turns around and sees his bestie brother. Both of them stay like that for a moment. then suddenly Ter ran out.

Four billionaire heirs. Forty candidates. One live-streamed matchmaking competition-because obviously, love should be handled like a corporate merger. Johan, Arthit, Hill, and Tonfah never signed up for The Matchmaking Love Draft, but their meddling family insists: choose a partner or Grandpa picks one for you. Meanwhile, broke college students North, Easter, Typhoon, and Daotok accidentally save a very drunk, very rich auntie-only to wake up as unwilling contestants. Now, it's billionaires vs. chaos, with cutthroat rivals, ridiculous challenges, and an overenthusiastic grandma already knitting wedding sweaters in multiple sizes-just in case. Love? Maybe. Sanity? Long gone. And worst of all-they can't escape. _________________________________________________________________ So... here we go again. My second story. Apparently, my obsession with the Fourever You cast is so strong that even finishing an entire my very first story wasn't enough to satisfy it. Nope. My brain said, One more. Just one more. And here we are. All character names are lovingly borrowed from the Fourever You cast, but the chaos? 100% my own creation. Buckle up. Let's enjoy this second round of madness together!

HillTer JohanNorth TonfahTyphoon ArthitDao TigerNao

Why do stories always seem to end the moment the main character confesses their love? The real story is in actually living the relationship. So here's my favorite show: now that all the characters are officially a couple, their ups and downs, fights, and twists start a whole new chapter. There's possessive love, honest love, and friendships that mean everything. The confession was just the beginning-the real ride starts now.

North, Ter, Phoon, and Dao are four boys stitched together by shared pain-broken homes, emotional scars, and the quiet understanding that no one was coming to save them. Fresh out of high school and desperate for freedom, they run south, chasing distance from their pasts and a paycheck big enough to buy them a future. Their refuge? A luxurious golf-and-beach resort where survival comes in the form of tips, overtime, and biting sarcasm. Enter the Dragon Heirs. Johan, Hill, Arthit, and Tonfah-infamous, obscenely rich, and untouchable. The heirs to the country's most powerful empire are worshipped and feared in equal measure. Resort staff whisper about them like urban legends: rude, ruthless, and dangerously cruel. Everyone avoids them. Everyone-except four broke, traumatized boys who desperately need tuition money. Unlike the rest, North and his friends couldn't care less about family empires or terrifying reputations. To them, the Dragon Heirs aren't monsters-they're walking ATMs. Whether it's enduring verbal abuse as caddies, driving them around like unpaid therapists, serving drinks while being flirted with and insulted in the same breath, or simply standing there looking pretty enough to earn a tip, they take it all with a forced smile and a sharp tongue. Fear doesn't pay for college-but sarcasm might. When a runaway, problematic gang collides with four spoiled, power-drunk young masters, chaos is inevitable. Insults turn into banter. Power plays turn into lingering looks. Somewhere between arguments, accidental confessions, and very inappropriate tension, something dangerous starts to bloom. Is it just chaos? Or is it romance-loud, messy, ridiculous romance-threatening to ruin all of them in the best way possible?