He died thinking he was unloved. He lived knowing he was too late.

Two years and nine months ago, William Jakrapatr Kaew and Est Supha were in love. William was once a cheerful, colorful young man who dreamed of choosing his own path instead of inheriting the throne of JKP Enterprises. Est was the person who encouraged him to follow his heart, just as he followed his own passion for music and art. Then, everything changed. An accident. A single breakup message. And a goodbye William never understood. Nearly three years later, William is no longer the boy Est remembers. He is now the cold, ruthless CEO of JKP Enterprises, a man who has buried every trace of the warmth he once carried. And Est? He walks back into William's world as his new personal assistant. William sees the person who, in his eyes, abandoned him when he needed him most. Every old wound turns into anger, every memory into resentment, and every encounter becomes another chance to remind Est that he hates him. But William doesn't know everything. He doesn't know what happened beyond that hospital door. He doesn't know why Est disappeared. And he certainly doesn't know about the little girl who calls Est Mama. Two people who once knew each other's hearts better than anyone are forced to work side by side, carrying completely different versions of the same past. William believes he was left behind. Est knows why he had to leave. But some goodbyes aren't what they seem. And sometimes, the truth doesn't disappear. It simply waits for the right moment to be heard. Because William never knew the goodbye he hated was never the goodbye Est wanted to give. It is a feel good story🙌

FOR THE LATEST CHAPTERS PLEASE VISIT megajivetranslations.wordpress.com A visually impaired fortune teller who had set up stall at the entrance of the alleyway once told me, "Your love life is destined to be tragically entangled with a man, and it will not come to a good end." My payment to him was a half-drank soda can stuffed into his hands. I walked away with an air of indignation. "Hey, you haven't paid!" His yelling was still audible from a few blocks away. Are you for real, you could not even tell if your customer is a man or a woman, what fortune can you possibly tell? Count yourself lucky I did not thrash your stall. Sitting here at the train station, with my cheeks swelling into the size of a pig's head, disheveled clothes, both hands empty, I recalled the words of the fortune teller. I regret not paying my dues and a bit more to him. It is a pity before today, I have been living the life of a fool. Not only did I not redeem myself from being involved with a man, I did not discern that I will never come to a good end........ ~ My story is dedicated to everyone who have entered my life, those who stayed and those who left. One of my favorite poet said: "There is a story, the one and only story that deserves to be told in its entirety." To me, this is exactly what I need to tell. ~

William is one of T-pop's brightest stars - adored by millions, flawless onstage, and endlessly smiling. But behind the fame, he's hiding a secret: a worsening condition that makes his body weaker day by day. He refuses to show his pain to the world. After all, idols aren't allowed to fade - they're expected to shine until the very end. Est is a young doctor who once believed he could save everyone - until the day he lost his first love on the operating table. Since then, he's kept his heart locked away, blaming himself, burying his grief in long shifts and quiet guilt. He no longer believes in healing - at least, not for himself. They meet by chance, under fading streetlights, when William collapses and Est rushes to his side. One saves with his hands. The other saves with his voice. But in the hour between sunset and night - In that quiet, aching twilight - They begin to save each other. A williamest fanfic Separate reality from fiction

"Hard times create strong men" this was what Siddharth's life was all about. Losing his parents at a mere age of 10 then surviving alone in this world was difficult for him but he handled it with a smile on his face. On the other side, "born with a silver spoon" Varun, was the only heir of Rathod's. Craves nothing but love. Was abused throughout his life by his own father. Is socially awkward and tries to be alone all the time. What happens when Siddharth comes in Varun's life as knight in shining armour?? How their lives will take 360° turn?? Peep in to know more;) A LGBT fanfiction. Comments and constructive criticism is welcomed.