Historias de Beckysangels

The city fears Freen-a ruthless CEO and a mafia queen who never hesitates, never forgives, and never loses. At least, that's what the world believes. Because behind closed doors, the most powerful woman in the city becomes someone else entirely... someone soft, clingy, and completely under the control of her wife, Becky. But love in a world built on power is never safe. When Freen's enemies discover her only weakness, the line between love and danger begins to blur-and for the first time, Freen is forced to choose: Her empire... or the one person who owns her heart.

10 years after Sam's annulment with Kirk, giving birth to KhongKwan and her marriage with Mon. How does Khongkwan's mother's past controversy will affect Khongkwan's relationship with her childhood bestfriend Fon. A story about, friendship, love and family.

OneShot FBAU

In a modern world where adults barely understand her, Freen has to face some new feelings about herself and her bully, Becca. Adaptation of the novel "100 days to fall in love".

On July 29th, there will be a meteor shower... Will you still want to make a wish? ✨

Freen : You know, neither of us has had a 'real kiss' yet. Can this one be the real one? Becca : Yes. Becca : The article says we should start slow and when we feel ready to, you know... tongue, I guess. It said that we should just go with the flow and not worry too much. Do what feels good.

G!P Freen Sarocha had to hide in a private school to save her kingdom. While doing so she meets Rebecca Armstrong who she will either find annoying or learn to love. let's dig into the story to find out! *NOTE: THIS STORY ISN'T MINE I JUST CONVERTED IT INTO FREEN-BECK. CREDITS TO THE RIGHTFUL AUTHOR*

Title: Seek Me in the Morning Star Genre: Romance, Comedy, Supernatural Drama Setting: Thailand (urban & suburban with lush garden scenes) Ploy (lawyer) and Namwan (landscape architect) meet at university. Their love story begins with banter, shared dreams, and a bond rooted in laughter and intellect. They marry in a quiet seaside ceremony. Ploy is strong and analytical, while Namwan is creative and intuitive. Before Ploy's death, they'd planned for a child using IVF. Eggs were harvested and stored. Here, the story begins...

One shot stories about Freen and Becky. Pure fiction and imagination.

"We almost knew what love was but almost is never enough"

Maybe the new girl can be better... or maybe not, but anyways this is not so bad.

Freen's life took an unexpected turn when she became embroiled in a scandalous video, prompting her fiancé Heng to send her far from the city's harsh scrutiny. Venturing back to her childhood home for solace, she soon found her past intertwining with her present. Collaboration with ashdmg ❤️

The truth may hurt, but lies and secrets will destroy everything you have worked for in a relationship.

Freenbecky's one-shot stories, all in one compilation. Author's note: Bear with some typos and grammar. :) Delulu at your own risk ;)

Introduce the protagonist (e.g., Lalin, a Thai woman in her late 30s). Her late partner, Phawinee, died of cancer years ago. Lalin hasn't been able to fully move on. She visits places they loved, especially a quiet old coffee shop near Chiang Mai where they used to sit and talk. She writes letters to Phawinee in a notebook she carries. Will Lalin be able to move on & love again?

James Bond mixed with Robin Hood storyline featuring Freen and Becky and many other beloved characters. FINISHED

Becky Armstrong never believed in love at first sight-until the day Freen Sarocha walked into the film set, hair tied up messily, holding her coffee like it was the only thing keeping her alive. Beck had seen beautiful people before. She'd worked with beautiful people before. But Freen was something else-effortless, like she didn't even know she was the reason the sun decided to rise. At first, Beck tried to play it cool. On set, she cracked her usual jokes, teased the crew, and acted like she didn't notice Freen glancing at her between takes. But in truth, every time Freen smiled at her, Beck's heart did a little somersault, the kind she hadn't felt since high school crushes and stolen glances across cafeteria tables. One afternoon, during a break, Beck found herself sitting on the steps outside the studio. She was scrolling her phone when Freen dropped down beside her. "You always hide out here," Freen said softly, her knee brushing Beck's. Beck smirked. "I could say the same about you." Freen tilted her head, eyes sparkling. "Maybe I'm just waiting for the right person to find me." And just like that, Beck was gone. Completely, hopelessly gone.

"I do have a job!!!" she wailed, clutching her chest as if narrating a tragic documentary. "But I have no salary."