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Sam and Mon were never suppose to end together in any way let alone as married couple. Find out how Sam and Mon became each other's beautiful destiny.

Freen receives a mysterious message: "You think you know who to trust... but shadows lie closer than you imagine." Becky appears unexpectedly, but her motives are unclear. Old memories, hidden agendas, and sudden threats leave Freen confused-and the reader on edge.

Freenbeck AU

A FreenBecky AU Rebecca Armstrong has her life planned perfectly. At 24, she's set to marry Nop, a wealthy businessman her family approves of, and take her place in Bangkok's high society. Everything is arranged, appropriate, and... suffocating. A pre-engagement trip to Chiang Mai was supposed to be a brief cultural retreat with her brother Heng. Instead, a booking mix-up lands Becky at a bohemian guesthouse run by the free-spirited Amara, where she meets Freen Sarocha Chakminka-a passionate photographer who sees the world through a lens Becky never knew existed. Their rooms share a balcony. Their views of life couldn't be more different. But as Chiang Mai's golden sunsets paint the sky, Becky begins to see something she's never allowed herself to see before: a life lived authentically, passionately, truthfully. When Becky returns to Bangkok and her carefully constructed future, she tries to forget the woman who made her feel truly alive. But some connections can't be ignored. Some views can't be unseen. And some choices demand to be made-no matter the cost. In a world where duty and desire collide, Becky must decide: Will she choose the life that's expected of her, or the view that takes her breath away? A slow-burn GL romance inspired by E.M. Forster's classic, featuring art, angst, and the courage to choose love over convention. ⚠️ Contains: Mature themes, angst, comphet struggles, eventual intimate scenes

Falling in love into someone who would inevitable be leaving you. Would you gamble your feelings or would you move forward? Which would you choose?

FreenBecky AU that revolves around their lives as actors. Real life instances used as inspiration to the story. Nevertheless, this is pure fiction. - Just a work of a shipper's imagination. - First FreenBecky story - English is not my first language - Be nice? 😊

there's a one doctor that always succeed her operations and in the other hand there was a model that make guys fall in love with her but she only thinks about her career.

A Freen Becky Vampire story :)

"Do Princes and Princesses still exist?" That was the question that Katelyn (Freen) wanted to answer as she set about doing her research paper. She had no idea, however, that she would get caught up in it. Princes, Princesses, Royal Family. A Princess Charming? Well, if you think this will be like one of those fairytale stories you know, you're wrong. It's more than that.

# With Love (ด้วยรัก) ## PROLOGUE They say love makes you do crazy things. They're wrong. Love doesn't make you steal someone's identity. Love doesn't make you manipulate, deceive, and gaslight the person you claim to adore. Love doesn't make you track their every movement, isolate them from friends, or rewrite reality until they question their own sanity. Obsession does that. But I didn't know the difference. Not until it was too late. My name is Freen Sarocha Chankimha, and I destroyed the only person I've ever loved by pretending to be someone else. I stole a stranger's face, her history, her heroic moment-all to make Rebecca Armstrong fall in love with me. And it worked. She loved me. God, she loved me so completely, so beautifully. Every kiss, every whispered confession, every time she looked at me like I hung the stars in her sky. But she wasn't loving me. She was loving a ghost. When the truth came out, when my carefully constructed lie shattered into a thousand pieces, I learned something: you can't build forever on a foundation of deception. But here's the twisted part-even knowing what I did, even watching her world collapse because of my lies... I'd do it all again just to feel her love me one more time. --- *A dark romance about the difference between loving someone and owning them.* **Content Warning:** This story contains obsessive behavior, identity theft, emotional manipulation, explicit content, and toxic relationship dynamics. Both protagonists are morally gray and make harmful choices

**BLOODLINE** *A Freen & Becky Fanfiction* --- SYNOPSIS!! Freen Sarocha doesn't do complications. As one of Bangkok's most skilled assassins, she lives by three rules: stay invisible, trust no one, and never get involved. Her life is cold, controlled, and solitary-exactly how she wants it. Becky Armstrong is just trying to survive. Trapped in an abusive household, she dreams of escape but never imagines it will come soaked in her family's blood. When a brutal massacre destroys Becky's world, she makes a desperate choice-knock on the mysterious neighbor's door. The one everyone whispers about. The one who's never home. The one Becky suspects isn't a flight attendant at all. Freen should turn her away. Should let the terrified girl become someone else's problem. But something about Becky's eyes-broken yet burning with rage-makes Freen open the door. And that one decision changes everything. "Teach me," Becky begs, covered in blood and vengeance. "Teach me to kill them all." Against every instinct, Freen agrees. What starts as reluctant mentorship becomes something far more dangerous. As Becky transforms from victim to weapon, the line between teacher and student, protector and protected, begins to blur. Training sessions turn into late-night confessions. Professional distance crumbles into stolen glances and forbidden touches. But in their world, love is a liability. And revenge always comes with a price. As they hunt down the people responsible for the massacre, Freen and Becky must decide: Is vengeance worth losing themselves? Or is the real danger falling for someone when you're both built to destroy? A dark action thriller about trauma, transformation, and finding love in the most violent places. Triggers: Violence, death, trauma, mature themes, revenge, crime Genre: Action/Thriller, Romance, Crime, Drama, GL

Freen and Becky are the picture-perfect couple on screen-radiating love, chemistry, and charm. But once the cameras stop rolling, their smiles vanish. Off set, they're fierce rivals locked in a cold war of sarcasm and silent treatment. When a renowned director criticizes their performance as lacking real passion, he sends them to a remote mountain retreat for two months, hoping isolation will ignite something deeper. Forced to rehearse love scenes in the quiet wilderness, Freen and Becky begin to unravel each other's defenses. As grudges soften and vulnerability creeps in, unexpected emotions stir beneath the surface. But pride keeps them guarded, and neither is willing to admit the truth: the line between acting and feeling has blurred.

The silence in their apartment always felt expensive. Not because of the high rent Freen paid, but because it had been bought with hard work, fierce love, and a very deliberate choice. Becky stood by the window of their Bangkok high-rise, watching the city lights blur into streaks of gold and red. The sounds of traffic-distant and soft-couldn't touch the quiet space they had built inside. Behind her, Freen was reading a bedtime story to their daughter. Freen's voice, usually confident and sharp from years of boardroom battles, was now low and gentle. It was the sound of complete peace. Their daughter, Thanya, was nine years old. She was all wild energy and bright smiles, a blend of her mothers' best qualities, wrapped up in a complicated, precious history. Thanya was the light they had found in a dark place, the missing piece that made their family whole. Becky closed her eyes, letting the memory wash over her: the simple paperwork, the clean white room at the adoption center, the overwhelming certainty that this tiny, nameless baby girl was meant to be theirs. It was the greatest choice they had ever made. But tonight, the peace felt fragile. Tomorrow was Thanya's tenth birthday. Tomorrow, the simple, unspoken agreement that had kept their family safe for ten years would be broken. Tomorrow, they would tell Thanya the truth. Becky turned, watching Freen tuck Thanya in. Freen looked up, her eyes meeting Becky's across the room. There was fear there, deep and raw, but also an unshakable resolve. They knew the truth would hurt. They knew Thanya would want to search for the woman who gave birth to her-the woman who had made a different, heartbreaking choice a decade ago. The easy life was ending. The journey was about to begin. But as Becky stepped toward the bedroom, she knew one thing for certain: they had made The Choice We Made, and no matter how far they had to travel, they would face the future together.

The first time Freen Sarocha saw her, she was just a silhouette in a hoodie, hesitating at the gym's entrance like she might bolt at any moment. "We're closing in ten minutes," Freen called out, not unkindly, wrapping her hands after a long day of training kids who needed her more than they needed perfect technique. The figure stepped forward, lowering her hood to reveal sharp eyes and a jawline that belonged on magazine covers, not in this worn-down gym where the heavy bags leaked sand and the mirror had a crack running through its center. "I need to learn how to fight," the girl said, and something in her voice-desperation mixed with determination-made Freen pause. "Everyone who walks through that door thinks they need to fight," Freen replied, studying her. Expensive sneakers trying to look cheap. Tension in her shoulders that spoke of a different kind of battle. "What are you really running from?" The girl's mask slipped for just a moment, revealing something raw and afraid underneath. "Everything. I'm running from everything." "And you think learning to throw punches will help?" "I think learning to throw punches is the only thing that will help." The girl's hands clenched into fists. "Please. I can pay whatever you charge. I just-I need this." Freen should have said no. But something in those eyes called to her-a kindred spirit, maybe, someone else who understood that sometimes the only way to survive was to fight. "One trial session," Freen said finally. "No payment. If you can keep up, we'll talk about what comes next." "Thank you." The relief in the girl's voice was palpable. "I'm Becky, by the way." "Freen." She tossed a pair of gloves across the space. "Let's see what you've got, Becky." Neither of them knew it yet, but that moment-that simple exchange in a run-down gym as the sun set over Bangkok-would change everything. Some fights you choose. Others choose you. And the most important ones? Those are the fights you face together.

Rebecca Patricia Armstrong lives in a small village where no one gets her and she spends all of her time dreaming of adventures and reading. Freen Sarocha Chankimha is a cold mysterious landlord who owns the village who hasn't been seen for years. When Rebecca's friend Charlotte defaults on payments and gets taken, Rebecca offers to take her place and comes face to face with the ruthless Master.

Converted Fanfiction! Credit goes to original author!! Can be read as oneshot but each chapter is related to one another as a flow :) Enjoy!!

For Public Prosecutor Becky Armstrong, that constant source of irritation comes in the form of a certain blonde rookie cop who seems to have made it her personal mission to push every single one of Becky's carefully maintained buttons. Officer Freen Sarocha Chakminha has this maddening habit of showing up in Becky's perfectly ordered world with that cocky grin, smart-mouthed comments, and a reckless streak that drives the by-the-book prosecutor absolutely crazy. At first, Becky tells herself she can't stand the newbie's attitude-the way Freen always seems to be testing boundaries, the way she never backs down from Becky's sharp remarks, and the way she keeps finding excuses to schedule unnecessary meetings at the prosecutor's office. It's infuriating, really, or at least that's what Becky keeps telling herself when her heart rate picks up every time that business card gets another call. But lately, something's been shifting in ways Becky doesn't want to examine too closely. When Freen doesn't show up for their scheduled appointments, Becky finds herself staring at the clock and wondering where the blonde troublemaker could be. And when those mischievous eyes meet hers across the courtroom or conference table, Becky starts to wonder if maybe-just maybe-this constant battle of wills isn't as unwelcome as she's been pretending. What happens when the prosecutor realizes that all this attention from her favorite pain-in-the-ass officer might be exactly what she's been craving all along? And what's she supposed to do when she starts feeling things that could get them both in serious professional trouble?

A comedy romance of Freen Becky :) Just check inside!!!! A liar and an honest person - Will it work?

"What is it Becky?" Freen's voice was practically a whisper as she looked into Becca's silver eyes. "I don't want you to hate me..." Becky trailed off again, looking down. Freen lifted the Becky's chin with her fingers, forcing her to meet Freen's eyes. "I will never, and could never hate you. I love you Becky, you know that." Her voice trembled a little at the 'love' part, but it was true, she loved the woman as her best friend and as more. Becky took a deep breath before she licked her lips, looked back up and locked eyes with Freen. "I'm... I'm pregnant." Freen felt as if her entire world stopped and was crashing down around her. She opened her mouth to say something, anything but she couldn't make sounds come out of her mouth. Becky. Her Becky is pregnant. Her heart hurt, her head hurt and she couldn't look into Becky's eyes. Instead she stared at their joined hands, trying to make sense of this.

This story is about a girl who can't stop stalking her boyfriend's ex. What starts as curiosity soon turns into something unexpected: attraction. As she becomes more drawn to the ex, she realizes that what she once thought was jealousy is actually something deeper. The story explores the confusing and surprising emotions that emerge when lines between love and insecurity begin to blur. -freenbeckyau (Becky Armstrong as Avienna Soleil Curtis) A girl whe couldn't stop stalking her boyfriend's ex, even a year after their breakup. At first, it was just curiosity, wondering if the ex was doing well. But the more she looked, the more she realized she was attracted to her. What started as jealousy turned into something unexpected, leaving her confused about her feelings. (Freen Sarocha as Raiisa Aurella Faure Agathe) A year after her breakup, she thought she had moved on. But then, she noticed her ex's new girlfriend kept appearing in her notifications and liking her posts. At first, it felt strange, but soon things started to change. Tiktok Account: author_nicsii