Freenky Histoires

Freen and becky love story❤️

Phil (F) finds herself wandering around the world in a cruise ship as a Senior Sous Chef. A rebel, smoker, loves tatts and a snob- traits that made her mysterious. Despite of these qualities, she finds herself constantly waking up with different girls every morning. On the other hand, Lani (B), a goody girl crosses paths with Phil and instantly becomes enemies getting a wrong impression from the other woman. Phil takes interest of her but shows intentions at the wrong way, driving Lani more insanely pissed of her. How will their onboard relationship sail against the rough waters?

Will their love be strong enough to overcome the obstacles and challenges against Them??? Find out This is my first story, more to come Idea from Gap the series 😀

*****WARNING: MATURE CONTENT***** Rebecca Patricia Armstrong known to her people as Her Highness, is a Princess by day and a relentless vampire hunter by night. Bound by duty and sharpened by years of training, she lives for one purpose only to protect her realm from the escalating vampire epidemic that has been swallowing towns whole and leaving nothing but fear in its wake. Her life has always balanced on a blade's edge, but she never faltered... until she crosses paths with Freen Sarocha Chankimha. Freen, a notorious rogue vampire with a wicked smile and a reputation that sends hunters running, steps out of the shadows claiming something unbelievable claiming that Rebecca is her fated mate. A hunter and a vampire. A Princess and an outlaw. A destiny neither of them asked for. Rebecca knows what she should do run her blade through the creature responsible for countless deaths. Yet, something in Freen's eyes, something ancient and stubbornly familiar, shakes her resolve in ways she has never experienced. Life has never been easy for Rebecca. But with a mate bond tugging at her soul and an enemy she cannot bring herself to kill, life has just become nearly impossible. A Story of Freenbecky.

A story about Freenbecky and how they found eachother when Freen was at her lowest. Becky is the one that helps her get through everything and have her life back. However, in time, their friendship and feelings evolve for both of them. Would they confess or be scared to lose their friendship. Stay tuned. This is my first story guys so please bare with me <3

My Name Is Freen

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?

Freen Sarocha Chankimha, the magnetic force on campus, effortlessly weaves intelligence, charm, and talent into her captivating persona. As the heiress to the Chankimha Group of Companies, she's the university's enchanting playgirl, turning every head in her direction. Who wouldn't dream of being her lover? But there is a catch-in matters of the heart, Freen's approach is a whirlwind of playful escapades-no room for commitments. Love, for her, is an intricate puzzle, a burden too heavy for life's lighthearted moments. Not until her heart finally noticed, her sister's best friend, Rebecca Patricia Armstrong-a game-changer in Freen's world, adding an unexpected twist to her narrative of carefree romance and life.

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

A story of love once burned, and maybe... still burning. Two global stars. One unexpected reunion. And a past they've both tried to forget. They weren't supposed to see each other again. But fate disguised as Thailand's first sci-fi blockbuster had other plans. Now, between silent stares, crowded sets, and too many people watching... Old emotions begin to surface. Soft. Bitter. Unspoken. And somewhere in the chaos, they must answer one question: Can two stars that once collided... ever find the same sky again?

"Sometimes, you have to let go of your feelings so you can breathe. Sometimes, your feelings will betray you. But more often, all you have to do is to trust your feelings." -Sam Hope you enjoy it. Please follow me and also please vote, comment and share. It is so much appreciated for rendering your time and effort reading my story. Credit to the author of GAP.

The first time I lost her, it was raining. The second time, thunder cracked the sky. The third time, she was in my bed-but she wasn't mine. I used to believe silence was safety. That if I stayed quiet long enough, still enough, the world would forget I existed. It worked for a while. Until Becky Armstrong walked into my life with scraped knees, a crooked smile, and the kind of laugh that made silence feel like punishment. She was loud. Bright. Reckless. And I loved her-quietly, desperately. I never told her. Not when she kissed my cousin. Not when she kissed me. Not even when she said it meant nothing. So I left. I built a life out of steel and silence. And now she's here again-living in my house, breathing my air, asking for forgiveness I don't know how to give. She says she wants to be used. But I don't think she understands. I don't want to use her. I want to destroy her. And the worst part? I still love her. - Freen Sarocha Chakminha

Rebecca Patricia Armstrong is a well- known psychiatrist in UK, she got a call from a mental hospital in thailand that they want her to work for them and she happily said yes. not knowing that she will meet a very troubled patient who will not only make her life miserable but also question everything in herself.

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

Saint is someone who loves Rebecca in silence, knowing that he has no chance, he gives Freen a chance to live by donating his heart, but with a few conditions. One of them helped Rebecca Armstrong find true love. And followed by other silly terms. Original work/Please no plagiarism.

# Prologue Some moments shatter us so completely that we forget what it means to be whole. The accident took more than two lives that night-it took the version of Freen who believed in tomorrow, who laughed without hesitation, who saw possibility in every sunrise. In the aftermath, she became a ghost haunting her own existence, moving through days that felt borrowed and undeserved. The world continued spinning while she remained frozen in that terrible moment when everything changed. Friends offered comfort she couldn't accept, family spoke of healing she couldn't imagine, and time moved forward while she stayed trapped in the wreckage of before. She had convinced herself that surviving meant nothing more than breathing, that the guilt of living when they couldn't was punishment enough. The pieces of her former self lay scattered like debris after a storm, too sharp to touch, too broken to reassemble. Until Becky. Sometimes salvation comes disguised as an ordinary Tuesday, wearing a familiar smile and carrying an unexpected truth: that it's not only okay to live after tragedy-it's necessary. That honoring the dead doesn't require joining them in stillness, but rather in embracing the gift they no longer could. This is the story of learning to live again, of discovering that giving life a chance might be the most courageous thing we ever do. Give Life a Chance and It Might Surprise You! Adapted Fanfiction!!! Credit goes to the original author!

She is just a stripper. But to her, she is not. Converted Fanfiction - Credit goes to the original author!!!