Iminaskynani Stories

Sky only wanted to prove he could write one honest song. Nani only wanted to survive a campus project without getting dragged into Sky's noisy, impossible world. But somewhere between bad lyrics, library arguments, coffee, rain, and one melody sung like a confession, they become something neither of them knows how to name. Years later, after love, marriage, and a life built together, an accident takes away the one thing Sky thought they could never lose. Nani's memories. Now Sky must love a man who may forget him completely. And Nani must decide whether a heart can remember what the mind cannot. NOTE :- Inspired by movie "Saiyaara"

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Nani Hirunkit was raised to hate one name: Wongravee. When his father is murdered, that hatred becomes war. He captures Sky - a quiet university student from the rival estate - believing he holds the answers. But Sky trembles at gunshots. He looks nothing like a killer. And the more Nani tries to break him, the more something inside him begins to bend instead. Because loving the enemy's son was never part of the plan. And the truth behind the murder may destroy more than just their families.

His scent was a trap. His power was a cage. And I was just a rare omega in a world I didn't belong to. Nani thought he knew the rules of reality-until he woke up inside the pages of a novel. He isn't just a college boy anymore; he's a rare Omega in a society governed by instincts. And Sky? The nation's most powerful man, a dominating Alpha whose secondary gender is a mystery even to his enemies, just set his sights on him. In a world of knots, heat, and primal claims, Nani has to figure out the plot before Sky rewrites his ending. "He's the richest man in the nation. I'm the rarest prize he's ever found. This wasn't in the book." Disclaimer This is just my imagination it has nothing to do with the real life of the actors or real world.

Written in Burmese. Sky Wongravee × Nani Hirunkit. "𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙨 𝙣𝙤 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙨. 𝙅𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙤𝙣."

Nani never stepped into danger on purpose. He simply existed too softly in a world that punished softness. And that was enough to be noticed. He thought he was starting a job-just another office, just another routine, just another life where nothing extraordinary was supposed to happen. But the truth is, some lives are already written long before you open the first page... and his had Saint's name pressed quietly into the margins like a warning no one bothered to read aloud. Saint was not just a man. He was what remained when mercy stopped being useful. A name whispered in boardrooms and buried in underground reports that were never supposed to exist. On paper, a chairman. And then there was Nani. Unaware. Ordinary. Smiling in a way that didn't understand consequences. That was the problem. Because Saint remembered him. Not as he was now-but as something fragile he once held in a past that never fully let him go. A memory stitched into obsession so quietly it stopped feeling like memory at all and started feeling like ownership. Years passed, the world shifted, but Saint never replaced what he once decided was important. He only waited for it to return. And when it did, he didn't hesitate. He never does. But Saint isn't the only thing watching. Something else is learning Nani's habits like prayer. His routines like scripture. The way he breathes, the way he pauses, the way he exists when he thinks no one is looking. A presence without name, without mercy, without restraint-obsessing not from duty or protection, but from desire that has rot in it. Because love in this world is never clean. It is surveillance. It is possession. It is the slow realization that you were never living your life freely-you were simply waiting to be noticed by the wrong kind of devotion. And once Saint sees you... He doesn't let go. But once the other one sees you... He doesn't share. And you don't get to choose which of them ruins you. Only how soon.

cravings got so bad that I ended up writing myself the story I've been dying to read!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2 university's. Teachers and students fall in love. Will love also solve trauma?

Two boys became two men. The child who smiled at everyone became one of Thailand's youngest CEOs. The boy who chased perfection became the only man capable of standing against him. The headlines called them rivals. The business world called them enemies. Neither title was entirely true. Because before they were rivals... Before they became strangers... They had been each other's first home. And somewhere between a faded red thread... A confession in the rain... And a promise neither of them could keep... They lost each other. This is the story of two boys who spent their teenage years learning how to love... Only to spend the next ten learning how to live without each other. How do you heal when the deepest wound comes from the person you once loved most?

𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐒𝐤𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐞 𝐱 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐇𝐢𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐭 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 : "𝐀 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧." 𝐁𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐎 𝐍𝐔 𝐘𝐈𝐍 [𝐃𝐀𝐎𝐅𝐀]

Nani was just an ordinary straight guy - until he woke up in the body of Narin, the doomed villain of a BL romance. His mission should be simple: play his part, avoid death, and wait for the story to end. That's it, right?? Well... I don't think so. You can read my 2 other stories on YT. YT channel : Lan_er_gege I DO NOT ANYONE'S WORK. ❌ DO NOT COPY MY WORK. ❌ #skynani #skynaniff

Ten years ago, Nani disappeared from Sky's life without a word - and Sky spent a decade believing he'd been abandoned. Now Nani works at a company that Sky's family just acquired. Same face, same eyes - but something in him has changed, and Sky can't stop noticing. What Sky doesn't know is the truth: Nani didn't leave because he stopped loving him. He left because he loved him too much to let him be dragged down with everything else that was falling apart. As old wounds resurface and new ones form, both of them are forced to confront what they lost, what they're still carrying, and whether there's a way back to each other - not as who they were, but as who they've become. A story about survival, silence, family, and learning that sometimes the hardest thing isn't fighting to live. It's allowing yourself to stay.