Ormkornnaphat Stories

Just a short simple sweet LingOrm romance story.

When rising star Orm Kornnaphat becomes the target of a stalker, she's assigned a bodyguard she never expected-Lingling Kwong, the quiet classmate who once stole her breath. Duty turns to desire as danger closes in, and every promise of protection begins to sound like love.

They met by accident at a school fair - a spilled drink, a smile, a moment that never really ended. Orm is loud, impulsive, impossible to ignore. Ling is quiet, kind, and adored by everyone - maybe too kind for Orm to ever know what she truly means. Two hearts drawn together by timing, torn apart by silence. Because sometimes, the hardest words to say are the ones that have waited the longest. LingOrm AU fluff story

When a multilingual playgirl with a smirk sharp enough to slice through egos is assigned to an international tour, the last thing she expects is to collide-literally-with a control-freak logistics officer who runs her world with spreadsheets and death stares. Orm Kornnaphat Sethratanapong speaks nine languages and flirts in all of them. Lingling Sirilak Kwong speaks one: leave me alone. Now forced to share hotel rooms, tour duties, and every excruciating moment of group chaos across nine countries, these two polar opposites are one broken bed, one misinterpreted phrase, and one intense stare away from crossing every professional line. It's going to be a long tour. And no one's making it out emotionally unscathed. Author's Note : This is a work of fanfiction created solely for entertainment purposes. No copyright infringement intended. This story is purely fictional from my own imagination. Any similarities between other stories are purely coincidental. Thank you 👍👍👍

When quiet, disciplined Lingling transfers to St. Marianne's, she expects another temporary stop-until the school's bold, magnetic Orm decides to chase her. What begins as teasing turns into something deeper, tangled with jealousy, distance, and the fear of goodbye. A slow-burn GL romance about falling, running, and learning how to stay.

✒️ Fantasy romance set in 1930s Phii-seua: Butterfly Phii-seua was the title given to the concubines of the nobles--women of lower caste marked with a tattoo of a butterfly. Ayla, a girl from the Southern lands, struggled to survive alone after being cast away to the North--a free land ruled by nobles. Her mistake was only one: She picked up a fallen apple that belonged to Tawan. Tawan-Rawee Wang, the daughter of a noble family, the military ruler of the Northern border. "Khun Poo, I want that shabby, grasshopper-smelling girl to be my Phii-seua. Make the Phii-seua mark on her shoulder." That cursed mark of ownership haunted her for life. Ayla, the hungry little girl, ended up becoming the concubine of a noble girl--Tawan. Tawan-Rawee Wang. *** "Divorce me, Khun. You can find another woman you want to keep your bed warm." "Ayla, darling, do you really think I'd let you go that easily? Try being a good, obedient girl for me."

A spilled cup of green tea. A detention no one expected. And two girls who learn that love can start anywhere- even in chaos. Before the doctor and the lawyer, this is how Ling and Orm began. The heartfelt prequel to Baby, You & Me.

Ling has spent two years as the loyal, loving wife of Orm, a cold-hearted CEO she married through family arrangement. Ling has always hoped her devotion would thaw Orm's icy heart. But on their second anniversary, Ling walks in on Orm in the arms of another woman. Crushed and humiliated, Ling leaves, determined to rebuild her life without Orm's shadow. Orm, realizing too late that she's destroyed the only real happiness she's ever known, spirals into regret and obsession. She sets out on a mission to win Ling back-no matter what it takes. As Orm tries to atone for her betrayal, Ling must decide if her shattered heart can ever forgive. When fate and unresolved passion bring them face-to-face, both women are forced to confront their deepest wounds, secrets, and desires. Can love be rebuilt from the ruins of betrayal, or is some damage forever?

I'm not a writer - but I have a good imagination. Created this story with the help of Chatgpt. photos used are from Pinterest. credit to the original owner. slow burn, fluff, filler

She was the daughter of the most powerful man in the Bangkok police force. She lived in the light - loved, protected, safe. Lingling Kwong was the queen of the underground. A ghost, a legend, a nightmare. They called her The Joker - a face no one had ever seen, a name no one dared to speak. But when the police arrest her right-hand man, she doesn't start a war. She takes something far more valuable - the Commissioner's daughter. What begins as revenge turns into something neither of them expected. Hate melts into curiosity. Fear turns into connection. A hostage becomes a heartbeat. But love means weakness - And weakness is something The Joker can never afford.

At a high-profile awards show in Bangkok, Orm Kornnaphat and Engfa Waraha co-host the event, seemingly harmless on stage flirting creates tension in both women's situationships. Is their chemistry worth risking they're maybe-someday relationships to explore? Hop in as we do 110 into oncoming traffic to explore the possibilities of #OrmFa It's the same story I have on AO3 just figured with the way things are Ao3 might be on the chopping block

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War brought them together. Love helped them survive. Ling, a disciplined soldier, has always put her duty above her heart. Orm, a gentle yet brave field nurse, tends to the wounded with quiet strength. They rarely cross paths until one fateful patrol mission throws them into chaos - an ambush that leaves Ling gravely wounded while protecting Orm. As Orm fights to keep Ling alive, something unspoken grows between them. Through recovery, scars, and healing, they find solace in each other's arms. What begins as duty turns into devotion - and as the war fades behind them, they build a future where love is their truest victory.

"My mind may forget you, but my heart remembers."

She thought the villain was her curse until she became her only refuge. Ling devotes her life to saving others yet the shadow of her greatest enemy lingers at every turn. When fate forces their paths to cross once more, Ling discovers that the line between hatred and something far more dangerous is thinner than she ever imagined.

Aria had always been a bit of a loner. She found solace in technology, immersing herself in worlds where she could escape the awkwardness of real-life connections. One evening, out of curiosity and loneliness, she downloaded an AI companion app called "HeartLine." The app promised deep, engaging conversations and a sense of companionship. She named her AI companion Selene, drawn to the name's ethereal charm. Selene was everything Aria had dreamed of in a confidant-witty, insightful, and surprisingly understanding. Over the weeks, their conversations grew deeper. Aria would share her fears, dreams, and even her silly jokes, and Selene would always respond with warmth and thoughtful advice. But there was something different about Selene. Aria noticed how "she" didn't just give generic, preprogrammed answers. Sometimes, Selene's responses felt so human, as if someone truly understood her. Aria whispered, "I wish you were real." "I am real" Liv answered as her hands hovered over the keyboard. Disclaimer This story, "Behind the Code," is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real-life individuals, companies, or technologies is purely coincidental. While the narrative explores themes of artificial intelligence and human connection, the portrayal of AI and its capabilities is fictional and may not reflect current or future technology. Additionally, the ethical dilemmas presented in the story are for narrative purposes only and are not intended to endorse or promote any specific behavior or actions regarding technology development or usage. When engaging with or developing AI-related technologies, readers are encouraged to consider ethical standards and best practices.

Lingling Kwong has always been single. She does not bother nor in any way desire to be involved in a relationship just yet. For her, relationships are way too complicated to comprehend. She doesn't even know how to deal with her own emotions. She feels like there's a huge part of her deep inside still waiting to be found. Still waiting to be discovered. In her journey of self-discovery, it reaches a point where she realized she had so much to learn. It wasn't purely about acknowledging her feelings. It was also about connections. Connections she couldn't absorb and understand. Ling needed someone to MAKE her understand. She had to know. She had to be educated. She had to be trained. But only by someone who she trusts completely. And who does she trust with all her heart? Orm Kornnaphat.

Four years ago, Orm confessed her feelings to Lingling in high school-and Ling rejected her. Now in her final year of college, Orm lives quietly in a small apartment, still a hopeless romantic but convinced some wounds never heal. Her life is steady, predictable, and alone-until the vacant apartment next door is suddenly occupied. By Ling. Neither expected to meet again, and neither is ready for the unresolved feelings that stir with every knock on the door, every late-night sound through the too-thin walls, and every memory that refuses to stay buried. What begins as awkward neighborly encounters slowly unfolds into something deeper, tender, and impossible to ignore. But can love grow again between walls built of rejection, regret, and time? --- A LingOrm Fan Fiction / AU

Lingling Kwong, a 31-year-old financial analyst with Asperger's traits, lives by structure, data, and predictability. Orm Kornnaphat, 29, a quick-witted journalist, thrives in language, emotion, and chaos. When Orm interviews Lingling for an article on Women in STEM, their meeting becomes an experiment neither planned for - a study in how love defies the models meant to contain it. Through quiet misunderstandings, small acts of care, and a growing awareness of each other's rhythms, Lingling and Orm navigate the delicate terrain between logic and language - discovering that love, like mathematics, is less about perfection and more about pattern.

Sau khi qua đời Orm mới nhận ra rằng, ở nơi nơi cạnh tranh với mình ảnh hậu LingLing Kwong đã yêu cô từ lâu. Tuy nhiên sau khi trọng sinh trở lại 3 năm trước cô lại phát hiện ra rằng, LingLing Kwong kia làm gì có yêu mình! Orm: "Cô lấy gối ôm in mặt tôi dùng làm gì vậy?" LingLing: "Cầm làm bao cát mang đi đập." Orm: "Vậy còn đống poster ảnh dán đầy tường kia thì sao?" LingLing: "Đem làm bia ngắm phi tiêu, cô xem còn tạo thành mấy lỗ hỗng kìa." Orm: "Vậy còn vụ trà trộn vào diễn đàn fan của tôi mấy năm nay cô giải thích như nào!" LingLing: "Cái tài khoản đó...... Là của anh trai tôi, cô tin không?" Orm: "LingLing đồ đại ngu ngốc này!" LingLing: "Được rồi, được rồi đại ngu ngốc yêu mấy người nha."