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Follow the journey of Becky, a rising star in Thailand's entertainment scene, as she navigates the complexities of love and passion. Despite being in a long-term relationship with a man, her world is turned upside down when she meets Freen, a woman who sets her heart ablaze. Will Becky choose to embrace this newfound love or stay on the path she's already on? Find out as their story unfolds before your very eyes. Author's Note: 05/16/2023: We will update every Sunday, 10:00 P.M. EST / Monday, 10:00 A.M. MNL 05/20/2023: Chapter 1 - complete 05/29/2023: Chapter 2 - complete 06/05/2023: Chapter 3 - complete ****Disclaimer**** This is a work of fanfiction. All characters, places, and events are the product of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This story is not intended to infringe upon any copyright or trademark associated with the original work or its creators

Freen Sarocha stops aging after a mysterious accident during a storm . She spends decades changing identities, never staying too long, never getting too close... because everyone she loves grows old and leaves. Then she meets Rebecca Armstrong. And this time, she doesn't want to run. Freen had learned a long time ago that love was not meant for people like her. It was meant for those who could grow old together. Not for someone who stayed twenty-nine... forever. So when Rebecca smiled at her like she was something worth staying for..Freen knew she was in trouble. Author's Note: This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, places, events, or incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental and unintentional. All content herein is original and created by the author. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution of this work, in whole or in part, without explicit permission is strictly prohibited.

The humid Bangkok night clung to the city like a second skin, the air thick with the scent of jasmine and the distant hum of traffic. In the heart of the bustling metropolis, within the comforting walls of their apartment, a different kind of intimacy unfolded. Two souls, Freen and Becky, their lives interwoven with threads of shared laughter, whispered secrets, and unwavering affection, found solace in each other's presence. Their world, usually a harmonious blend of demanding careers and quiet moments, was on the cusp of an unforeseen shift, a subtle tremor beneath the surface of their peaceful existence, a ripple that would soon spread into a powerful current, pulling them into a fight they never anticipated. The unseen gears of fate were beginning to turn, their quiet love about to be tested by a force far greater than their individual ambitions.

In a quaint coastal town nestled between towering cliffs and endless waves, Freen and Becky find their paths crossing in the most unexpected way. Freen, a reserved textile artist haunted by self-doubt, returns to her childhood home to mend her fractured relationship with her estranged family. She spends her days weaving intricate tapestries inspired by the night sky, quietly pouring her emotions into her art. Enter Becky, a spirited astronomer and amateur stargazer whose ambitious mission is to establish a local observatory for her community. She's full of fire, laughter, and an unstoppable drive, but beneath her bright exterior lies a fear of losing her sense of belonging. One fateful evening, Becky and Freen meet under an unusual meteor shower while seeking solace at the same isolated cliffside. Their connection is instant but mysterious. Becky offers Freen the courage to explore her dreams beyond her threads, while Freen teaches Becky the beauty in stillness and introspection. Their bond deepens as Becky's observatory project intertwines with Freen's art, symbolizing a bridge between dreams and reality. But as the story unfolds, Freen's unresolved family tensions and Becky's uncertain career trajectory threaten their growing relationship. Can the two of them hold on to the love they've found, or will life's forces pull them apart like unraveling threads?

I've never thought that in my life, I'd find a relationship like this. I don't know where to find things like this anymore, because we don't know how to define it. Freen answered in an interview. I have never thought I' meet someone like you as well. Becky answered Freen, instead of the host, eyes smiling. I've never met anyone like P'Freen. Turning to the host, lips tight, smiling and shaking her head a little. Is this a good thing? Freen asked Becky, chuckling. It is a good thing. Becky answered with conviction, earning Freen a little side eye and a smile. I can be myself when I'm with her. Becky softly said facing the host. She's the one who always stays by my side. She can heal my heart. I hope we can be like this forever. The last sentence went more like a prayer than an answer to their interview.

Rebecca Armstrong and Emily Smith are step-sisters who were forced to leave New York and move into Beacon Hills because of financial problems. While they are trying to adjust in their new home, they meet new people who seem to be mysterious. Beacon Hills has a lot of secrets and, as it comes out, enemies. Will these two girls be able to deal with them? Will these secrets bring them close to each other as real sisters, but also alienate them from their family and old friends? And the most important; are they going to be the same? ***Season 1*** This is a collaboration with @DebbyHoran2010

A love story that spans fame, heartbreak, and time. Freen and Becky's bond, forged in the glow of SCOY and sealed in GAP The Series, was once a fairytale-until betrayal shattered everything. Freen disappears, leaving Becky behind with only memories. Years later, Becky is a global icon. Freen lives quietly in the Swiss Alps. But when fate brings Freen home, a single encounter changes everything. 💔 Four chapters. One love. Will Freen and Becky finally find their way back to each other... or has time rewritten their ending?

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When you're in love with your best friend and never see it coming. NOTE: THIS IS A ONE-SHOT STORY.

Becky is in love with her co-star. Of course, it's a disaster. freenbecky celeb au credits to the original author adreamaloud, daneorange in ao3 a converted story.

Hello dear readers, I warmly welcome you to read my first story. .... The story is about a young girl who has to move with her mother to Thailand and accidentally meets her love there ..... I remind you that this story is made up. It is the story of the LGBTQ community.

The humid Bangkok night clung to the city like a second skin, the air thick with the scent of jasmine and the distant hum of traffic. In the heart of the bustling metropolis, within the comforting walls of their apartment, a different kind of intimacy unfolded. Two souls, Freen and Becky, their lives interwoven with threads of shared laughter, whispered secrets, and unwavering affection, found solace in each other's presence. Their world, usually a harmonious blend of demanding careers and quiet moments, was on the cusp of an unforeseen shift, a subtle tremor beneath the surface of their peaceful existence, a ripple that would soon spread into a powerful current, pulling them into a fight they never anticipated. The unseen gears of fate were beginning to turn, their quiet love about to be tested by a force far greater than their individual ambitions.

The humid night air of Bangkok hangs heavy, thick with the scent of exhaust fumes, street food spices, and the faint perfume of jasmine. Neon signs blaze in a chaotic symphony of light, reflecting off the rain-slicked streets near the Chao Phraya River. The air buzzes with the energy of a city that never truly sleeps. The weight of responsibility settled upon Becky like the tropical humidity, clinging and persistent. Her gaze swept across the opulent display case, the ancient Naga Eye amulet nestled within, its emerald facets catching the vibrant reflections of the city outside. Generations of her family had been its custodians, their lives interwoven with its power, a silent vigil passed down through lineage. Tonight, however, the usual hum of the city felt different, laced with a subtle discord, a tremor beneath the surface of the vibrant chaos. They called her the Shadow Dancer, a whisper in the labyrinthine alleys and bustling markets of Bangkok. Freen. Her reputation preceded her - a phantom who could bypass any security, her motives as elusive as her presence. Becky had studied the fragmented reports, the legends of her daring heists, the bewilderment of those she'd outsmarted. A formidable adversary, undoubtedly, but one Becky was prepared to meet. Yet, as the distant siren wailed, cutting through the city's cacophony, a prickle of unease traced its way down Becky's spine. This felt like more than a simple act of theft. There was a desperation hinted at in the rumors, a frantic edge that suggested a larger game at play. As a faint shimmer disturbed the air near the locked display, a cold certainty took root in Becky's heart. Tonight, the most valuable thing at risk might not be a relic, but a heart fiercely guarded by shadows, unwilling to believe in the light.

"Mon, please. This is the only solution we could think of to save ourselves, it is a wonder that they even consider it. Please Mon, please marry their granddaughter." As soon as I hear it I don't know what I should think of, or what I should do. All I could think of is that I know to myself that my future doesn't belong to me anymore. In this type of life, you get to sacrifice one's life in order to save the entire bloodline. Unfortunately in this lifetime, it's me. "Please, Dad. There should be another solution, right? There should be!" I exclaimed, clearly panicking. "They compromised that much, it's the last option there is with the least damage. Don't worry, darling. The final decision is from their granddaughter, if she gets to dislike you after 5 months she can stop the marriage. For now, you just have to be stuck with her for 5 months." I wanna be selfish. I badly want to but if I do, what will happen to my family right? I'd have to do it and hopefully, she will stop the marriage herself. "Okay." I said, hopelessness is evident in my voice. I have no way out, I have to do it.

Diana Frances Kelly clamors for a career change after deciding that she's had enough of her job in Norwich and makes a return to her hometown of Derry. Gearoid Valera wishes to find out more about his mother's side of the family whose origins can be traced to Northern Ireland. As they cross paths together, will there be a new beginning in store for them both?

She always knew what love is from the look of someone who she defines so.

Freen Chankimha just wants to survive as an artist in Chicago, but between rent and paintbrushes, her bank account is screaming for help. So when she finds a spacious, surprisingly cheap apartment in a dream neighborhood, she doesn't hesitate to take the offer. Her new roommate, the enigmatic Mrs. Rebecca Armstrong, is polite, attentive, and dangerously attractive. She writes her handwritten letters, takes an interest in Freen's art, and always asks how her day has been... but there's something about her that feels too perfect to be real. And when Freen discovers bags of blood in the fridge, she starts to understand why. _____ Freenbecky converted story. All credits go to the original author. Converted version by ruby_izb. Translated by me.

"i will never get tired of forever choosing you." "i love you with all my heart."