Theloyalpin Stories

𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗰𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗘𝘅𝗶𝘀𝘁 Freen Chankimha built her life on control. At twenty-eight, she's one of Bangkok's most feared CEOs-cold, untouchable, and determined never to repeat the mistakes that destroyed her family. She watched a fated bond turn love into possession, obsession, and ruin. So she made a promise to herself long ago: She would never let instinct decide her life. Becky Armstrong learned a different kind of lesson. Quiet, careful, and hidden behind the silence of university archives, she spent years suppressing every Omega instinct she had after watching her father leave their family for his "true mate." Love, destiny, bonds-none of it felt safe enough to trust. Finding your mate after twenty-five is almost impossible. Finding them when both of you have spent your entire lives running from the idea? Disastrous. When Freen catches Becky's scent for the first time-rain, paper, and something heartbreakingly alive-it shatters everything she thought she wanted. But some bonds aren't built on fate alone. And some people need to choose each other first. A slow-burn FreenBecky Omegaverse about control, loneliness, inherited trauma, healing, and learning the difference between possession and love.

WUHLUHWUH babies Natalie and Jasmine, who've known each other since middle school, meet again at a university business competition abroad. Despite a shared history and unspoken feelings, they never pursued romance. As they collaborate on the competition, old emotions resurface, forcing them to confront their true desires. Amidst academic pressures and personal growth, they wonder if this time, fate will finally bring them together. Add to the mix Becky and her gorgeous, lowkey-icon girlfriend Freen - a baker with abs, model looks, and just the right amount of drama. Between double dates, lingering glances, inside jokes, and a bit of jealousy (okay, maybe more than a bit), the four girls find themselves tangled in more than just project deadlines. Romance, tension, emotional chaos - it's all on the table. And with stakes this high, nobody's getting out unscathed.

Fleeing danger in Bangkok, Bua and Phin escape to Pong Yaeng in the Chiang Mai mountains, where Phin's family runs a small resort. Amid misty hills and a close-knit community, Bua dreams of a fresh start while Phin confronts the family she left behind. But as their love and new life begin to take root, the shadows of what they left in Bangkok threaten to catch up with them. (This series is a direct continuation of my one-shot : Breath and Bruises. I recommend reading that one first, since it lays the groundwork for Phin and Bua's journey)

What happens when the past you've tried so hard to move on from comes back to haunt you? What happens when the ones who've wronged you are living the life they stole from you? What happens when you have a plan for your life, but fate decides otherwise? Would you fight it, or would you choose to see where fate takes you? Venture on this journey with Ad, where she learns to overcome her demons, and rights the wrongs done to her family by the Royal Sawettawarit family. **The explanation for this AU of PinPak (The Loyal Pin) can be found in the Chapter titled: In This Universe (AU Explained) (I've placed it as the last chapter in case y'all want to avoid spoilers) ~ AwkwardOcean Original Story

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.

Freen and Becky navigate the beautiful chaos of their morning-juggling work, a new baby on the way, and a five-year-old's triumphant first day of kindergarten-they pause for a brief, loving snapshot of their perfectly imperfect family life.

Becky Armstrong never believed in love at first sight-until the day Freen Sarocha walked into the film set, hair tied up messily, holding her coffee like it was the only thing keeping her alive. Beck had seen beautiful people before. She'd worked with beautiful people before. But Freen was something else-effortless, like she didn't even know she was the reason the sun decided to rise. At first, Beck tried to play it cool. On set, she cracked her usual jokes, teased the crew, and acted like she didn't notice Freen glancing at her between takes. But in truth, every time Freen smiled at her, Beck's heart did a little somersault, the kind she hadn't felt since high school crushes and stolen glances across cafeteria tables. One afternoon, during a break, Beck found herself sitting on the steps outside the studio. She was scrolling her phone when Freen dropped down beside her. "You always hide out here," Freen said softly, her knee brushing Beck's. Beck smirked. "I could say the same about you." Freen tilted her head, eyes sparkling. "Maybe I'm just waiting for the right person to find me." And just like that, Beck was gone. Completely, hopelessly gone.

(ONE SHOT) Bua is running-from enemies, from the shadow of her father's empire. Survival means staying unseen, but the bruises she carries make hiding harder. Her refuge comes in an unlikely place: a quiet bar tucked into a narrow Bangkok alley, owned by Phin, a weary ex-cop who once swore she'd left danger behind. What begins as shelter turns into something neither expected-raw, burning intimacy in the small hours, a fragile trust forged in whispers and heat. But the past never stays buried. When it comes knocking, both women must decide if escape means running alone... or together.

Фрин - центр внимания, и объект обожания всех учащихся универа. Бекки - тихоня которая заинтересовала фрин.

Setelah tragedi buruk menerpa, Ariana dan Rebecca memutuskan untuk berpisah sejenak. Ya, kata Rebecca sore itu itu mereka butuh waktu. Membenahi segalanya terutama hatinya. Ariana mengangguk setuju meski menyembunyikan tangisnya. Setelah ia mempertaruhkan segalanya, rupanya takdir menganggap usahanya belum cukup untuk memiliki Rebecca. Sebentar. Ariana mempercayai segala ucapan Rebecca sore itu tanpa kecurigaan dan prasangka. Ia yakin Becca-nya akan kembali. Manusia favoritnya itu akan pulang. Meski sebentar yang Rebecca ucapkan itu sudah 3 tahun berlalu.

Princess Chitrangadha Singh of Mewar was born into a world of palaces, traditions, and expectations. Varnika Chundawat was born close enough to stand beside her... but never close enough to truly belong there. Raised together within the royal palace, what begins as childhood attachment slowly turns into something far more dangerous. Hidden glances become jealousy. Loyalty becomes longing. And the line between princess and companion begins to blur in ways neither of them can control. But in a kingdom where duty matters more than desire, some feelings are not meant to survive. A slow-burn royal romance filled with forbidden love, palace secrets, family expectations, heartbreak, and the kind of devotion that refuses to disappear. NOTE : Inspired by the beautiful Thai series The Loyal Pin, this story is my own Indian historical reimagining set in the royal palaces of Mewar. All credit for the original concept and emotional inspiration goes to the creators of The Loyal Pin, whose story inspired me deeply enough to imagine a version rooted in Indian royalty, traditions, and history.

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.

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?

The rhythmic thud of pads and the sharp snap of kicks echoed through the humid gym air. Rebecca "The Rocket" Armstrong focused on her shin guards, familiar armor for the dance of eight limbs. Across the matted floor, Freen "The Fury" Sarocha moved with a fluid power that spoke of countless hours honing her devastating strikes. Their rivalry in the kickboxing circuit was legendary, Becky's lightning-fast combinations against Freen's bone-jarring power kicks. Their press conferences were battlegrounds of witty (and sometimes barbed) remarks. Becky recalled a particularly tense staredown after a weigh-in, the air thick with mutual challenge. But lately, a subtle shift had occurred. A lingering glance during training at a shared facility, a flicker of something unexpected beneath the competitive fire. As they both geared up for their next pivotal matches, unknowingly on a collision course, neither Rebecca nor Freen anticipated that their fiercest fight wouldn't be for championship glory, but for a surprising connection blooming amidst the sweats and strikes!

Freen Sarocha - a cold, powerful CEO who never lets anyone get close to her. Becky Armstrong - a bright and stubborn girl who unexpectedly enters Freen's life. What starts as simple encounters slowly turns into something deeper... something dangerous. But when jealousy, secrets, and obsession begin to surround them, will love survive... or will it destroy everything?

not fanfic but space to let some of my friends realize something about putting big hope in Freenbecky ship because some thai fans don't say the truth or the girls teams like pwhite who tried to fool us many times and still.

FREEN is the handsome Deputy Commander who believes every criminal has an emotional root, using empathy and intelligence to solve cases with a soft approach. In contrast, BECKY is the hot-headed Lieutenant who acts first and thinks later, relying on strict force and action. They are both eager to prove their methods superior, constantly clashing in the line of duty. Yet, their intense rivalry masks hidden bond,as they argue, they find their hearts falling for each other.

The roar of the Bangkok crowd was a physical thing, a wave of sound that both energized and threatened to swallow Becky whole. Tonight, under the glare of the spotlights, she was the candidate - poised, articulate, the picture of a woman in control. But beneath the carefully applied makeup and the practiced smile, a different kind of tremor ran through her. Nop stood beside her, his hand a reassuring weight on her lower back for the cameras, for the voters, for her mother watching from some gilded living room. He played the part of the supportive husband flawlessly. Yet, his touch felt like a familiar, well-worn script, devoid of the spark that Becky increasingly yearned for. Her gaze flickered across the sea of faces, searching for a familiar anchor in the storm of the campaign. Jade, her rock, her best friend, stood just offstage, her expression a mixture of encouragement and sharp focus. They had navigated countless late nights and strategic meetings together, their bond forged in shared ambition. But lately, a different presence had begun to occupy Becky's thoughts, a quiet intensity that had slipped in like a shadow and now felt like a constant hum beneath her skin. A name, initially just a professional title, now echoed with a different kind of resonance: Chankimha. Tonight, the weight of expectation pressed down on Becky. The weight of a life chosen for her, a role she was expected to play. But somewhere, deep inside, a different script was beginning to write itself, one filled with unexpected turns and the undeniable pull of a heart yearning for something real, something unscripted.

Becky has been in love with Freen for years. She tries to confess her love one cold December afternoon, but realizes her love will never be reciprocated. Why? Because Freen likes a boy named Heather. And now, she vents her sorrow in small notes written in her diary. This is a English version of Freenbecky Adaptation Heather The story is not mine guys credit goes to original author @KimManoban_Forever