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YOU.AGAIN

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"when ling ling kwong a successfull Doctor longing for a girl who used to share her lunchbox with her back in her miserable elementary school memories"All Rights Reserved

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Can you hear me? (Ormling) by hypenatedxx

A forgotten trunk. Porcelain faces that watch. A legacy that refuses to stay buried. When Lingling inherits her grandmother's dolls, she doesn't expect to uncover a world of secrets, shadows, and rituals that stretch back generations. But as each doll reveals its own story, she begins to realize that some inheritances are more than memory-they are destiny. Caught between fear and courage, trust and betrayal, Lingling must navigate a labyrinth of whispers and shadows. And standing beside her is Orm-fierce, unyielding, and the only anchor in a storm that threatens to consume them both. In The Dollmaker's Bride, every choice comes at a price, and every secret has a reflection waiting in the shadows.

Cross My Heart, Suture Yours: CODE RED (LingOrm) by o_okath

Prologue "Not all heartbreaks come from betrayal. Some grow from choices made in silence." They were happy once. Truly. Stupidly. Brilliantly happy. After the rivalry, the tension, the guarded hearts-Lingling and Orm had found each other. Two doctors, one heart. They stood in the dawn light outside the hospital, palms pressed, quiet smiles blooming. And for years, they made it work. Lingling soared in internal medicine-panels, journals, awards. Orm, ever proud, filmed her behind the scenes, smitten and steady. They shared shift schedules, socks, even toothbrushes. Fans adored their chemistry-Orm's teasing, Lingling's glares that always ended in a blush. But slowly, life crept in. Lingling picked rounds over date nights, grant proposals over cuddles. She missed anniversaries. Ignored Orm's soft pleas to rest, to breathe, to be there. Not out of malice. Just... neglect. Lingling believed love would hold on its own. But Orm was tired of holding it alone. "I miss us," Orm said once while Lingling typed away. "You never look at me the way you look at your career." Lingling didn't flinch. "My work matters." "And I don't?" Orm whispered. She didn't say no. She said nothing. That silence became a wound. Orm stopped filming at home. Stopped asking. Stopped hoping for a space in a life Lingling was building without her. Until one night, suitcase in hand, Orm stood by the door. "Do you even see me anymore, Ling?" Lingling didn't look up. That was all she needed. She left-no slammed doors, no last plea. Just a note on the fridge: "You chose your calling. I just wish you made room for me in it. - O." Lingling came home late. Read the note under harsh fluorescent light. And for the first time in years, she realized- She'd won every award. But lost her heart. Cross My Heart, Suture Yours: CODE RED

The Faded Vows by lynk992925

He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.

Unexpected Date | lingorm (ladaearn) by zedkey13

Falada, a reserved and introverted doctor, never believed in dating apps, or dating. She prefers her structured life over the chaos of meeting strangers. But after relentless nudging from her friends, she gives in and downloads one. Across the city, Earn, a free-spirited photographer who lives in the moment and never stays in one place too long, notices one particular profile...and swipes right. A story about timing, trust and unexpected connections. AN: - This is a fanfiction inspired by characters from The Secret of Us series. - Locations mentioned may be real or fictional. - All photo credits go to the original owners. - I apologize for any grammar mistakes, as english is not my first language. Enjoy :)

တည်တံ့ရဲ့အသည်း[Completed] by Pear6_6

အပိုင်းအားလုံးနီးပါးမှောင်ပြီး warningတွေများမှာမို့ အမှောင်မကြိုက်သူများ အသက်မပြည့်သေးဘူးများကျော်သွားကြပါရှင့်

Her Royal King by ficuniverse_00

ARVITH RAWALVANSHI is the King of Ranwada, the eldest son of a powerful royal family. Ranwada is a land rich in culture, wealth and everything that makes a kingdom strong. Arvith is cold-hearted by nature but a brilliant ruler. People say he doesn't even have a heart. They believe whoever marries him will be the unluckiest girl alive because he is known as a devil. He has no interest in love or marriage. But what happens when his family arranges his marriage to a girl who has nothing... and no one even knows she exists? Will he accept her or push her away? YASHIKA TRIPATHI is a girl who lives inside four walls not because anyone forces her but because she chooses silence. She speaks only when needed and sometimes not at all. She has no one to share her pain with. She wasn't always like this. Something in her past changed her completely. She doesn't know her purpose in life-until the day her family fixes her marriage with the King of Ranwada, Arvith Rawalvanshi. To Yashika, this feels like the end. How can she survive with a man known as a devil? Will she get the love she always craves? Will he ever accept her? And what turned her into this quiet, broken girl? Step into a world of power, silence and longing-where destiny writes its own story.

Special Wifey - LingOrm by JingLing9495

Orm Kornnaphat was trapped in an arranged marriage set up by her parents. Her father's company was in trouble, and the only one who came to the rescue was his old college friend - but on one condition: that Orm marry his only daughter. Her soon-to-be wife's name was Lingling Kwong, undeniably handsome - gorgeous. But... what made Orm even sadder was the fact that Lingling had Asperger's syndrome. Forced to break up with her girlfriend, barely graduated from college and already pushed into marriage - with a 'special' wife. Orm felt like rebelling, but she loved her parents too much. So she accepted it, even if she had to go through it all in tears.

رقصة الدم الاخيرة by yakot1

صـوت حسراتـه تزرف الگلب وانا دموعي ماتوگف أمسحهن بعصبية ويردن يطيحن گالي بصـوت مقهور - لا تبچيـن. - كلشي ضدنا ، محـد ويانا. - الله ويانا. - اذا تزوجنـا يكتلونك. سحب نفس شمر جگارته وگام يوگف يدوس عليها ويگلي - لو ثمن زواجنا أنكتل أخيّط ثوب عرسچ من شرايـيني. رقصة الدم الأخيرة رواية عراقية درامية رومانسية .. رقصة الدم الاخيرة

Always You. Unfortunately. by Yjkr94

Ling finally tried committing to something other than her career, the gym routine and a rotating roster of flings. She proposed. Her girlfriend laughed. Apparently, Ling's "I'm not a relationship person" reputation is harder to shake than she thought. Especially when her *actual* longest relationship is with her best friend, Orm, and the tiny child who bosses her around and claims "she's ours." Originally posted on my AO3 account. --- The usual disclaimer: The characters are obviously inspired by LingOrm, and there might be references to real-life events, but the story is purely fictional. English is not my first language, so my apologies for any potential mistakes. If you want to say hi, I'm on X: @yjkr94_LO Peace and Love, JKRs :)

Mrs&Mrs. by whodoesntlikesoda

They're married. They're in love. They're also lying to each other. Lingling Kwong is a construction mogul with a sharp tongue, killer instincts, and a secret basement full of weapons. Orm Kornnaphat-Kwong is a charismatic face of a luxury travel agency-who just so happens to run covert assassinations between resort bookings. Neither knows the other is also an assassin. And that's exactly how it's supposed to stay.

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Can you hear me? (Ormling) cover

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Her Royal King cover

Special Wifey - LingOrm cover

رقصة الدم الاخيرة cover

Always You. Unfortunately. cover

Can you hear me? (Ormling)

A forgotten trunk. Porcelain faces that watch. A legacy that refuses to stay buried. When Lingling inherits her grandmother's dolls, she doesn't expect to uncover a world of secrets, shadows, and rituals that stretch back generations. But as each doll reveals its own story, she begins to realize that some inheritances are more than memory-they are destiny. Caught between fear and courage, trust and betrayal, Lingling must navigate a labyrinth of whispers and shadows. And standing beside her is Orm-fierce, unyielding, and the only anchor in a storm that threatens to consume them both. In The Dollmaker's Bride, every choice comes at a price, and every secret has a reflection waiting in the shadows.