Theloyalpin Stories

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.

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 quiet vineyard nestled in the misty hills of Khao Yai, Phinya Thananont-runs a small wine bar and restaurant far from the violence of her past. One rainy, stormy night, Busaya Methin and little boy stumble into her life, seeking warmth, shelter, and safety. What begins as an act of kindness unfolds into something deeper. Beneath the Vines evokes the idea of quiet strength, hidden pain, unexpected growth, and love that takes root slowly-sometimes in the shadow of trauma.

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)

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!

Original Story: Becky thought she'd moved on. Five years ago, the love of her life disappeared without a word, and she's spent every day since trying to forget. Now she's engaged to Jade, building a safe, predictable life-until she walks into Nam and Heng's wedding and sees her again. Freen. The woman who shattered her heart. The woman she swore she'd never forgive. Freen Sarocha is now a powerful CEO, untouchable and cold. But when their eyes meet across the reception hall, Becky sees something she didn't expect: the same devastation she's been carrying for five years. One conversation with Nam changes everything. The truth Becky thought she knew? It was a lie. The woman she thought abandoned her? She was drowning. And the person Becky trusted most? They stole five years from both of them. Now Becky has to decide: can she forgive the past and fight for a future with the woman who never stopped loving her? Or are some wounds too deep to heal? "What She Didn't Say" is an emotional second-chance romance about love, loss, betrayal, and the courage it takes to rebuild what was broken.

(This series is a direct continuation of my one-shot : Never Truly Fade. I recommend reading that one first, since it lays the groundwork for Phin and Bua's reconnection) Eight years after they parted ways, Bua and Phin meet again by chance-older now, carrying the weight of everything they've lived through apart. What begins as a quiet reconnection over shared memories turns into something deeper, as the two women navigate what it means to love each other in the present, with all the tenderness, longing, and hard-earned honesty that only time can bring.

Original Story: Becky thought she'd moved on. Five years ago, the love of her life disappeared without a word, and she's spent every day since trying to forget. Now she's engaged to Jade, building a safe, predictable life-until she walks into Nam and Heng's wedding and sees her again. Freen. The woman who shattered her heart. The woman she swore she'd never forgive. Freen Sarocha is now a powerful CEO, untouchable and cold. But when their eyes meet across the reception hall, Becky sees something she didn't expect: the same devastation she's been carrying for five years. One conversation with Nam changes everything. The truth Becky thought she knew? It was a lie. The woman she thought abandoned her? She was drowning. And the person Becky trusted most? They stole five years from both of them. Now Becky has to decide: can she forgive the past and fight for a future with the woman who never stopped loving her? Or are some wounds too deep to heal? "What She Didn't Say" is an emotional second-chance romance about love, loss, betrayal, and the courage it takes to rebuild what was broken.

"Even if I forget it tomorrow, say it anyway. Say it again in the morning. And again the next day." . . They say only drunks and kids can tell you the truth. . Becky thought picking up someone drunk from a bar would be a quick, mildly embarrassing errand. She didn't expect to end up on a frustrating journey through declarations, forgotten faces, and the kind of love that's too big.

Pin has a complicated relationship with her mother Khun Sam, since childhood, her mother has been monitoring her relationships choosing who should interact with her daughter, this pushed Pin to keep her new relationship until she decides to confront the truth, would Sam stop over protecting Pin if she found out who she is dating?

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.

(ONE SHOT) In the hush of Pine Palace, Lady Pilantita wishes only for a simple birthday-making merit with Anil, and sharing laughter, devotion, and love that asks for nothing in return. But when shy smiles turn into bold promises, the night blossoms into something more: a celebration of desire, tenderness, and the quiet certainty that they belong wholly to each other.

(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.

Freen Sarocha, a 20-year-old royal blood, lives a double life-one as a sharp-witted businesswoman and the other as an ordinary university student working toward her degree. Cold-hearted, too bold for anyone's liking, and a walking red flag, she believes she's cursed-destined to have blood on her hands if she ever dares to love anything or anyone. On the other side of the spectrum is Becky Armstrong, 17 years old, the sunshine in everyone's life. A true princess-sweet, bubbly, adorably clumsy, and always getting what she wants because she somehow finds a way. Irresistible, impossible not to fall for. Fate brings them together-forcing them to share a university, a dorm room, and maybe even their destinies. What happens when two opposite energies collide? Will Sarocha, the cold-hearted queen, resist falling for Becky, the most endearing angel ever? Or will Becky fight to keep her sunshine from being consumed by Freen's dark, mystic aura? Find out. Disclaimer: This story is purely a product of my imagination. Any resemblance to real-life events is purely coincidental. The only thing inspired by reality is the names of my babies, Freen & Becky, as this is a love letter to the FreenBecky fandom. Nothing else is connected to their real lives. Oh, and English isn't my first language, so please pardon my sanity in this world of insane. ;)

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Having overcome the shadows of her tragic past, former MotoGP racer Freen was finally healing when Becky came into her world. But when life throws them an unexpected twist, will Freen stand her ground or let fear drive her away? Adapted fanfiction:) Credit goes to original author!

The story is not mine. It is a converted story as I loved it very much. Credit goes to the original author.

FreenXbecky Little princess Sarocha Freen and her tiny little maid, Becca were inseparable until an unfortunate incident took place. The queen mother decided to force her head maid, Becky's mother out of her kingdom. The princess grew up to be a cold, unfeeling, short-tempered and unforgiving young adult, spoiled by her parents. She got whatever she wanted and everyone had to cater to all of her whims. The princess was 11 and her little maid was 7 when they parted. Now Becky shows up to the palace 13 years later. Will the princess and her maid rekindle their friendship? Read on to know. Is there any chance for the nature of their companionship to morph into something more than just princess and her maid? Read on to know.

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.