I’m Mew. I love a woman, too. We’ve never hidden it, but we haven’t broadcast it either. We’ve been together for seven years.

Three years ago, while standing and flirting at a bus stop,
three years after moving in together—pure love and attraction.

But everyone keeps whispering in our ears
that we’ll break up, no matter what,
because of the cursed number seven.

Even my girlfriend Egg has heard the rumors and started worrying if it’s true.

But we love each other this much—
nothing can tear us apart.

Not even the number seven… it can’t do a thing to us!

I’m ‘Meen Mina,’ a cool, beautiful woman who’s always been independent and single since birth. No one knows that I’ve secretly kept ‘her’ in my heart all this time.

She’s ‘Yiwa Hwanyiwa,’ my former classmate, a fierce believer in justice. Her acts of bravery have left a lasting impression on me, unforgettable, but my own fears caused me to let her slip away, a regret I still carry.

Then, the reunion party came, and we met again, reconnecting the bond that had once been broken. But many obstacles stand in the way of our love, so will Meen Mina, the cool woman, be able to overcome life’s challenges?

I’m Bo—an ordinary person with a pretty private life.
Yet every day, I’m told “I love you” over and over by the kid next door named Apo,
who’s been following me since she was as small as a puppy,
and now she’s like a clingy Persian cat who never stops being affectionate.

Amid all the annoyance, my parents think it’s cute.
Which only makes me resist more—
why does no one find it strange
that a little girl would scream over her older sister?

Until one day she said, “I don’t think I love you anymore.”
That’s when my heart jolted—
the one who once loved me no longer does.

The person who once adored me doesn’t adore me anymore.

What is this feeling?
That sense of emptiness, loneliness, as if left stranded on an island halfway along the way.

No… she loves and likes only me.

I won’t let her stop loving me.

Because Apo… she belongs to me alone.

I’m Genlong—a woman born with beauty, status, and a sharp mind.
For me, everything must be the best—especially my boyfriend.

But why is it that, despite never being easily swayed,
I find myself defeated by a reckless girl named “Ong-oy,”
my childhood best friend who once gave me lice?

Maybe it’s those beautiful eyes of hers that pull me in so much
that I feel anger—

Anger at myself for being so vulnerable…

And this is my best friend, no less,
and a girl too.

Adapted into a TV series,
Mate The Series by Nezt Media, starring Grace Busarin and Oae Pornchanok.

I’m “Circe,” someone caught between good and bad.
If you see the world positively, I’m the one who encourages others.
If you see it negatively…
I’m the one who exploits others’ weaknesses to fill my own pockets.

India, the interior designer hired to decorate my new home office, probably thinks that way.
She dislikes me and has labeled me a fraud.

Determined to beat me, she does everything to learn about me—
but it seems fate intervened, without my asking.

One morning, I woke up in the body of Narin,
the man India hates and is about to break up with.
As I learn who she is and where she comes from,
old feelings resurface.

Guilt and a desire to make amends transform my urge to win
into a wish to soothe her heart instead.

To me, she is a sunflower—
bringing comfort when touched by the sun.
I want to be like a midnight plane,
comforting her to rest with the gentle hum of silent engines.

“My name is ‘Friend.’

I was born and raised in a perfect, loving family, but my health has always been fragile.

After heart surgery, I lived like a normal person, but I still struggled with socializing, speaking, and eventually found few people wanting to befriend me.

Yet, despite all this, someone persistently pursued me every single day—my boss, Melda, or ‘Khun Mui,’ the boss of everyone.

Whenever I asked why she loved me, she always had an answer without hesitation, which made me feel strange—it seemed to contradict logic somehow:

‘Love has no reason; if it has a reason, it’s not love.’

This made me uncertain about her. We had just met, and she already claimed to like me—was there something hidden behind this?

Then, suddenly, I found a confidante who looks exactly like me, and we communicate through mirrors.

Her name is ‘Fan.’

Every part of her body mirrors mine perfectly—like a reflection—except her name, personality, and countless other things.

We became friends and talked through mirrors whenever we met.

She lives in one world; I live in another.

And when she crossed over…

That’s when the problems began.

After being proposed to, I felt like I was walking in a haze, unable to see which path to take—whether to move forward with him or to part ways and face the future alone.

Then I met her, Rattikan, a school friend I had spoken to only once before, on the day she wore Chanel No. 5.

Suddenly, many of my thoughts changed.

Her scent stirred memories,
her scent stirred feelings,
and it awakened a deep part of my heart that was hard to accept… that I love her.

It’s uncertain whether it was her sweet, delicate face…or the lingering scent of perfume on her skin that made ‘Run’ fall under the spell of Ann.

As for Ann, she approached this younger woman with careful intent, only to find her own schemes tangled, unable to pull away as she planned.

Although Run insisted firmly that she didn’t care about the past, the scars from it stood like a wall, blocking ‘Ann’s’ heart.

While the giver tried every way to offer love, the receiver shut every door, refusing to let love in. In the end, will they find their way to each other, or not?

I, “Ai-Un,” was asked by my twin to break up with her ex on her behalf—on the very day of his wedding. Since we looked identical, she thought it would be easier if I did it instead. At first, I didn’t care much, but after my sister had an accident, whether out of sympathy or guilt, I ended up agreeing to her request.

But the moment I met her ex, I was left speechless. Standing before me was Methawi —a blind woman who wasn’t even remotely my type. And yet, just by meeting her, I felt as if I had fallen into a trance. Instead of breaking up with her, I found myself confessing my love and taking my sister’s place—just to stay close to her.

Don’t ask me why I did it. Was it pity? Definitely not. Was it compassion? Not quite. My whole life, I’ve broken up with eighteen men simply because their kiss didn’t make me feel anything. But with her… it was different. Her kiss made me tremble. It made my heart race.

But what now? Methawi loves me—but she believes I’m my twin. If the truth comes out, our love will shatter. And I… I will become like Pluto in the solar system.

Once there, then forgotten. And being forgotten… is no different from never existing at all.

“Jom” is the nickname my mother gave me, with the idea that it would change each year depending on her mood.
On good days, I’m “Jom the Mischievous.”
On bad days, I’m “Jom the Meddler.”

I was born with a special ability—I can hear people’s thoughts and see images when I touch them.
My parents often used this skill to their advantage—playing cards or screening tenants in our apartment to nip trouble in the bud.

Then one day, a new tenant named Renoo moved in.
Mom asked me to screen her, but I couldn’t see anything or read her mind.
All I could hear was the pounding of her heart echoing in my head—thump thump… all the time.

I, who usually don’t care about other people’s business, suddenly became curious about her to the point of frustration.
And the tenant turned out to be the new teacher at our school.

From a simple relationship,
things became complicated when our heartbeats started syncing in a meaningful way.

I recalled an experiment about lovers’ heartbeats syncing when they gaze into each other’s eyes—
which is where the phrase “hearts in sync” comes from.

But aren’t hearts supposed to sync with the opposite sex?
So why does my heart beat in time with someone whose thoughts I can’t read?

Who is she?
Why do I hear nothing but the sound of her heartbeat?

I’m Eve. The day my father told me he was bringing a new mother along with a stepsister,
I was so excited my heart raced.
But when I met her, that excitement turned into a pounding heart like never before.

However, my joy was short-lived.
I overheard the mother and daughter talking about how they came into the family to take everything.
Love turned into hatred, and I immediately saw her as my enemy.

Yet, despite knowing that I knew, she continued to smile and show me affection,
always looking at me with eyes full of charm.

A love story like Cinderella—where the evil stepmother bullies the stepsister—
but somehow, I ended up being the one bullying the older sister.

And before I knew it, in the midst of tormenting each other,
I fell hopelessly in love with her.

Because she’s my little sister, all I can do is restrain my heart.

Even though she’s not my biological sister, she never knows about that. That’s what makes it harder to make it work, especially when she tries to come close to me without ever knowing that this older sister of hers thinks of her more than just a little sister. That’s why I have to act like I hate her and make her misunderstand me…

Without knowing that my heart is shattering from the impossible love.

The love between the older and the little sisters.

The forbidden love that nobody in the world can accept—not even me!

I’m “Dokrak,” a name with no special origin—
my parents just thought it sounded cute.
But they never imagined I’d grow up getting teased by friends
calling me “Dokrakk… love” or something like that.

I’m a real woman,
who loves reading boys’ love manga and gay novels,
feeling my body heat up just by looking at a man’s v-shaped torso.

But unbelievably, I fell in love with a woman—
a woman everyone else adores.
And worse yet,

she’s actually my brother’s girlfriend.

Adapted into a TV series,
US: Our Love,
produced by GMMTV, starring Amy Thasorn and Bonnie Pasasorn.

After five years, everything changed.
P’Ti met a new lover and thought he would settle down with this person, even considering marriage.
I couldn’t help but admire this, but it sparked jealousy in “Khun Sam”—both my boyfriend and boss—who couldn’t bear it and proposed to me, even breaking a promise made to his late grandmother.

However, our marriage wasn’t smooth sailing,
as obstacles arose between us and our love.

Will we overcome this?
Only our hearts can decide if we still love each other enough.

Forever may not exist, but for us…
loving each other forever is always true.

I, “Frank,” took on the role of a manager because I had to inherit my father’s business. To prove that I’m capable, I have to be perfect from head to toe. But because I was so busy with work, I didn’t have time to keep my room clean, so I had to hire a housekeeper to take care of it.

However…
None of the housekeepers my mother found were suitable. Some left dust stains, others secretly stole things from my room. Even the shampoo bottle seemed to be missing some, despite having just bought it new.

So, my mother arranged for a new housekeeper for me to interview in person. And I was shocked when I met the new housekeeper, “Yu.” When my mother brought her in, I felt nauseous, short of breath, and almost fainted. There was something telling me, ‘She’s the one.’

I ended up hiring her immediately, despite knowing almost nothing about her.

I’m someone who can read people well because I’m skilled in body language, but when it came to her, I couldn’t make sense of anything. I was completely flustered, unsure of what to do next. As for the new housekeeper, there was something suspicious about her.

She approached me without fear, and that smile of hers constantly bloomed, as though challenging me in a way that irritated me.

If someone were to ask me why she passed the interview even though she hadn’t said a word, there would be many reasons to explain.

She’s small.
She’s cute.
She has a beautiful smile.

But if that explanation is too long, let me sum it up simply:
For me… ‘She’s the most adorable person in the world.’

I’m “Dawan.”

Ever since I can remember, I’ve had strange dreams about a little girl—
small, quiet, and always coming to play in my dreams.

Until one day, a new neighbor moved in,
and that’s when my family fell apart.

My father ran away with the man next door—
and that man was the father of…

“Kimhan,”

the quiet, small, and tearful boy next door.

At first, we weren’t close at all,
but through many events, we came to understand each other.

Though Kimhan doesn’t know it,
in reality, we’re just friends—
but in my dreams, we do much more than that.

So my feelings grew deep—
but I must keep them hidden from him.

What I didn’t know was…
I wasn’t the only one dreaming that dream.

Adapted into a TV series
DREAMyuri Kimhan… I Dream of You
by IDOLFACTORY, starring May Yada and Fay Kanyapat.

‘Lady Sam’ or ‘Khun Sam’—

A woman blessed with beauty, wealth, and intelligence.
She’s the woman who inspired me to grow and become someone like her.
I even applied to work at the same place, just to be close to her.

Maybe it was the wide, wrinkled smile she had when we were kids
that planted a love inside me,
a love I never thought possible—

that a woman could fall in love with another woman.

But we were too different—
our social status, lineage, and even an eight-year age gap.

And on top of that!

We’re the same gender.

My love’s beginning was already impossible,
but what could I do?
I had already fallen in love.
If I couldn’t turn back, the only way was to move forward.

Differences?
They’re nothing compared to the heart.

Adapted into a TV series
Pink Theory GAP The Series by IDOLFACTORY
Starring Freen Sarocha and Becky Rebecca.

I am “Got,”

but everyone in my family calls me “God” because my name sounds like “God.”

My ability can bring happiness to anyone—
and it can also inflict terrible sorrow when I curse.

No one knows…

that every time I speak, it affects me—directly or indirectly.

Recently, I cursed the admin of the “Celeb Exposé” page,
wishing he would forget his past just because I was angry.

The consequences doubled back on me.

Sometimes, I don’t even recognize myself…

And I developed a strange illness that worries my mother,
fearing one day I might leave without saying goodbye.

But then one day,

“Miriam,”

a high school friend I’d secretly watched from afar, appeared.

She was like water nourishing my deadened soul, bringing it back to life.

So I decided to cherish the time I have with her,

simply to hold onto this moment and carry it with me to my final breath.

Never realizing…

having her made me want to live.

But if I wished to survive, the consequences might be unpredictable.

So I kept my last wish, and if it were to be given to anyone…

…it would be hers.

I’m “Chama,” also known as “Baicha,” the proud owner of an import-export business, honored with numerous awards as an outstanding female entrepreneur.

As the business grew, I had to hire more staff—
and that’s when I met her, “Nilmukda.”

A newcomer applying for the accounting position.

The moment our eyes met, I knew she was the one.

I secretly gave her flowers, sticky notes, and fruits,
but she’s scared, unsure who’s watching her.

Oh dear… when you love and care this much,
doing things like this just ruins my cool!

“I will never love again.”

That was my firm resolve after returning from abroad.

Now, I’m “Intuorn,” a new person.
I want to prove to everyone that beyond being rich and beautiful, I have grown up too.

But “Khun Pa” doesn’t see it that way—he still treats me like a child.
And with good intentions, he finds a caretaker for me, to teach me what it means to be a complete, good adult.

So he brought me a helper—or more elegantly, a “secretary”—named “Arunberkfa.”

The moment I first saw her, I felt strong prejudice, because I trust myself above all else.

What’s worse, this sweet-faced secretary looks exactly like “Renu,”
the thorn in my heart I can’t separate from.

I tried hard to push this secretary away,
but whenever I almost succeeded, I somehow pulled her back—without understanding why.

Even though I vowed never to love again,
I’m the type who falls in love easily…
And I fell for a woman who is

indifferent,
expressionless,
and never remembers my face.

I’m the only one who never gets a smile from her.

My desire to win, mixed with inner conflict, draws me closer to this sweet-faced secretary.

I even told myself, “I’d give up anything for this.”
Just to see her show some feeling.

If money can buy everything, I’d like to ask Arunberkfa—

how much is your smile worth?

I’m “Ord-orn,” a writer stuck on a new project because I just don’t get why “Maya” has to be so cruel to the heroine “P’Erng.”

P’Erng is kind, gentle, and lovable, yet Maya betrays her unforgivably at the end.

I wrote and rewrote, confused how the story took this turn. The deadline loomed, but I still didn’t understand the plot. Stress knocked me out, and when I woke up, I found myself inside the world of my imagination—as Maya herself.

Only then did I understand why she acted that way.

The truth is deeper than anyone can understand.

I woke abruptly during the climax, regretting but rushing to finish before the deadline.

Thanks to this novel, I met Bokor, someone I had only emailed before.

She is him.

But is he really her? I don’t know.

I only know that the moment I saw her, I fell hopelessly in love.

Unable to resist…

Adapted into a TV series
Announced for production in 2022.

Because I had reached a dead end, my bandmates told me to write a love song—even though I had never written one before. That was until I met her—’Aor,’ a regular customer at the café.

Strangely enough, despite her frequent visits, I had never noticed her before. But the moment our eyes met, the first lyrics and melody floated into my mind, compelling me to walk up to her and say, ‘You are my inspiration.’

Not only did she become my muse, but she also became my first love. Meanwhile, she saw me as nothing more than a weirdo, trying to avoid me at every turn. But no matter what, she couldn’t escape—she was already addicted to the coffee at my shop.

So what could I do? The more she ran, the more I chased. The more I chased, the more inspiration I found. I’ve already fallen for her—there’s no turning back now!

May you find someone just like you.

I’m “Anna.”
After hurting the one I love with my words,
I was left regretting that

“Kaewlin”

had a terrible car accident.
What hurt even more was that
the sweet girl woke up remembering everything in the world—except “Anna,”
which is me, her first and only love.

And then there’s the small world that tied together two other people in my life:
my ex, who became Kaewlin’s new lover,
and my first love, who turned out to be the ex of Kaewlin’s new lover.

What a mess. If this isn’t coincidence, it must be fate.
Or, to put it harshly—

A karmic wheel

spinning endlessly without an end!

I’m “Kunja Fa,” but everyone just calls me “Fa.”

I just returned from France after completing a perfume-making course, fulfilling my dream.
But when I got home, I realized my bag had been switched with someone else’s—
and to make things worse, the swapped bag opened with the same code as mine.

While trying to contact the owner, I received a strange call—
someone saying our bags got switched.
That was the beginning of our detective game,
not revealing who we are or where we come from.

As we played along, strange feelings crept into my heart—
feelings I couldn’t explain—
until I realized something was off.

Then one day,
my best friend, with whom I had agreed that if we were both single at 30, we’d marry each other, called to say
he’d found a woman he wanted to marry.

I wasn’t sure I believed him—he falls for everyone easily.

But the person he introduced made my heart race just by our first glance.
From someone who didn’t believe in love at first sight,
I became lost in daydreams from the very first meeting.

I felt fluttery over the owner of my bag—
and also over this new woman I just met.

Crazy, right? What kind of person am I?
And all the people I feel this way about—

Both of them… are women!!!

I am… Pleng.

A perfect life turned upside down overnight because my family went bankrupt.
But thankfully, life isn’t too sad—because I have my best friend,

Wedding Day…

A small friend who grew up alongside me,
always by my side to keep life from becoming too bleak.

Though I’m a difficult person with no friends and at my lowest,
there’s still this little one telling me, “It’s okay. We’ll be together forever.”

But this isn’t a fairy tale—we both know forever doesn’t really exist.
Circumstances made me feel I couldn’t stay by her side any longer and be a burden.
So I chose to walk away.

Yet fate played a trick and we met again ten years later.
The feelings that had been silent for so long came back stronger than before, impossible to deny.

But the problem is, we’re best friends,
and we’re both women.

Others might say it’s no big deal—lots of people are like that.

But not us.

Because the real problem isn’t gender—
it’s that…

…she already belongs to someone else.

Adapted into a TV series
Affair – Love’s Game
by CHANGE2561, starring Sonya Sarunphat and Lukmee Panyaphat.

“Chris”

That’s my name.
After receiving new eyes, I kept dreaming of someone—
but upon waking, I couldn’t remember them.
What remained with me in reality was the memory of those eyes.
To keep from forgetting, I had to draw them and stare at the drawing endlessly.

Then one day, my mother was watching sports news on TV.
I perked up at the tone in the announcer’s voice and looked up at the screen.
That’s when I saw her—

“Ontakan”

A woman with the exact same eyes I often drew.

My heart raced uncontrollably when I saw the owner of those eyes.
I started researching everything about her and became a secret fan,
writing letters addressed to

“To you… my beloved,”
and signing off anonymously as

“APPLE.”

That’s my story…

Interested? Go ahead and read it—
the love story of one woman for another.

This is it.

Adapted into a TV series
APPLE MYLOVE: To You… My Beloved
by Kongthap Production, starring Aomsin Supitcha and Folk Suthima.

I’m “Lady Sippakorn,” but everyone calls me “Khun Nueng.”

After living alone outside the palace, I’ve come to realize…
there’s so much more to learn in this world.

But one thing I never learned like everyone else was what “love” really feels like.

Until I met that cheeky girl,

“Anueng.”

An eighteen-year-old with beautiful eyes, who flits around and confesses her love every time we meet.
Strangely, I usually get annoyed by persistent people,
but with her, I just feel… well, she probably won’t leave even if I shoo her away.

But our story isn’t that simple.
I learned I was somehow involved in bringing this cheeky girl into the world.

Why?

Because her mother was my best friend in high school—and then disappeared,
just because she got “pregnant.”

Whether it’s hell’s hate or heaven’s prank,
this cheeky girl came into my life and filled the

“gap”

in my heart—a heart that never knew what love was until we met.

“Our ages are too different. When I was 16, you were just conceived.”

I said this, trying to remind her of our gap,
but Anueng didn’t seem to care at all.

“So what?”

“That means when you’re 20, I’ll be 36. That’s too big a gap.”

“Look at it another way. If you’re 86, I’ll be 70. Then people will think we’re close in age,
and when you’re sick, I’ll be the one to care for you—stronger, younger, and better.”

I looked at the small person giving me reasons against me,
then quoted words that made everyone else vanish like blown-away leaves:

“Do you think you’re worthy of me?”

“Not yet today, but someday, I will be. I promise.”

Adapted into a TV series
BLANK The Series: Filling the Gap with Love
by 9Star Studios, starring Fai Peeraya and Yoko Apasra.

My name is “Keer.”

I’m the owner of a coffee shop I opened just for fun after quitting my old job—
shamed because I never married, after my fiancé called off the wedding just one day before the ceremony.

But as the saying goes, “Whatever happens, happens for the best.”
After the breakup, it seems my heart started beating off rhythm again
whenever a regular customer stopped by the shop, making my heart flutter.

Ja, a writer known as the ‘ahead-of-her-time author,’
came to sit at the café every day, unaware of the fire she ignited in someone’s heart.

I think of her.
I long for her.
Even though we never talked.

Until one day, she disappeared.
My restlessness became unbearable,
so I decided to approach her and get to know her.

She told me about a project—a new love story that might be her last.

“Chloe.”

A novel about love… about us.