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You and You Only
Repeated disappointments in love feel like an endless loop of heartbreak.
They make me question myself—what have I done wrong?
Where did I go wrong, and why is my love life like this?
Yet, he tells me it’s because I’ve been with the wrong people.
Though he says it to comfort me or for some other reason,
I find myself wanting to change,
to live by his example.
All the while, I never truly knew that before he reached this point,
he had endured pain far greater than I could ever imagine. -
You in Autumn
Something caused Pakchee Nontaphat to encounter a strange alpha amidst the beautiful autumn of Italy.
“May I ask if you prefer tea or coffee while you wait, sir…?”
Pakchee suddenly realized they hadn’t exchanged a single word and didn’t even know each other’s names. Yet, when his gaze met the other’s, those sharp amber eyes—warm just moments ago—flashed silver and hardened into a fierce, intimidating glare. The muscular chest heaving heavily caught Pakchee’s wide eyes and stilled breath.
The man was entering his rut!
The situation made Pakchee suddenly aware that he had opened his door, inviting a stranger inside without a second thought. He felt a natural discharge flooding from within, wetting him so much it soaked his underwear. It dripped down freely, staining the space between his legs. His breath grew shallow and uneven as the mating urge grew stronger, gradually overtaking his fading reason.
He was starting to go into heat too.
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You Won’t Get Lost on the Road You Built
You won’t get lost on a road you build yourself.
The latest work from Win Nimmanworawut, Romantic & Fierce.You might be unsure what path you’ve chosen—
Is it filled with thorns?
Is the view what you love?
Or maybe you’re confused at a crossroads without a sign,
wondering if you should turn back and start again.
Who will you meet along the way? 🙂I hope what you find on your journey
helps you grow into who you want to be.
And if you have time someday, tell me—
How is your path right now?Don’t be afraid to question everything around you.
Always be proud of yourself,
even if your path is unlike anyone else’s. -
Yuan-Yi-Ge
In the year 1957, she breathed her last from a mysterious bullet. Yet, hell showed mercy—allowing the rising film starlet to return and reclaim everything, even if it meant humbling herself to borrow the hand of the sweet-faced lead actress from the traditional theater troupe she once scorned!
Mom Luang (M.L.) Marisa Yaowamal is the most accomplished young woman in the capital in 1957.
Beautiful and elegant, highly educated, and born into a noble lineage, no one surpasses her—except for her sharp tongue and insufferable arrogance. Without these flaws, the leading role in the new film would surely be hers.But on the day her name was about to be announced, a gunshot rang out—and her breath suddenly ceased!
She died—without ever getting the lead role.
She died—before claiming the handsome gentleman she had her eyes on as her husband.
She died—without the chance to make her enemies burn with envy.
She died—without ever knowing who killed her.
Yet hell showed mercy, granting Mom Luang (M.L.) Marisa a second chance. She awakens, returning to the day she fell ill a year prior. This time, she vows to reclaim her lead role and expose the villain who murdered her.
Oh, and she hasn’t returned a better person. Reform isn’t in her vocabulary. Instead, she’ll be fiercer, more venomous, and torment anyone who stands in her way—no matter what.
Even if she must humble herself to enlist the help of Ruenrudee, aka Pikul Phumthong, the lead actress of the Dao Pradub Fah traditional theater troupe—whom she once deeply despised and with whom she shares a bitter history!