As North descended the grand staircase of the palace, Johan felt a sudden, undeniable shift within him. It was in that moment, watching the warmth of North's smile, that he understood-this was the love he'd been waiting for all his life. The realization hit him like a storm. He would surrender everything, his kingdom, his title, for just one kiss from him. JohanNorth / ArthitDao / TonfahTyphoon Royalty AU

This is a fanfiction inspired by Fourever You characters by Howlsairy and the rom-com series, Mischievious Kiss/ It all started by a Kiss An earthquake destroys North Rattanakosin's home, forcing him and his mom to move in with the Thammasaks-a wealthy family with an infuriatingly perfect son, Johan. To make matters worse, Johan also happens to be North's aloof and annoyingly attractive schoolmate. Their awkward new dynamic is sealed with an accidental kiss that leaves North flustered and Johan as calm as ever. But living under the same roof brings more stolen moments and unexpected closeness, making North question whether those sparks between them are something more than just coincidence. Sometimes, love doesn't just knock-it crashes in when you least expect it. Note; There may be mature, intimate scenes in the later chapters

Keng, the eldest son of a powerful family, is forced into an arranged marriage with Namping, a quiet and soft-spoken boy from a lesser-known but politically significant family. The marriage is purely for business. Neither of them consented. Namping secretly harbors love for Keng, as they've known each other since childhood. But Keng, bitter and resentful about the forced marriage, treats Namping coldly, assuming Namping only agreed for status. Despite the coldness, Namping fulfills his duties as a spouse, silently enduring. Behind closed doors, he cries alone, while Keng throws himself into work and avoids home. What Keng doesn't know is that Namping is suffering not only emotionally but physically from a worsening illness - something he's kept hidden. By the time Keng realizes how much Namping truly loves him - and how much he loves Namping back - it may be too late. Namping's fading body and broken heart may not withstand it anymore.

Johan was a man who had spent his entire life mending broken hearts-both figuratively and literally. A brilliant cardiologist with steady hands and an even steadier heart, he believed in saving lives, in keeping hearts beating no matter the odds. But all of his medical expertise, all of his desperate efforts, were powerless against fate when he met North. North natchanan. North was different from any patient Jo had ever treated. He was quiet yet full of life, fragile yet resilient, a man whose heart had already counted down most of its beats. Diagnosed with a rare cardiac condition, north had spent years in and out of hospitals, learning to live with the knowledge that his time was slipping away. Yet despite his failing heart, he found beauty in the world. Their love was never meant to be grand or dramatic. It was the kind of love that didn't need loud declarations-just soft smiles shared across a hospital bed, stolen moments between check-ups, and fingers lingering for a second too long when passing a cup of tea. It was a love that settled in their bones, quiet but unshakable, as natural as breathing. But love alone couldn't save north's heart. No matter how fiercely Johan fought, no matter how many sleepless nights he spent searching for a cure, north's condition worsened. And on one fateful evening, with the sound of rain filling the room, North natchanan took his last breath-with johan holding him close, whispering his name, promising him that he would never be alone. "If your heart stops beating... I'll make sure mine does too." Johan kept that promise. As the world outside carried on, as machines beeped their final warning, Johan chose to follow the only heartbeat that had ever truly mattered to him. With a syringe in hand, he ensured. •Don't worry. if you don't like sad ending. I'll make a alternative one 😌•

Johan, a wealthy and serious businessman, acts distant. His happy and loving fiancé, North, tries to connect with him, but Johan stays reserve. Their once intertwined destinies now face a crossroads. This story is about Johan learning to love North properly, or losing him entirely.

Once sweethearts torn apart by circumstance, Keng and Namping are reunited by a life they never planned - and a child neither expected to raise alone. When Namping returns to his hometown in Mae Hong Son to carry their baby despite a life-threatening heart condition, he hides his pain for the sake of new life. Keng, after learning the truth, rushes back into their lives with a promise to stay. After a safe birth, Namping's heart begins to fail. He refuses surgery, clinging to every moment with their newborn. But when Keng takes his hand and whispers, "I'll take care of them - now it's your turn to live," Namping faces a choice that could change everything. Can love survive the wait... or is it already too late?

Everything you left behind The scent never goes away And I'll remember you forever The scented Things is you

Focus on TinCan & KlaNo and a little AePete, TharnType or else. We'll see later. This FF is a continuation of the last episode of LBC. How TinCan improved their relationship & how KlaNo lived a relationship based on lie. All characters belong to P'Mame. Plot is mine, so NO REPOST, RE-PUBLISH, COPY, ADAPTATION, REMAKE OR WHATEVER IT CALLED WITHOUT MY PERMISSION.

Imagines and Oneshots from the Harry Potter Universe ✧₊⁺ Draco Malfoy, Mattheo Riddle, Theodore Nott, Lorenzo Berkshire, Pansy Parkinson, Tom Riddle. The story features AI generated images (created by me). Take a real look into the world of Hogwarts while falling in love with the Slytherin Boys! 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘸𝘯𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘑.𝘒. 𝘙𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘊𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘗𝘪𝘹𝘢𝘣𝘢𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘳 Gaetanob1992.

Being with him is like living in a rom-com written by a chaos gremlin. One minute, he's roping me into a harmless prank; the next, we're fleeing the scene like two criminals with a tragic lack of impulse control. Somewhere between the late-night scheming, the not-so-innocent teasing, and the accidental hand-holding, I realized-he's not just my partner in crime. He's my boyfriend. And honestly? I'm doomed. (And maybe a little bit in love.)