นิยายเว็บแนว Drama Romance และเรื่องราว Badboy ในฉาก Age Gap

Warning ⚠️: This isn’t your sweet, ordinary romance. If morally grey heroines, obsessive ex, narcissistic Husband and messy emotions aren’t your thing… turn back now. —------------------- I died that day….not just because Michael humiliated and killed me, but because he had the nerve to suggest an open marriage with his secretary. If I had known it would end like that, I would have rejected his marriage proposal in a heartbeat. But fate gave me a second chance. I’m Lora Brown, a famous fashion designer, reborn to rewrite my destiny. This time, I’ll become the sexy, confident wife Michael always claimed he wanted. But he won’t get another shot at me. Not when other men are vying for my heart… and I’m ready to choose one.

After her 9-year marriage ends in a divorce, Eunice Francis is eager to move on with her life and raise her twin daughters in peace. But that's until she runs into a handsome stranger who turns out to be billionaire playboy Sam Ewing. Eunice is determined not to be entangled with a celebrity, but Sam isn't ready to take no for an answer. When they begin to fall in love with each other, their fairytale romance gets threatened by a known enemy, family prejudices, and an unexpected scandal. Can Eunice and Sam find a way to keep their love alive, or are they fighting a lost battle?

Three months before my wedding, I found my fiancé buried deep inside my maid of honor. ​I gave Leo five years of my life. I ironed his shirts, managed his stress, and sacrificed my own dreams to build our perfect future. My reward? Standing in the doorway of our bedroom, listening to him call me "boring" while he ruined our bed with my best friend. ​Shattered, humiliated, and completely alone, I ran out into the freezing, torrential rain with nothing but the clothes on my back. I thought my life was over. I thought I had hit rock bottom. ​Until a massive black umbrella blocked out the storm, and a heavy, expensive suit jacket was draped over my trembling shoulders. ​Alexander. Leo’s incredibly wealthy, terrifyingly ruthless Godfather. ​He is older. Untouchable. The most feared man in the city and the patriarch who controls Leo’s entire inheritance. He is the ultimate forbidden fruit. ​He didn't look at me with pity as I sat bleeding and broken on the pavement. He looked at me with a dark, consuming hunger that made my breath hitch. Kneeling in the wet street, he wiped a tear from my jaw and whispered a promise that would change my life forever: ​"Tell me who did this to you, and I will ruin his life by morning." ​I only wanted a place to dry off. I only wanted a little bit of revenge. I never meant to let him back me against the marble counters of his penthouse. I never meant to crave his rough hands, his possessive growls, or the intoxicating danger of his bed. ​If Leo’s family finds out, it will destroy Alexander’s empire. ​But once the Godfather claims you... there is no going back.

Book 1: Sienna And Kai Some rules are meant to be broken. Falling for your best friend's little brother isn't one of them. As the Vancouver Vipers' team nutritionist, Sienna Carter has spent years rebuilding the life her abusive marriage almost destroyed. Falling for the team's cocky rookie and her best friend's now-grown little brother isn't just unprofessional. It could cost her everything. Except Kai Rivera isn't the awkward kid she remembers anymore. He's the Vancouver Vipers' golden boy—devastatingly handsome, and determined to make her see him as a man. Kai Rivera has wanted Sienna for years and one stolen kiss proves she wants him too. Then the moment is caught on camera. Now the internet has branded her a villain as the older woman trying to corrupt the golden boy, while Sienna's manipulative ex sees the perfect chance to destroy what's left of her life. Falling in love? That was always the most dangerous play. Book 2: Maya & Cole story. Maya has spent years being the solid one. Best friend, loyal wingwoman, the girl who always has the backup plan and the sharpest comeback. She never expected the quiet, controlled head athletic trainer of the Vancouver Vipers to look at her like she was the only play that mattered. Cole Bennett doesn’t do messy. He doesn’t do public. And he sure as hell doesn’t do the best friend of the team’s new nutritionist. But one late-night treatment room, one accidental almost-kiss, and one secret that refuses to stay buried later, the man who lives by protocol is breaking every rule he ever made. She’s his best friend’s best friend. He’s the one man she was never supposed to want

The air in the room was thick as the electric heat of a mistake was in progress. "Yeah, right there... Ah," I gasped, the words catching in my throat. Every sensation was surreal, the sounds of skin slapping. Jayden moved with a raw, desperate energy, his tattooed hands gripping me. He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear, a dark, playful smirk tugging at his lips as sweat shimmered down our bodies "You like that huh?" he murmured, his voice low with a teasing vibration that sent a fresh shiver racing down my spine. "Hmm," I could only moan in response, my eyes fluttering shut as I let the waves of ecstasy pull me under. "What the fuck Is it going on here?" The voice didn't just break the silence; it shattered the room. It was a guttural roar that turned my blood to ice. Jayden scrambled backward, the bed sulking under his sudden movement. "Shit... " he hissed, his face draining of color as he fumbled for his jeans. I felt coldness piercing through my nakedness. My hands shook violently as I reached for my dress, the silk feeling like lead in my fingers. I couldn't lookup. In the doorway stood Richard. He wasn’t shouting anymore, the silence was unbearable. His eyes, usually filled with a composed warmth, were now dark with a devastating betrayal. He looked at Jayden, then his gaze drifted to me half-clothed on his son’s bed. "Lena..." His voice broke. "How could you?" He didn't wait for an answer. There was no explanation needed. Richard bowed his head, his shoulders slumped under the weight of a heartbreak he hadn't seen coming, and turned his back on us. The sound of his retreating footsteps echoed through the hallway.

"I know you know that I have an effect on you. I know you do" His words made me rethink why I was thinking about my best friend’s brother in the worst ways possible but why did it feel so right. He came closer to me and planted a soft kiss on my cheeks. It made me feel so warm and wet and I hated the fact that I wanted more. I craved him in all ways possible but this is so wrong, there's Josh, I just can't leave Josh.

She thought he was a stranger. She didn't know he was already everywhere. Alie's life is unraveling-her career, her relationships, her confidence. The last thing she expects is to catch the attention of Caine Blackthorne, a reclusive billionaire whose dark allure is matched only by the shadows in his past. What begins with anonymous gifts and subtle gestures quickly twists into something far more dangerous. He knows her secrets. He controls her choices. And no matter how hard she tries to escape, his voice is always there in the silence: You're mine. Drawn to the man who terrifies her, Alie finds herself caught between fear and desire. But when obsession turns to captivity, she'll discover that loving a man like Caine comes with a price-one she may not survive.

While my mother laughed with her friends, putting on her makeup for the big night, I was in the next room, on my knees before the man she was about to marry. His fingers tangled in my hair as he tilted my face up, his intense gaze leaving me breathless. “Be a good girl,” he murmured, his voice low and commanding. “You know exactly what I want.” I knew it was wrong. I knew I should walk away before things went any further. But there was something dangerously intoxicating about him—something that made it impossible to think clearly whenever he was near. And this was only the beginning of a secret that could destroy everything. Dive in if you’re ready to feel the heat. Stay if you’re brave enough to discover how far temptation can go.

In a world where appearances are everything, Lola Navarro's carefully constructed life shatters when a twist of fate entwines her with Santiago Morales—her best friend's enigmatic older brother. He's a titan of industry, a rumored playboy whose charisma is as legendary as his fortune. A sudden, inescapable scandal thrusts them into a high-stakes charade: a public engagement designed to deceive the voracious media and safeguard their reputations. Forced into the same living space, their lives become an intricate dance of whispered secrets and undeniable proximity. Beneath the dazzling facade, the carefully built walls around their hearts begin to crumble. Sparks fly, tempers flare, and as the lines between their 'performance' and their true selves blur, an electric, forbidden attraction ignites. But the world watches, and the powerful forces that brought them together threaten to tear them apart. Can Lola, fiercely independent and suddenly thrust into the limelight, navigate the treacherous currents of Santiago's world? And can Santiago, a man accustomed to controlling every aspect of his empire, surrender to a love that defies all logic? In a city built on illusions, they must decide if their burgeoning connection is a dangerous fantasy or the most powerful truth of all. Will their love story be a fleeting headline, or a timeless romance forged in the crucible of public scrutiny?

Mary was sold by her father to the ruthless Silas Vance. But on their wedding night, before he could claim her, Silas collapsed into a cold, silent coma. Mary thinks she’s escaped a nightmare, until Julian Vance arrives. He is the estranged heir, a man fueled by shadows and a bitter hatred for his father. To Julian, Mary is a gold-digging "stepmother" who seduced an old man for a crown of blood money. He vows to break her, turning the Vance estate into her gilded prison. But in the dark corners of the mansion, his loathing turns into a lethal, forbidden obsession. Every touch is an act of war; every look is a sin. He wants to ruin her—but more than that, he wants to possess the only thing his father couldn't. And God help them both, he’s going to take what belongs to his father.

“Remember what I said? I’ll rip apart any man who so much as breathes near you. And trust me—I don’t give a single flying damn if that man is my father.” The least expected thing in my life wasn’t watching my husband get murdered in front of me. It wasn’t marrying the CEO of Zenith Motors six months after that. It was discovering that his son was Storm North—the man who had stalked me for seven years. His obsession was never ordinary. He didn’t just watch me through windows. He slipped into our house, took photos of us together, then tore my husband’s face out of every single one. He controlled my phone. Read my texts. I began to hide my messages from my husband that he became convinced I was cheating. I went to the police more than once. They never found a trace of him. It started the day I saved him from his bullies. I was his teacher. I thought I was helping a quiet, nerdy boy finally come out of his shell. I had no idea I was feeding the obsession that would one day destroy everything I had. I thought I’d finally escaped him the year the stalking stopped. Instead, I walked straight into his house—and under his roof. Now there’s nowhere left to run.

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Content Warnings ⚠️ Violence BDSM elements Obsessive or possessive behavior Age gap Manipulation Physical fights/assault Torture and trauma (off-page) PTSD Rough sex Family relationships This isn't a sweet, soft love. If you aren't ready for a flawed, morally gray, obsessive character, skip. ~~~~ I started peeling off my clothes right there in the hallway, daring him to look. I wanted to see if the perfect brute my grandfather built has a breaking point. I wanted to see if he was actually human, capable of love, or just a puppet that follows orders. That was the first time I saw the mask slip. That was the night he stopped being my protector and became my predator. Now, we are locked together in a cycle of destruction where his obsession is my only reality. He would rather see me dead than in another man’s arms, and I’m too far gone to want anyone else. Running away from him is the safest option. But why run when his obsessive love is the only thing I'm used to?