A Guy Like U

“เธอไม่ใช่ตัวจริงของเขา... แต่เป็นแค่ตัวสำรองที่พี่สาวยกให้เขาไว้เล่นชั่วคราวเพียงเท่านั้น”

On a moonlit night, a handsome vampire saved a little girl from two men and took her to his castle. At first, he intended to help her until she woke up, but then he had to take care of her because she lost her memory. The single man suddenly became the brother of a little girl and he had to take care of and teach her until she became an adult. - Samson, what are those two doing? How are they related to each other? – Lucasta asked when she saw a couple hugging and kissing. Samson's eyes followed Lucasta's finger, and he was startled when he realized that the nineteen-year-old girl was curious about the love between a man and a woman. She is still too young to love someone. - Oh, they're brother and sister. Just seconds after the answer, Samson froze as Lucasta innocently held his face with her hand and planted a kiss on his red lips. The gentle kiss she gave him made him fall in love with no way out.

"ทีฉันละสดีดสะดิ้ง ทีกับมันนี่แทบประเคนให้!" "บี!!" "มันเด็ดกว่าฉันหรือไง ห๊ะ!"

After being rejected by his first love, Cean Henner doesn't believe in love and decided to changed himself into a different person. From being a sociable and jolly junior school council president of Manyu University, he turns into a peevish and straight-forward person. Kinakatakutan at iniiwasan siya ng ibang estudyante ng Manyu University. He's also a strict council president that doesn't like giving second chances to those who make mistakes. Even though it's hard for him to be that kind of person because the people around him are affected, he still choses to change just to save his broken heart and build walls inside. He also thought of not loving again. But an incident happened while attending an acquaintance's party. He met a guy that claimed him as his and a proposal was created. A proposal that will change him and his feelings.

เพราะอุบัติเหตุทำให้สองพี่น้องต้องมาผูกติดอยู่ด้วยกัน คนพี่ทำงานตัวเป็นเกลียวหาเลี้ยงน้องเพียงลำพัง ในขณะนั้นผู้ช่วยคนสนิทที่มีอายุเท่ากันก็ปรากฏตัวขึ้น อีกทั้งยังมีเพื่อนสนิทที่ไม่คิดเป็นแค่เพื่อน...

Chloe Adams is the queen bee of her high school who has always had it easy from good looks to good grades to friends and even getting any guy's attention without even trying except for Tyler Cummings, the guy who hardly notices her and simply minds his own business. But little did he know that his life was about to turn upside down when he insults the queen bee infront of her friends. Unable to handle the humiliation and embarrassment, Chloe challenges to make him apologize to her by the end of the school year. . . . . Will she succeed in doing so or will she fall in her own trap? Read more to find out what happens next.

My roommate had a peculiar knack for pestering everyone into liking her posts on social media, all so she could collect enough likes to claim some prize or another. It was her way of life—nagging, nudging, and guilting us into clicking that little thumbs-up. One time, the campus beauty queen liked my roommate's ad for a facial mask. Not long after, she was in a horrific car accident. The vehicle caught fire, and her face suffered severe burns, leaving her disfigured beyond recognition. Meanwhile, my roommate seemed to undergo a miraculous transformation, her complexion turning porcelain fair and flawless as though she'd been kissed by the heavens. Then there was the academic prodigy, a shoe-in for graduate school, who liked her tutoring service post. Shortly after, he was exposed for academic fraud, and his once-brilliant reputation was reduced to ashes. Strangely enough, my roommate's research paper suddenly won an award, catapulting her to fame and fortune. And me? I fell into her trap too. I liked her rental agency ad, and before I knew it, my world crumbled. A scandal erupted, revealing that I was the result of a mix-up at birth. It turned out she was the long-lost child of wealth and privilege—a hidden gem cast into the rough, now reclaimed by her rightful family. As for me, I was packed off to the countryside village she had escaped from and forced into a brutal marriage with an old man. My life became a living hell, and eventually, I died there, broken and forgotten. But fate wasn't done with me yet. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day my roommate begged me to like her post in exchange for yet another prize.

Previously, Emily enjoyed the company of many dear friends, had a supportive partner, and had a knack for ceramics. She was not a victim. Later on, she was left with nothing. Emily thinks her future is as barren as her body after she loses the partner who never loved her, the friends who feel she broke their trust, and the unborn child who was just beginning to thrive inside of her. Then, however, the neighbor kid, Steve, starts warming up. She was inspired by his guitar playing, and he pushed her to resume her artistic pursuits. At the community center, she makes new friends and almost gets her father to talk to her again. Living for the after requires letting go of the prior, but can Emily let go enough to see the beauty in her own life?

> “Stay still, Little Thorn… I want to taste you slowly.” His voice was velvet and ruin. His mouth, a weapon. And I—fool that I was—leaned closer. Before death wore a suit and called itself a lover, I used to believe in beauty. Before the blood. Before the runes. Before I painted the image that killed my parents—I believed my art could save me. Now I know better. I was just weeks from graduating when the painting came to me like a fever. I didn’t choose it. I didn’t plan it. My hands moved, possessed, dragging symbols I’d never seen and a face I’d never forgotten—his. Eyes red as wine. A crown pierced with thorns. And a girl in the center… me. Offering herself. I signed it with a mark I didn’t recognize. I sold it to a stranger. And days later, my parents were dead—no wounds, no reason, just... gone. The police said stress. I say fate. Now I’m being hunted by a world I didn’t know existed. Vampires with ancient courts and older grudges. Symbols that whisper in my blood. And Lucien D’Aragon—the vampire who says I summoned him with my brushstroke. That I belong to him. He says I’m his prophecy. His ruin. His Little Thorn. But I’m not just prey. Something is waking in me. Something hungry. Something I was never meant to survive. If I give in, I lose everything. If I fight, I might finally learn the truth. About my art. About my bloodline. About what really happened that night. And why he keeps whispering that I was painted for ruin... but made for him.

“ You lied to me! You weren’t who you showed yourself to be! I hate-“ before she could say those three words, I sealed her mouth shut with a rough kiss.