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Forget the riches and the popularity. Rissa didn't want any of this as much as she wanted her parents to be around the house. She spent most of her childhood surrounded by strangers who only work as staffs in the mansion. There was nothing she could do to prevent them from always leaving her. This was until her mother bailed someone from jail, a young offender whom they had forgotten. A boy who lost his parents at a young age and was left to face the world alone. After so many years, they bring him back into their lives to stay in their house. Mykel is all grown up now, has tattoos, a handsome face, and a clever mind. The first thing Rissa does was to hate him. She called him a jerk and berates him for being an ex-convict. All that changed with time after Rissa fell for him. But Mykel has a grudge that won't go away. A strong zeal to kill and his target was her parents.

"หิวมากเหรอ กินพี่เพิ่มมั้ยอิ่มยันชาติหน้าเลยนะ" "ไม่ค่ะ หนูไม่กินควาย"

เรื่องราวความรักของ "เพทาย" กับ "ใบข้าว" ที่เข้ามาเกี่ยวข้องกันจากแผนการบางอย่างของเพทาย ความใกล้ชิดทำให้ทั้งคู่เกิดความรู้สึกที่ดีต่อกัน อะไรต่างๆมันคงจะง่ายกว่านี้ถ้าความสัมพันธ์นี้ไม่ได้เริ่มจากการหลอกลวง

“ ถึงจะต้องแต่งเพราะสัญญาแต่เธออย่าคิดว่าเธอจะรอดเรื่องบนเตียง หน้าที่เมีย เธอควรทำมัน “

Growing up in an institute dedicated to training supernatural killers, the only thing Werewolf alpha, Traeger has ever known is how to fight. Jelena is on vacation with her family when she stumbles upon an Institute of Supernatural killers. However, she can't help but feel this alluringly overwhelming attraction toward Traeger. Traeger never expected to find a mate, but he will do all he can to protect her, even if it means destroying the only home that he's ever known.

His lips neared mine and for a moment, I thought we were going to kiss. My lips followed his but he stepped back. I swallowed as my eyes remained glued to his face, I was scared of my gaze dropping lower. But I took bold steps forward to close the space between us. I could tell that he was surprised as he looked down at me. His fingers raised to my face and trailed my face slowly leaving a train of sweetness. He lifted my face up to his and sucked on my neck slowly. “What is it that you want Alana?” He asked me as he nibbled on my ears gently. Thrills moved down my spine and I could feel giddy and wanting already. I was already getting excited down there. “Tell me what you want.” His whisper came again. “I want you.” I whispered back weakly in a surrender. Alana is very shy and introverted but she has had her eyes set on the Most Popular Bad Boy, Atlas. Atlas is the boy every girl in Gold Valley City wants to have by all means but what happens when he notices and has his eye set a one good girl who is below his class? Will they build together an unbreakable bond amid societal and financial differences or will Alana’s submission be the begining to an unending rollercoaster of hurt and pain?

After being married for five years, my husband, Harvey Jepson, brings his first love, Debbie Grayson, home after a six-month business trip. Debbie is over three months pregnant. Harvey says it's hard for her alone, so she's temporarily living with us. I say no, and Harvey warns me to know my place. His scornful tone seems to hint that he's forgotten this villa was a wedding gift to me. He and his family have been leeching off me for the past five years. This time, I'm cutting all of them off. I smile and call my assistant. "Draw up a divorce agreement for me now. To think a live-in husband would have the nerve to bring his mistress home so boldly."

“คืนเดียวจบไม่คบไม่ผูกพัน” นี่คือสิ่งที่สาวๆ ทุกคน ต้องจำไว้ให้ดี เรย์ เดมอนต์ อดิศวรทัติ อายุ 24 ปี เจ้าของผับ เจ้าชู้ ฟันหญิงเป็นว่าเล่น “คืนเดียวจบไม่คบไม่ผูกพัน” ฟ้า ฟ้าใส พัชรกานต์กุล อายุ 20 ปี เติบโตมาจากสถานรับเลี้ยงเด็กกำพร้า “รู้ทั้งรู้ว่าเขามันอันตราย แต่ก็ยังไปเผลอใจรักเขา” ~แรกๆ มันก็แค่เกมนึงที่ยังไม่อยากให้จบเร็ว~ หลังๆ ไอ้เหี้ยแม่ง..กูเกมเฉย~~

คนอย่างเธอ อยากได้อะไรก็ต้องได้ ยิ่งอะไรที่ได้มายาก ๆ มันยิ่งท้าทาย เหมือนกับที่เธออยากได้ผู้ชายจอมเย็นชาคนนั้นแต่เขาดันมีเจ้าของ

Cocky, arrogant, and dropped dead gorgeous: That described my boss, Mr. Craft, to a T. His thick hair, cold blue eyes and strong jaw held power in a conference meeting, causing women to melt in his presence. I’ve wanted to confront him on his stubborn attitude and critical demands for employees. I’d bitten my tongue in many scenarios and held in my true feelings over a dozen times. Keeping the peace was necessary until I had enough experience under my belt to move onto bigger and better things. The only problem was; Craft Marketing was the bigger and better, and the longer I stuck it out with him, meant more opportunities would arise. I’d been the only female intern to land a job directly under him, and was also the only one who hadn’t slept with him. I knew he was promiscuous with the tall and leggy blondes that breezed into his office looking immaculate, then scurried back out with mussed hair, flushed cheeks, and unbuttoned blouses. I'd ignore the magnetic pull of chemistry and curiosity between us. Unless it came to my advantage.