Asmodeus Obey Me

Anindyaswari, guru honorer sebuah sekolah di Pontianak tiba-tiba dilamar seorang Sersan yang arogan. Dia bagai terhipnotis, tidak bisa menolak. Sersan Kusuma, duda beranak satu yang pernah terluka, tanpa kompromi, meminta Anindyaswari menikah dengannya malam itu juga.

เมื่อต้องสวมรอยเป็นแฝดพี่ ไปดูแลว่าที่พี่เขยที่พิการ พลอยพัดชาเลยต้องทำทุกอย่าง เพื่อให้ตัวเองกลายเป็น เพชรน้ำหนึ่ง เพื่อตบตาทุกคน โดยเฉพาะว่าที่พี่เขยอารมณ์รุนแรง ปากร้าย และเอาแต่ใจตัวเองอย่างภารัน "ที่เธอตอบไม่ได้เพราะเธอไม่รู้ว่า แผลที่แขนเพชรน้ำหนึ่งไปโดนอะไรมาใช่ไหม"ขนอ่อนพากันเรียงตัว เมื่อเขาเอ่ยชื่อเพชรน้ำหนึ่งออกมาเต็มปาก เหมือนเขารู้ว่าเธอไม่ใช่เพชรน้ำหนึ่ง "ทำไมฉันจะไม่รู้ว่าแขนฉันไปโดนอะไรมา ฉันว่าคุณเมามากแล้ว เราแยกกันตรงนี้นะคะ"พูดพร้อมกับลุกขึ้นยืนเพื่อจะหนีไปตั้งหลัก "เมื่อสองคืนก่อนมีคนเห็นเธอในผับแถวๆทองหล่อ"พูดพร้อมกับมองหน้าหญิงสาวอย่างจับผิด "ค่ะ ฉันหนีคุณไปตอนคุณหลับ"พูดเพราะไม่อยากให้เขาถามเธออีก "อือ...ปกติเธอก็เที่ยวเก่งจนฉันชิน" "ก็ไม่แปลกนี่คะ ของมันเคยๆ"พลอยพัดชายังแถไม่หยุด เธอจะไม่ยอมจนมุม ต่อให้เขาต้อนจนไม่มีทางหนีก็ตาม ภารันยกยิ้มมุมปาก ก่อนจะมองนิ่งมาที่หน้าเธอ

Matthew Day, the well-known womanizing CEO of Lexon Corp claims, that the sweet and independent Miss. Ali Dream stole something that belonged to him. She disagrees and does not regret what she did. A rare chance of coincidence gets thrown into the mix and she ends up working for him. He is determined to make her jump through hoops to satisfy his need for revenge. Outside factors, disagree with his idea and form a plot twist that soon involves someone falling in love. A word, Matthew does not believe in, and something Ali has never felt for another man.

"You look like this is the last place you want to be just because I'm here. Am I really that vile?" Timothy said nothing. Instead he gritted his teeth and shoved his hands into his pocket. Even in her anger, Chloe noticed him... Every inch of him... And his smell. She could pick out his unique scent. Rough. Masculine and mouthwateringly . It made no sense to her, but she was attuned to his every nuance. The man she had called her best friend until a dizzying series of events dissolved the title like sugar in hot water stared at her dispassionately. It was a good thing they were outside and she hoped that he couldn't see the hurt and disappointment on her face. The look wasn't just in his eyes. It seeped through every shrug, every curl of lips she had once thought were the most perfectly created set of lips on earth. She looked deeper, pathetically desperate to find something else. Something more. A reminder of those times when they would talk to each other for hours, and resume conversations the moment they saw one another again. But clearly the Tim she knew had been replaced by a harder, edgier version of a Timothy Kavell - Packard. He was hard and edgy and cynical to start off with. If she had known that he hated her this much, she wouldn't have agreed to his parents' offer to have dinner with them. She had agreed because a part of her had hoped that somehow, they would fix things and be friends again... And she was just beginning to see how wrong she had been....

With a slight blush of embarrassment, she nods, and her boss smiles. " You know it isn't free, right?" Even though she can't speak, she made up her mind to do it for her grandparents. "yes," she says as tears run down her cheeks. "Okay good, a deal is a deal," he said with a smirk.

Set in the mid-19th century, a masked benefactor purchases a supposed 'satanic' creature on London's black market. What he gets instead, however, is someone he never knew he would fall in love with, much less be loved back. As they both heal from the scars of their past, they find their fates are more interwoven than either would have ever imagined. *Contains themes from Beauty and The Beast, Phantom of the Opera, and Frankenstein* (I do not claim rights to the cover image)

Blurb: Desire isn’t polite. It doesn’t knock. It doesn’t wait until you’re ready. It comes like a spark in the dark; unexpected, magnetic, impossible to ignore. This book was written for the readers who crave more… More heat. More tension. More forbidden touches and reckless nights. More moments that make your breath hitch, your pulse race, and your imagination run wild long.

I’m done with men! Not because I hate them, but because everyone I meet, and is just fine enough to pique my interest, I compare to him. And it ends right there and then. The ridiculous thing is that my love interest isn’t real. He is a figure that hunts my nights and brings pleasure into the few seconds that I’m captured by my sleep paralysis. I know that, and I am totally okay with it. Just as I start a new job, and my life seems to take a better turn, determined to forget the man from the shadows, I find my forbidden pleasure standing right in front of me. Suddenly my dream man wears a tailored suit and frowns at me. He is my boss. And he is very real.

My husband, Jacob Morris, wrongly believed that I had pushed the woman he loved down the stairs. So, he locked me in the basement to make me reflect on my actions. He hired people to punish me, trying to break my spirit. I suffered inhumane torture. My tendons were cut, and my face was disfigured. Four years later, he finally remembered me and let me out. But by then, I was too broken to love him anymore.

"You were just a tool, Imogene." Her heart stopped. "And I was foolish enough to believe you cared." *** Imogene Scott had always known her place—by Damien Shaw’s side, even when his love was a distant dream. Marrying her only because of an unexpected pregnancy, Damien’s affection never blossomed. Instead, her devotion turned him from a mere sales manager into the billionaire CEO of IMU, one of Europe’s most powerful tech empires. But her sacrifices weren’t enough. After losing their baby, Damien’s coldness deepened, sealing their marriage with an unspoken “no meddling” rule. Imogene’s reward? Watching Damien parade countless mistresses, all while she buried her own dreams to fuel his. She believed, naively, that one day he’d see her worth. But when he fell in love with her stepsister and served her with divorce papers, Imogene’s world shattered. Realizing she was nothing more than a pawn in Damien’s game, she vanished—pregnant and determined to protect her unborn child. Three years later, Imogene returns, not as the broken woman who fled but as a renowned artist and mother to their two-year-old daughter. Now, Damien realizes what he’s lost and wants her back. But this time, Imogene is ready to fight, and she’s not making the same mistake twice.