Bad Papa Playtime

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.

Ava Whitmore is the perfect good girl. She follows the rules, stays out of trouble and completely off-limits to boys like Kai Cooper. Kai Cooper? Tattooed. Reckless. He’s the walking red flag she was never meant to talk to. The bad boy who lived just one fence away, the one she's spent her life avoiding. Until that night happened. One step over the line she swore she’d never cross. With a broken heart and a body begging to be touched, she walks straight into the hands that know exactly how to wreck girls like her. She knows he is all shades of wrong. That he'll break her, wreck her, leave her begging for more. But she’s already crossed the line. Worst of all? She wants more. She craves more of everything she shouldn't want.

เพราะไม่สามารถกลับไปแก้ไขอดีตได้ ทำให้ปัจจุบัน*เลิฟ*ต้องอดทนต่อการถูกกลั่นเเกล้ง เพียงเพราะเธอพลาดไปทำให้ *ฌอน*หนุ่มหล่อขาโหดเกลียดเข้าให้ และเหมือนว่าการกลั่นแกล้งจะไม่จบลงง่ายๆเสียด้วย...

Jules has two problems. Ever since she woke up in the forest on her Prom night, she has sleepwalked and woken up in the middle of the same forest with a knife in her hand and no recollection of what occurred the night before. Her second problem is the intense desire she has for Rowan Cross. Rowan Cross has two problems. His Halo Master, Tristan wants him to investigate the disappearance of supernatural students who have gone missing on their college campus, and he wants Jules with every fiber of his being.

Jaiyana was a political science student in her 3rd year when she died during the political war between the two families in the province, where she took a vacation and a part time job. She reincarnated as a 14 year old kid who has the same name as her who lives in another world, still modern but far more ruthless than she has ever seen. Werewolves, vampires, witches and even elves exists. The bullying is extreme which made the kid whom she reincarnated to, committed suicide, and the hierarchy is driving her insane considering that she always believe in freedom of speech and the person whose greedy and corrupted should be ousted, but she, who's considered to be an omega, has no right to speak to someone who has a higher rank than her, no right to refuse and no right to leave the pack. Will she survive in the world where the strong reigns and the weak is trampled?

"นี่แน่ะ ๆ ๆ ๆ ไอ้คนนิสัยไม่ดี อย่าเข้ามาใกล้หม่ามี๊นะ ถอยออกไปเลย ถอยออกไป นี่แน่ะ ๆ ! " ไอคิโด้ทั้งเตะ ต่อย และ​ ชกตามร่างกายทุกตารางนิ้วที่เขาจะสามารถทำได้ "นี่มันอะไรเนี่ย! เธอเข้ามาทำร้ายฉันแบบนี้ได้ยังไงกันเจ้าตัวเล็ก" มือใหญ่จับตัวไอคิโด้ได้แล้วก็จัดการเหวี่ยงร่างน้อยอย่างเบามือ ให้ออกห่างกลับไปหาผู้เป็นแม่ เธอย่อตัวลงแล้วอ้าแขนรับร่างน้อย ๆ ของลูกชายเข้ามาไว้ในอ้อมแขน ไอคิโด้เดือดจัดเงยหน้ามองคนตัวใหญ่ยักษ์แบบไม่วางตา "เลี้ยงลูกยังไงให้ก้าวร้าว นี่กะจะสอนให้เป็นอันธพาลแต่เด็กเลยหรือไง" เควิ่นหันมาต่อว่าเธอ "หยุดพูดเดี๋ยวนี้นะ ไอ้คนไม่ดี! " ไอคิโด้ชี้หน้าด่าทอคนที่ตัวโตกว่า แล้วจ้องตาเขม็งใส่เขา

"พี่ธาม..." "...พี่ไม่ได้ทำแบบนั้นกับวาใช่ไหม พี่ไม่ได้หลอกวาใช่ไหม มันไม่ใช่เรื่องจริงใช่ไหมคะ" เจ้าของใบหน้าใสยังคงถามคนตรงหน้าออกไปน้ำตาคลอ "อืม ฉันเข้าหาเธอ...ก็เพื่อสิ่งนั้นเท่านั้น" ทันทีที่ริมฝีปากหนาตอบความจริงกลับมาด้วยน้ำเสียงเรียบนิ่งเฉยชาก็ทำเอารุ่นน้องสาวร้องไห้ออกมาราวกับว่าทุกอย่างนั้นได้พังทลายลง "ฮึก พะ...พี่..."

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.

I was pulled by a beast-like man who mistook me for a slut. On the same day, I saw my fiancé having sex with my step-sister. Such a bad night that I was thrown out of the country and gave birth to a child from a man who mistook me for a prostitute. When I returned because I was conned, the man met me again and whispered in my ear. "You're not a slut?" I know this man is dangerous, he shouldn't be the father of my child, but he keeps chasing me. Are we going to catch him?

‘เขา’ ท้าทาย และเธอก็อยากได้… ส่วน ‘เธอ’ เหมือนกับน้ำจิ้มรสเด็ด…ที่ใคร ๆก็ต้องถามหา แต่กลับไม่ใช่เขา…