Ben 10 Fanfic นิยาย & เรื่องราว

My roommate, Keith Kavanaugh, calls himself the "Holy Son of Frost". On the very first day we meet, he insists that the air conditioner in our dorm room must stay on until October, and the temperature can never go above 50°F. He claims, "A mystic says I'm the Holy Son of Frost, so I have a rare physique. I can only live in cool environments of 50°F at most." He even starts live-streaming, and his "special condition" instantly attracts a huge following. Meanwhile, I'm sitting right in front of the AC vent, so I'm shivering all over from the cold. I quickly turn the temperature up, but he immediately turns it back down and even locks the remote in his cabinet. "We're all educated college students here. Why are you so selfish?" he questions. Faced with his unreasonable accusation, I hold back my anger and try to reason with him. "We're in the north region. The weather here is cool enough in September. There's no need to set the AC this low. But if you insist, I can switch spots with you…" Keith cuts me off impatiently, "Are you crazy? Who sleeps right in front of the AC vent? What if I get sick from it? No one else has a problem. Why are you the only one making a fuss? Let me warn you—I'll melt from the heat. If you make me uncomfortable during my stay, I'll have you kicked out!" I realize there's no reasoning with him, so I plan to contact the dorm counselor to switch rooms. But Keith beats me to it! He goes to her first, records a video, and even posts it online. He accuses me, a local student, of being selfish and bullying him, someone who is from out of town. Just then, a new post suddenly appears on the campus forum. The poster writes, "My roommates are too wasteful. One guy washes his hair every day, and he even uses running water. He even takes a shower after every training session! Meanwhile, I can wash my whole body with just one damp towel. "And the worst part of this is that they want to kick me out after I made an itemized bill to split expenses. These cheapskates are always taking advantage of me. I'm looking for a high-quality dorm to take me in." My eyes light up instantly. He's the one!

For Mother’s Day, I took my mom on a vacation to one of the hotels I managed. We were just relaxing on the leather couch in the lobby for a moment, when the trainee manager on duty rushed over in a rage and yanked us to our feet. “This couch is reserved for VIP guests with membership cards!” “If you’re on a tight budget, stay at a hundred-dollar budget hotel. Don’t come here just for free air conditioning!” Frowning, I was about to reveal my identity. However, she slapped a bill onto the counter and demanded that I pay for a ten-thousand-dollar meal right then and there. I was shaking with anger. “We just got here, and we haven’t even had a sip of water yet. Why on earth should we pay ten thousand for a meal?” She rolled her eyes and tapped the counter defiantly. “Anyone who stays at our hotel has to pay this fee! “It’s a gourmet meal. Whether you eat it or not is your business, but you have to pay!” I had enough and demanded that she call the manager. But she simply sneered and pointed at her employee badge. “This hotel belongs to my brother in all but blood. I call the shots in the entire front office. “It won’t do you any good even if you were to complain to God himself today!” A chill ran down my spine. I was an only child, and my relatives had never been involved in my hotel business. Who on earth was this “brother” she was claiming to have, and how did he manage to take my place?

Note: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. The story contains explicit adult content of a sexual nature and should not be read by anyone under the age of 18. Xoxo. Beg me to take you," he murmured. His voice was rough, reverberating through my bones. "Beg me to bend you over that couch and fuck you." The words were out of my mouth before I could think about them. "Oh, yes," I whispered. "Please." He paused. Then, to my everlasting dismay, he pulled back, removing his hand from my pants and leaving a wet, cold trail behind. A deep chuckle rumbled through his chest, turning my knees to pudding. "No," he said. It took a second to register. "What?" I cried. "Why? You asked me to... why?" And he laughed. He laughed at me.

She was lost, nowhere to be found. So, he began to find her. Little did he know she was just there all along hiding beneath the sea.(This story involves Philippine Mythology, but I altered some things for the plot to work out, thanks!)

Everyone in the company fears Killian Vale—the ruthless billionaire CEO of ValeCorp. He doesn’t speak unless necessary, fires employees without blinking, and has a face carved out of stone. He built an empire on logic and power, not emotion. Then she walks in. Emery Quinn—a soft-spoken, stubbornly independent woman with zero interest in corporate games—takes a job as his executive assistant out of desperation. She needs money to save her younger brother from a dangerous situation. She expects to hate Killian. He expects her to quit. What neither expects is the tension that builds between them—the dangerous, slow-burning tension that starts behind office doors and seeps into stolen glances, late-night calls, and locked conference rooms. But Killian doesn’t do relationships. He doesn’t do feelings. And she’s too smart to fall for someone like him. Until the day he finally snaps and says: “You're the only person who's ever made me feel anything, and I hate you for it.”

After being accused of what he knows nothing of by Richard Davidson, the CEO of a prestigious corporation, Wilhelm is all set out to make them pay. Heaven seemed to have smiled down on him when Richard's bratty wife kissed him, fired Richard for adultery out of rage, and employed Wilhelm as the new CEO, all in front of him. Thereby, walking straight into the lion's den unknowingly. Will she be able to take back her words when all Wilhelm saw was an opportunity to avenge? Not to mention he's just as stubborn and tenacious as her. He's fire and she's ice. To get through each other, one must quench or melt. None of them will be willing but amidst the struggle, one must give up. Who would it be? The Fire ? OR the Ice?

One cruel prank. And two boys who could ruin her heart — or her entire life. Kailee Bennett never wanted the spotlight. Being mocked for her weight was enough, thank you very much. But when the mean girls trick her into the lead role of the school play, she’s suddenly the center of attention… Just when she’s ready to quit, her infuriatingly hot new stepbrother — offers her a deal: He’ll help her transform for the role and win the heart of her longtime crush, if she pretends to date him to make his ex jealous. The rules are simple: No real feelings. No telling anyone they live under the same roof. No kissing unless it’s for “practice.” But lines blur fast when her crush starts noticing her… And her step brother stops pretending. Now Kailee’s stuck between the boy she always wanted and the one who sees the fire beneath her insecurities. WHO WILL SHE CHOOSE?? And what happens when the act becomes something real?

Betrayed by love. Abandoned by family. All Alora Ken has left is desperation. When she turns to Stanley Richardson—the ruthless billionaire known for his cold heart—she expects salvation. Instead, she’s met with a smirk and a slammed door. But Alora isn’t the kind of woman who stays broken. Thrown into a dangerous world of lies, betrayal, and forbidden desire, she must fight to claim her place… even if it means standing against the man who could destroy her—or claim her completely.

After years of struggling to survive, Akayda Jordan finally lands her dream job — personal assistant/secretary in one of the best companies in the whole of California. To celebrate her new beginning, she decides to give one last “performance” at the elite club she’s about to leave behind. One night. One masked encounter. One forbidden act. But fate twists cruelly. The man she had danced for in the dark turns out to be her new boss — Damian Knight. He’s engaged. She’s desperate to keep her secret buried. But when Damian starts sensing something achingly familiar about his new assistant — the scent of her perfume, the way she looks away when he stares too long — the walls between them begin to crack. But he was sure the girl with the big glasses was not the girl with the mask and firefly tattoo who had woken up a hunger in him. Soon, professionalism turns into tension. Tension turns into temptation. And the closer he gets to the truth, the more dangerous her secret becomes. Because if Damian ever discovers she’s the masked girl he’s been searching for… she might lose not just her job, but her heart.

When Lila Hart’s father dies during a hospital clinical trial, she’s told it was a tragic complication. But the records don’t match. After breaking into the hospital archive, Lila discovers her father signed a withdrawal form days before his death — yet someone altered the date. And the man whose signature is on the file? Lucien Cole. Billionaire CEO. Untouchable. Dangerous. As leaked documents ignite a media storm, Lucien claims he approved the withdrawal — and that someone forged the records to frame him. If he’s lying, he destroyed her family. If he’s telling the truth, someone more powerful is hiding in the shadows. Now Lila must decide: Expose the man she hates… Or trust the only person who might survive the war that’s coming.