Black Man White Woman

Aragon Gaultier, membangun istana Houston Hill untuk dihadiahkan kepada Puteri Elisa Denova. Sudah jelas dalam benak Elisa tentang tujuannya datang ke Slavidion. Berjalan mendatangi takdirnya. Seperti punya mata ketiga, dia bahkan tahu siapa yang kemudian dicintai dan mencintainya. Pertama kali Elisa melihat William Gaultier, pangeran itu terpukau dengan mawar yang ditanam di Houston Hill. Tanaman yang khusus dibawa Elisa dari kampungnya. Pangeran kecil ini, masih berusia dua puluh tahun saat itu, dia terlalu lugu untuk mengenal cinta. Dia tertegun melihat kecantikan Elisa, tapi kemudian ia memalingkan wajahnya untuk mawar-mawar di depannya. Masih bisa berpikir jernih ketika ingat gadis itu adalah tunangan ayahnya dan kedatangannya waktu itu untuk memperkenalkan diri sebagai calon anak tiri gadis yang mungkin berusia sama dengannya.

Devya, a cheerful and childish woman, meets an Axen, a CEO who is a lonely Werewolf who can't express feelings like ordinary people, he's a Werewolf without an expression on his face. "Go." Axen orders in his stern voice made me frown in annoyance. “After you stole my first kiss, you asked me to leave?!! Bastard!!” I ruffled the bed, I threw all the pillows on the floor in a rage. "Asshole!!!!” I saw him come back closer to me, he again locked me under his body, he touched my neck with his cold fingers. I'm in an awkward situation and it makes my heart beat fast.

The Moretti Family's Thanksgiving party was in full swing downstairs—crystal clinks, fake laughs, classic mafia gloss. Meanwhile, I was curled up in a servant's room on the third floor. Jackson Moretti's wife. Legally, anyway. My hands were ice. I gripped the ultrasound report like it could anchor me. Three heartbeats. Strong, steady. It was supposed to be a surprise—his big Thanksgiving gift. To the outside world, Jackson was a polished Stanford grad, running a top-tier consulting firm in San Francisco. But behind the scenes? He ran the Moretti empire—cold, calculated, pulling strings in the West Coast's darkest corners. Three years of marriage and we barely spoke, but I still clung to the hope that maybe... maybe there was something real left. Then I heard him downstairs. "You really not letting your wife come down?" "Isabella?" He laughed. "She'd kill the vibe." Another voice chimed in. "Lina's back, right? Wild you married her twin. Which one do you actually like?" Jackson didn't miss a beat. "Isabella's just a stand-in. Quiet. Predictable. I could tell her to drop dead and she'd say 'okay.'" "So when are you ditching her?" "Dunno. She thinks she matters. I'm just playing her." I slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle the sob. A minute later, I was heading downstairs, numb. I brushed my fingers over my belly. "Sorry, babies," I whispered. Triplets. His. He thought I was blind. Weak. Stuck. What he didn't know? A quiet woman, once she snaps—she can burn it all down.

The moment my sister brought Daniel home so the family could meet him was the day I knew I had to make him mine. He looked like he was written by a Latin God, six feet four, perfect for my height of five feet nine. He had jet black hair and he knew what he was doing when he wore that tight T shirt that hugged his muscles, sitting across from me on the dining table.

As usual... Same answer to the same question asked. Cold, hard, dull and dry and cracked just like arid lands... How are you, however, is a normal question. The answer given in return is usually "I'm fine" and it is a clear answer that will follow. After that, the conversation would go away, but the young man's voice froze both the time and the atmosphere with his answer. The conversation was limited to a few short words, and that was what he wanted anyway...

"จะให้ผม ส่งไปถึงใครก่อนดีครับคุณธีรา แม่คุณ พ่อคุณ หรือบ้านพี่ชายของคุณ" " ผมว่า ตัวจริงคุณสวยกว่าในรูปตั้งเยอะ ทั้งสวย ทั้งขาว หอมหวานไม่มีที่ติ" ธีรากำหมัดของตัวเองแน่นเธออยากจะต่--อยปากคนพูดนัก ทำไมเค้าถึงได้หยาบคายกับเธอขนาดนี้ "อย่าโกรธผัวเลย ผัวแค่อยากจะย้ำกับเมียอีกครั้งว่า อย่าไปไหนกับใครตามลำพังอีก ไม่อย่างนั้น ผัวคนนี้จะเดินเข้าไปที่ สุทธิรักษ์โยธิน แล้วเอารูปกับคลิปที่มี ไปให้พ่อตาแม่ยายดู" ราเชนทร์ หัวเราะออกมาแล้วรวบเอวบางที่สวมเสื้อยืดเอวลอยกับกางเกงยีนส์ขายาวเข้ามาแนบกับตัว เองเอาไว้ พร้อมกับลูบแก้มบางเบาๆ "ถ้าธีไม่ดื้อกับพี่ พี่จะลบรูปให้" คนตัวเล็กดันตัวเองออกมาจากอ้อมกอดทันที "ฉันมีพี่คนเดียว คือพี่คุณเท่านั้น" คนฟังหัวเราะลั่นอีกครั้ง แล้วบอกเสียงดุดันว่า "งั้นก็เรียกผัว ผัวขาแบบนี้ละกัน ดีไหม เมีย"

In a world full of skepticism and mystery, two hearts of different principles and personalities teamed up to find the justice they yearn for a long time. But when the worst-case scenario came to challenge each other's trust, are they ready to risk their love to fulfill the long-lost justice?

Crystal is a doctor from a middle-class family. She is a single mother who fights every second for her daughter, to protect her, to be with her.Rayan is a successful businessman from a highly prominent family who conceals everything with the arduous side of him because of forbidding the least important chance of life that was precious than anything for him.Mistakes are common at 18, But how about the mistakes that were never considered as mistakes?At 18, they fell in love, loved each other like crazy that will beat any adult's love. Fate is merciless, it turned its back to them, caused them to fall apart. But fate can't perish the feelings, the consequence they carry. Or maybe worse.. it was all planned by fate.Everything seems to be okay until they meet again after so many years. An unexpected encounter uncovered the hidden consequence of them to him about which he wasn't aware of. How will he react? How will he fight now?**It's an unedited book, and the very first book I wrote. Mistakes are common. Read at your own risk.**

Warning!!! This novel contain scenes that are not suitable for children. That includes on killing, suicide... torture... and R-21 scenes Keira Del Carlo sold her virginity in the auction to save her mother and a billionaire bought her for more than 4 million dollars. Her life turned upside down when she signed the papers that the billionaire gave to her that night after she gave up her innocence. Alessandro De Alegre was a vicious billionaire when it comes to business. But behind that merciless attitude, there's a soft spot that only meant for her. He has been searching for his first love for a very long time until he found a lead that she's in an auction. He took advantage of it to have her back and made her sign the marriage contract while she's not herself. She didn’t even recognize him, and that’s when he found out that her memories with him had been erased. All her time with him, he gave her everything including the Golden Age Entertainment that should belong to her. She lives with him without knowing that she's married to him the night he took her innocence and imprisoned her in his villa. She lives thinking that she’s the mistress.

In that little town on the island, there was one family more rich and powerful than the rest, the Dankworths. And Jana knew that all too well. She was a pretty fifteen-year-old girl from the other side of town. Her family were outcasts, nobodies, seen as part of the lowlifes. But even so, she had eyes only for Lawrence Dankworth, one of the Dankworth sons. He became the center of her universe, though she had to keep it a secret. If people ever found out about her ultimate crush on him, she would become the laughingstock of the town. Lawrence held nothing but hatred for her family. It even came to the point where he showed up at their home and ordered them to leave. She was too shocked to comprehend the hatred in his eyes, too stunned as their house burned under his command, before she could even pack what little they owned. They had no choice but to leave the island. But Jana carried the memory of that day deep in her heart. Years passed. And now, she has decided to return.