Blonde Hair With Brown Highlights

Stella meets her mate through tragedy but ends up finding more then just a new family but family she didn’t know she had. Stella is exceptionally powerful and is on the journey to finding out her gifts.

Cara is out to get revenge on her parents murder and their stolen legacy. She uses Quinn to get her vengeance in a booty call agreement. Will she be able to win him over? Will she succeed in her plan? Will her plan go accordingly?

“You can’t blame me. Her father is the richest man in this country. You’re just an orphan. You should be grateful I even dated you. I won’t mind having you as my mistress though.” These were the words of my boyfriend after catching him in bed with my best friend. If it were with any other woman, it would have been less painful. But my best friend sleeping with my boyfriend behind my back? How does one heal from that? For the first time in my life; I am going to be very mean, because how could they? Yes, I was an orphan but does that give anyone the right to trample all over me? Well, I’d become the wife of that richest man! And have them address me as “Mom”

[18+] “I want you to submit yourself to me. Submit your body to me. I don’t want your soul, your heart, or your devotion, and you will get the same from me. Pleasure for pleasure.” The contract was made up, and clear. It was a deal between two strangers, who agreed to remain strangers, despite being intimate. “What if we end up breaking the terms?” She asked in a timid voice, which was so unlike her. “The contract shall become null and void. And we will part ways without looking back.” Theodore Gilbert took confident steps towards her. Taking her chin between his thumb and index finger, he tilted her face to make her look up. Her lower lip quivered at the touch. “I want your body, Natalie. To do as I please for a price. I dare you to fall for me.”

He's dangerous. He's fearless. He kills without blinking an eye. He's asexual—women don’t attract him, let alone make him catch feelings. He owns one of the most dangerous mafia clans in Russia. He's feared by everyone in the clan, and no one dares go against him. "Go against me, and meet your death" is his code. When it comes to looks, he's one heck of a demigod. No one has ever seen him smile, and they believe they never will—let alone catch a glimpse of his teeth. But what happens when a woman is brought into the clan? What category does she fall into? Is she the innocent, goody-two-shoes type? The stubborn, hotheaded type? Or the mafia kind of girl?

น้ำขิง ชลนิภา ไอยภา อายุ 23 ปี อยู่กับแม่เลี้ยงที่ติดหนี้ติดพนันทุกอย่าง เธอทำงานทุกอย่างเพื่อเลี้ยงครอบครัวมีดีมีไม่ดีบ้าง แต่ทุกอย่างล้วนเพื่อปากท้องทั้งนั้น…แต่ชีวิตมันไม่ได้ง่ายเธอได้พลัดตกน้ำเสียชีวิต แต่โชคดีชะตาเล่นตลกเหมือนเล่นเกมส์ พาเธอมายังโลกอีกโลกและเจอกับเธออีกคนที่อยู่ในโลกคู่ขนานนี้ น้ำขิง:"แล้วหนูจะได้ไปสวรรค์หรือนรกล่ะท่านลุง" ผู้นำดวงวิญญาณ:"คิดว่าที่ผ่านมาเจ้าใช้ชีวิตมาแบบไหนล่ะ ตกปลาในเขตวัด หรือเล่นไพ่ในงานศพกัน" น้ำขิง:"เอ่อ เรื่องนั้นหนูว่าเราสามารถประนีประนอมกันได้นะ เรื่องดี ๆ หนูก็ดีเช่นทำงานหาเลี้ยงครอบครัว หนูทำงานร้านอาหาร ทำงานเป็นเด็กเข็นผักในตลาด อาชีพที่ทำก็สุจริตทั้งนั้น" ผู้นำดวงวิญญาณ:"ชีวิตเจ้านั้นน่าสงสารเจ้าใช้ชีวิตใหม่ที่เจ้าจะได้รับให้คุ้มค่า" น้ำขิง:"ชีวิตใหม่หรือจะให้หนูตายแล้วฟื้นเหรอคะ" ผู้นำดวงวิญญาณ:"เจ้านั้นตายแล้ว แต่เจ้าในอีกภพหนึ่งยังไม่ตายข้าจะพาเจ้าไปดู"

[WARNING: THIS BOOK IS EXTREMELY DARK] - "Hello there, blonde!" A voice drawled, carrying the same disturbing charm that always sent chills down her spine. Scarlet gasped and her eyes widened in absolute terror to find herself staring at the face that haunted her nightmares. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she desperately prayed this was all some twisted dream, that she had died on the operating table rather than wake up to face this monster again. His piercing gaze troubled her soul as it always did. It was after all, a constant reminder of the profound torment he'd inflicted on her that night. "Oh, you're no longer a blonde?" he mused mockingly, lifting one hand to brush the shortened strands of her hair. Scarlet flinched. The hate rolling off him filled her with a sense of immense dread that sparked an internal plea for salvation. She tried to flee but he pounced with lightning speed, effortlessly pinning her beneath him. "Virginity restoration?" He sneered down at her. "You really want to deceive your poor fiancé like this? Make him think he's getting something pure and untouched?" The words hit their marks. Scarlett's mind reeled with horrible thoughts and crushing doubt. "I bet you thought changing your hair would help you hide your shame, didn't you?" The sarcasm in his voice twisted into something darker and more menacing as his expression morphed into the same angry sneer he'd worn on that terrible day he destroyed her life. His other hand seized her chin in a bruising grip, forcing her to meet his cold stare. "Look at me!" He growled. "What's the point of getting all stitched back up if you're still going to be thinking about me every second!"

“His skin is white as porcelain, his blonde hair flows flawlessly through the air. His pulpy lips were luscious as.. No, what are you thinking? He’s just a character, he’s not real. He’ll never be real” Natalie Smith, an inspiring Romance novel writer, got caught in an accident and was woken up in an unfamiliar place that soon she’ll learned was old wales, the place of the current story she’s been writing of. She somehow transported to the novel she’s been writing up and decided to play along as she was trying to figure out how she will returned back to her own reality as she becomes one of the palace housemaids to survive. “She’s just a mare servant here in this castle, yet she piques up my interest” Alex Evans, the coldhearted first Prince of Wales took notice of Natalie as she becomes a housemaids in their royal household. He then took her as his personal servant and as time passed love blossoms between them. “How did I entangled myself with the male lead?!”

Holy shit. Hell no. Ivette’s brain turned into a puddle as she stared into those bright brown eyes that had wiped her world away on that night weeks ago. She would never forget those eyes that haunted her dreams every night. His knowing smile. His full mouth that had touched every inch of her skin. His dark hair that her fingers had dove into and pulled as she moaned against his tan skin. His scent that made her knees wobble with need. At least, now she knew his name. When Ivette King's long-term boyfriend proposes to her, in a bid to find some semblance of peace, she takes a step in the wrong direction. A one-night stand with a rival. A mistake, she called it. An unforgettable experience, he begged to differ.

"One misstep can lead to a violent love-triangle" In the year 2050, Planet Earth is under alien occupation. The Terils had taken control over the planet after humans were on the cusp of destroying all life due to their love for violence. The Terils were adamant in saving Earth and chose to preserve the planet by creating a unique marketing strategy that would involve a species of super humans known as the androids. The androids were humans with technology improvements. This created a new caste system where androids enjoyed the luxuries of life while humans fought and begged for any scrap left. Among the chaos stood syndicates: crime groups led by androids that stole and started wars among each other for ownership of the city. Some humans took advantage of this opportunity and delved into a life of crime. Lara Doe, a twisted Robin Hood, has success in robbing from androids homes and syndicate bosses until she finds herself caught up with the possessive Weston Syndicate Boss-Noe Weston. Noe claims her as his and forces her into marriage. Lara soon finds herself involved in a turf war between two android bosses and reunited with a long-lost friend who has been in love with her. A deadly love triangle forms and Lara must decide if she wants to be seduced by the handsome and ruthless Noe Weston or her sweet childhood friend Adrian Dolan?