Daisy Drew Nudes

In the coastal quiet of Baler, a studio is born—not of architecture, but of intention.* Founded by Yam, a poet whose words cradle pain gently, and Franc, an artist who paints tenderness into walls, the studio becomes a refuge for those learning to stay—with grief, love, longing, and themselves. As visitors arrive, they leave behind more than footprints: a sigh recorded in bamboo, a poem tucked into the “Found Letters” shelf, a mural painted in crooked lines. Through zines, tea, silence, and sketchbooks, the studio teaches softness as revolution. Ren creates the *Window of Soft Returns*, an installation of anonymous voice recordings—each whisper forming a community of echoes. Drew builds the *Staircase With No Wrong Turns*, inviting people to walk through emotions without shame. Franc offers brushstrokes as brave work, and Yam curates writing circles that map healing in half sentences. Together, they host festivals that feel like hugs, and they begin traveling their archive, letting softness cross oceans. Even those who once left—like Miguel—return, discovering that some doors never truly close. Others, like Tala, capture the studio’s sound and turn it into a podcast of breath and becoming. Over seventy chapters, the studio transforms into something larger than itself: a mural of memory, a sanctuary for second chances, a place where return is sacred and voice is proof of survival. In the final bloom, the studio stands not as a monument—but as a reminder: > *“Staying isn’t easy. > But chosen together, > it becomes home.”*

His hand slid beneath my dress, fingers curling around my thighs with a possessive grip. "I always knew that scumbag couldn't treat you right," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips traced a slow path from my jaw to my neck. "Still can't figure out what you ever saw in him." I drew in a shaky breath as his hands moved higher, fingertips brushing the band of my panties, sending a jolt of heat through me. "Women like you are prizes, Sienna," he whispered against my lips, the words melting into my skin. My grip on his shirt tightened, knuckles white. "And prizes? They're meant to be fucking claimed. Owned." In the haze of intoxication, Alexander Grayson looked like the most beautiful thing on Earth—or perhaps he really was. "Can... can you make me forget about Ryatt?" I breathed, my voice trembling. A smirk tugged at his lips, dark and predatory, as his hand slid inside my panties, finding the heat of my wet, aching pussy. A soft moan escaped me, and I clung to him, every nerve alight."I'll make you forget about yourself, flower," with that he crushed his lips to mine. *** From the moment I met Alexander Grayson, I despised him with everything I had. But when with fate's cruel sense of humor he forced his way into my life, everything changed. He was everything I loathed—a womanizer, a violent monster, a spoiled heir with an ego larger than life itself. He should have meant nothing to me. Yet, I learned the truth the hard way: nothing about Alexander Grayson was ever simple. Alex dragged me into the hell he'd created, where he sat as the devil on the throne of darkness And the most terrifying part? I didn’t want to….escape.

"Rule No. 1: Don’t ask your brother's best friend to take your virginity Samantha had always ended relationships, since all men ever wanted was sex, when she wasn't willing they fled and never looked back—and in the quiet ache of wanting someone she can never have. Drew Carter, her brother’s best friend, has been her secret obsession since childhood. Smart. Gorgeous. Untouchable. But when Samantha turns twenty- four, she decides to break all the unspoken rules. With a heart full of nerves and a fire she can no longer suppress, she asks Drew for one reckless favor: take her virginity. No strings. They promise it won’t change anything. They were so wrong. Because once the line is crossed, there's no going back. Passion ignites. Old emotions resurface. And suddenly, everything—loyalty, friendship, and the safety of their past—is at risk. He was never supposed to want her. She was never supposed to be his weakness. But some rules were made to be broken. REMEMBER TO ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY!!!

Alternate Universe to "The Fate of the Alpha's Orphaned Daughter" and "The Lost Graystone Princess" TRIGGER WARNING: This novel contains scenes depicting physical and emotional abuse Daisy Louise Harmony Thompson lives a carefully constructed lie. Hidden within a human community under witness protection, she works at her Uncle Mateo's Sneakz Burger Emporium while concealing a truth that could get her killed—she's the orphaned daughter of a murdered Alpha wolf, protected only by a mysterious pendant she must never draw attention to. When strange wolves begin appearing at the diner—including a suspicious couple ordering the potentially lethal "Volcanic Sauce"—Daisy's carefully maintained world begins to unravel. The Steel twins, Alphas Maison and Jackson, frequent the diner with their pack members who mock and torment Daisy, unaware of her true identity. But Maison's inexplicable fixation on her suggests something deeper at play. As rogue wolves increasingly breach territory boundaries and whispers of a "rogue king" circulate, Daisy finds herself caught between warring wolf factions. When an unexpected physical connection with Maison triggers dormant wolf instincts she's spent years suppressing, Daisy discovers shocking truths about her lineage and the pendant she carries. Forced to flee her adoptive home, Daisy must navigate brutal pack politics while confronting years of abuse at the hands of those meant to protect her. The bonds forming between her and the Steel twins—particularly the enigmatic Maison—complicate her plans to remain hidden. With enemies closing in and her identity exposed, Daisy must embrace her heritage and the power she's denied for so long. Only by forging new bonds under the moonlight can she hope to survive a conspiracy that reaches back to her parents' mysterious deaths and threatens to ignite an all-out war between packs.

เพราะนักเรียนของเพนนีก่อเรื่องเอาไว้ เธอเลยต้องตามแก้ปัญหาวิกฤตระดับโลก ไหนจะปัญหาหัวใจกับเพื่อนร่วมงานสาว ที่ในยุคสามสิบปีข้างหน้านี้ แม้แต่หุ่นยนต์ยังเป็นยูริ แถมเพนนียังถูกฆ่าตาย เธอเลยรู้ตัวว่าตัวเองวนลูปติดอยู่ในเหตุการณ์เดิมซ้ำๆ แถมมุขตลกฮากระจายระหว่างทางอีก มะ อ่านเถอะ

เพราะหุ่นเซ็กซี่แบบนี้ เสี่ยๆเลยแย่งกันเปย์ แต่เธอไม่ยอมแพ้ หางานที่มีศักดิ์ศรีทำ แล้วอุบัติเหตุก็ส่งเธอให้ติดอยู่ในฝัน พร้อมเจอว่าตัวเองเด็กลงสิบปี เรื่องไม่ง่ายอย่างที่คิด มนสิชาต้องหาทางออกจากฝันให้ได้ เพราะเดิมพันของเธอต่อครอบครัวและคนรัก ในเมืองนิทรานี้ มนสิชาเจอแต่นักเรียนม.ปลาย เธอมีแก็งเพื่อนใหม่ พวกเธอต้องดั้นด้นไปสืบหาทางกลับบ้านให้ได้ จากโรงเรียนทั้งสี่ทิศ อำนาจทำให้ประธานนักเรียนแต่ละทิศแย่งชิงนักเรียนกัน แถม ในเมืองไม่มีมอนสเตอร์ให้ปราบ กระนั้นพวกเธอยังสามารถเรียกสเลฟหรือสัตว์รับใช้ให้ออกมาตามพลังได้ เตรียมอ่านแอคชั่นรัวๆ ส่วนปริญแฟนหนุ่มของมนสิชา พยายามทุกวิถีทางที่จะใช้เวทมนปลุกเธอ ถ้าแก้ไขคำสาปไม่ได้ รักของมนและปริญ คงจบแบบไม่สวย ทั้งๆที่สัญญากันไว้แล้ว "มนคงเศร้า แต่จะเศร้ากว่านั้นถ้ารู้ว่าพี่ปริญเริ่มต้นใหม่ไม่ได้ มนอยากให้เราเก็บความรู้สึกดีๆแบบนี้ไว้ในใจ จะได้อบอุ่นใจทุกครั้งที่นึกถึงความทรงจำนี้" "พี่สัญญาว่าจะทำทุกอย่างไม่ให้เราสองคนต้องมีตอนจบที่น่าเศร้า" ยิ่งสืบยิ่งมีแต่ความจริงอันน่าเจ็บปวด และพร้อมเฉลยความลับที่คาดไม่ถึง

One desperate contract. One year to pretend. One chance to change the trajectory of her life. Amelia Davis never expected her past to collide with her present—it almost seemed like a soap opera. When her childhood friend, Dax Hughes, wakes from a three-year coma, and the Chairwoman of Kenzyl group, his mother demands the unthinkable: Amelia must pose as Dax’s wife to help him recover—else pay a staggering debt left off from ten years ago. Bound by obligation and driven by desperation Amelia steps into the world of wealth, lies, and manipulation. What began as strictly business quickly spirals into an undeniable web of lies and deceit. A thin line between pretense and reality is crossed too many times, as her heart is tested—Dax’s charm could not be denied, pulling her whilst he drew closer, igniting feelings and emotions she didn’t care to feel. But when Dax reclaims the life he'd forgotten, old love resurfaces and Amelia's resolve shatters. Can Amelia still go on playing the role of a wife? Or will this fake marriage break her, much more than her heart in ruins?

I'm just a biker princess held in the clutch of a rogue alpha who forces me to take his son as my mate. On the night of the sacred choosing, I was forced to stand before ten suitors under the eyes of the Alpha—the same monster who murdered my father and claimed my mother. His son, Lucious, marked my body with bruises, hoping fear would force me to pick him. But no flame ignited. Not for any of them. When I refused to choose, the Alpha drew blood. So I ran—leaving behind a mother I couldn’t save, a pack built on fear, and a future I didn’t choose. Now, in a place I never imagined, I found him. The one fate chose for me. He’s fierce. Beautiful. Dangerous. And he’s a hunter—sworn to kill wolves like me. So why does my soul still burn for him?

Dapat ay para sa foreigner na online boyfriend ni Erica ang nudes na sinend niya—pero sa boss niya napunta. Oo, yung boss niyang halos araw-araw na lang galit sa kanya. Akala niya katapusan na ng mundo niya, lalo na kung malaman ito ng fiancée ng boss niya at ipinost sa social media para sirain siya. Inisip niyang matatanggal siya sa trabaho at wala nang balikan ang reputasyon niya. Pero nagulat siya nang mapanood ang boss niya sa isang interview. Kalmado lang ito at ang sabi: "Girlfriend ko siya. Normal lang naman iyon sa magkarelasyon." At just like that, nasangkot na siya sa isang kasinungalingang hindi niya inasahan. Kapalit ng pagtanggol sa kanya, kailangan niyang magpanggap na girlfriend ng boss niya... at kunwari'y nagmamahalan sila. Hindi ito bahagi ng trabaho niya. Pero bakit parang unti-unti, nagiging totoo ang lahat?

I broke up with love. Swore I’d never fall again. Then my boss, Xander Blackwell, walked in with his sharp suits, colder eyes, and the kind of mouth that ruins all rules. We agreed: no feelings, just touch. Just heat. Just bodies. But somewhere between late-night calls and stolen glances, the line we drew started to blur. He says I’m just his assistant. But when he whispers "mine" it doesn’t feel like a lie. This wasn’t supposed to mean anything. So why does it feel like everything?