Dirty Rowdy Thing

I worked tirelessly to secure a major project with the design institute, but my husband fabricated lies out of nowhere, claiming I was dragging the company down. He handed the credit for my work to his first love. Instead of getting angry, I laughed and gave my position as the company's Design Director to his precious first love too. "Working on projects all the time is exhausting. Why don't I just make you the company's Design Director instead?" Every single colleague thought I'd lost my mind, but nobody knew the project could only succeed because of my unique design style and my connections. Without me, the project would not just fail. The entire company would collapse.

The day after my fiancé abandoned me at our wedding, I boarded a plane to another city - Silverbrook Haven. He comforted his “girlfriend”, saying, "Sarah's been spoiled since childhood. She'll calm down and come back in a few days. You don't need to feel guilty." My friends were all worried I'd keep obsessing over Henry and cause another huge scene. But what they didn't know was that I had already accepted someone else's proposal. This trip to Silverbrook Haven was to get married. As the wedding day approached, I sent back everything Henry had given me over the years, without missing a single item. Including that engagement necklace I once treasured like a precious jewel. This is our final goodbye - what's done cannot be undone.

"JUST SAY NOTING" ว่าด้วยเรื่องของตัวเอกที่ชื่อ "เจฟเฟอร์ บัตเจนแลนด์" เจ้าหน้าที่หน่วยปฏิบัติการลับ Parallel (พาลาเรล) ที่ต้องเข้ามาใช้ชีวิตในโลกคู่ขนาน การมีตัวตนของเขาถูกอำพรางไว้ด้วยอาชีพที่ไม่มีใครสนใจ อย่างพนักงานส่งดอกไม้ ทำให้เขาสามารถเข้าถึงได้ทุกพื้นที่ตามแต่ใจต้องการ แม้แต่ในห้องนอนผู้หญิง! ด้วยเครื่องไม้เครื่องมือจากโลกอนาคต การประกบปากจูบใครสักคนจึงง่ายยิ่งกว่าสิ่งใด เสื้อผ้าหน้าผม อกนูนสูงนูนต่ำ พร้อมที่จะขย้ำมันให้สะใจไหม ถ้าพร้อมแล้วก็ตามเจฟเฟอร์มาเลย!

Louis Edward, the CEO of Phoenix Ed Corporation, learned that his wedded wife had been kidnapped by an unknown person. He rapidly recognized that the kidnapper was the same person who had previously murdered the girl he adored. Royal Edward, the mafia leader, was also informed of the disappearance of his sister-in-law, Phoebe Edward. He hurried to France right away to find a way to save his sister-in-law. Two brothers with disparate fortunes are shocked by a woman and decide to work together once more. Will Phoebe be released, or will she perish tragically, like her husband's ex-girlfriend... A tragic love story involving three people in which no one is really happy. All three appear to be imprisoned in the circle of love that be theirs. The three of them are drawn closer together by Phoebe's kidnapping, the harm from the past is progressively undone, and the three have the option of freeing each other?

I accidentally wore the jewelry belonging to the former Luna of the pack on my birthday. My ten-year-old stepson, Soren Lambert, doesn't hesitate to push me down the stairs because of that. He looks just like his father, Michael Lambert, as he looks at me in a high and mighty manner. My face is completely twisted in pain at that time. But Soren's expression remains icy. "You really think you'll become the pack's Luna just because you put on my mom's jewelry? Once I inherit the Alpha position, the first thing I'll do is exile you from the pack!" Pain continues to swallow me whole. My heart breaks into countless pieces at the same time. After all, I've personally raised Soren since he was a pup. But when faced with Soren's hurtful accusations, I don't even feel a trace of sadness or anger. Instead, a wave of calmness washes over me. "You don't have to wait till you're all grown up. I'll grant your wish tomorrow."

On the day of the Sacred Forest Rite, my Alpha father and Luna mother were mysteriously murdered. Soon after, my fiancé Jem abruptly broke off our engagement and held a bonding ceremony with his childhood friend, Sarah. While I was still drowning in grief, Jem's elder brother, Nom, came to me with a proposal. He swore he would uncover the truth and bring my parents' murderer to justice. So I married him—and brought what was left of my pack into his. Seven years passed. No killer was found. No justice delivered. Then today, I overheard a conversation between Nom and his Beta outside the study. I learned the truth. Someone had seen Sarah at the scene of my parents' deaths during the Sacred Forest Rite. However, Nom silenced that witness. He shut down the investigation, convinced Sarah was innocent—that her presence was nothing more than a coincidence. However, my mother died with Sarah's earring clenched in her hand. It was never justice. It was a cover-up. Seven years of marriage, built on a lie—his way of protecting the one truly responsible. This time, I will take vengeance into my own hands. Alone.

I watched him burn my mother alive. The Alpha. My captor. My curse. The man for whom my heart has longed. He took me as punishment, made me his slave, and one night - drunk, brutal, and unhinged - he made me his in the darkest way possible. I hated him… until I didn’t. My body soon betrayed me, and my heart wasn’t far behind. Now I carry his twins, and he doesn’t even remember my name. His ex-mate wants him back. His curse is eating him alive. And I’ve been taken by a shadow that wants to watch him fall apart, and take everything he holds dear - starting with me. I swore I’d never love him, that I'd avenge my mother and take back my dignity. But fate is cruel, the moon goddess even worse. Because despite everything… I was born to be his.

Veronica thought her dreams were coming true when she landed an internship at Ca-son Corp, but everything came crashing down when the CEO suddenly dies, putting her job in danger. Desperate to save her career, she agrees to a contract marriage with the CEO's successor, Arthur Callaghan. But as they go through this fake marriage, the chemistry between them makes it difficult to keep things purely contractual and they find themselves fighting not only for their jobs, but for their lives. With unexpected turns at every corner, Veronica must uncover the truth behind a deadly conspiracy before it's too late. Will she be able to survive the threats and find true love in the process?

⚠️ Trigger Warnings: Contains explicit sexual content, consensual power dynamics, manipulation, dominance/submission themes, obsession, emotional degradation, and morally gray characters. 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised. My Reluctant Plaything is a raw, intoxicating collection of gay erotica where lust blurs the lines between love and control. Every story is a clash of dominance and resistance of men who crave power and those who refuse to kneel... until they do. From ruthless mafia heirs and calculating professors to damaged billionaires and possessive strangers, these stories dive deep into forbidden desires, reluctant submission, and the thrilling high of surrendering to the one man you shouldn't want. It’s not about romance. It’s about obsession. They said no. But their bodies said everything else.

During the mandatory freshman orientation camp, my skin had flared up with a severe allergic reaction, so I didn't use the plastic washbasin the school handed out. Instead, I opened my suitcase and took out the custom silver basin I had brought from home. My roommate, Louisa Carter, immediately made a snide remark, drawling, "You're really something, huh? Kids from broke families like us are lucky to have any basin at all." I didn't bother responding. I simply pulled out my facial essence to do a cold compress, but she immediately rushed over, slapped the bottle out of my hand, and jabbed a finger at my face. "Bet you get tens of thousands a month for living expenses. You have a sugar daddy, don't you? Don't you feel guilty making your folks work their fingers to the bone back on the farm? People like you don't deserve to be at our school. I'm reporting you to the student counselor." I laughed in disbelief and slapped her. … The next morning, the family photo I'd left on my desk had been slashed to ribbons. Across the back, carved in ink, were the words: 'Daughter of a homewrecker. Go to hell.' I went straight to the police. While officers pulled the dorm security footage, our student counselor and the university president rushed in. The moment the president saw the man whose face had been cut apart in my photo, his legs nearly buckled. He almost dropped to his knees.