Don T Open Your Eyes Game

Ares Walker and Zeus Allen are good friends but their friendship ruined when their parents forced them to get married for business benefits. Although Ares was willing to marry Zeus because he fell in love with him, Zeus never saw Ares as more than a friend. So, after marriage Zeus started to humiliate and torture Ares mentally. He didn't even treat him as human. When Ares lost his patience, he decided to make Zeus taste his own medicine. He was determined to give Zeus every humiliation he got from him.

Four months pregnant. I was alone when a rival family came for me.. A searing pain tore through my stomach. I couldn't reach my husband, Don Lorenzo. His phone was off. I woke up in a sterile hospital bed. Three days had passed. And the baby... was gone. That’s when I heard the nurses gossiping. “Heard Don Lorenzo cleared out a block of Fifth Avenue for his mistress three days ago. Had his phone off so they wouldn't be disturbed.” Tears rolled down my cheeks, but my heart was empty. I gave up my career, my whole life, for him. The Don who promised me forever… he shattered that promise just days before our fifth anniversary. Back home, I dug out an old phone and made a call. A number I hadn't touched in five years. "The European tour you mentioned…" I said, my voice hollow. "I'm in. I can be ready in a week."

"You're mine Cassie, mind, body, and soul," he declared with a dangerous growl, "I'm the prison you can't escape." ******* A cryptic letter from her father leads Cassie Michaelson directly into the path of Lorenzo Giovanni, an infamous Mafia boss. Lorenzo, initially targeting Cassie to draw out her father, quickly uncovers a shocking truth: Cassie is his Fated Mate. Abducted and thrust into a perilous world of Mafia politics and werewolf lore, Cassie must reconcile her growing feelings for Lorenzo, the very man who murdered her best friend the night of her abduction with the dangerous allure of his half-brother, Leonardo. As she struggles to survive, a mysterious organization emerges from the shadows, intent on destroying Lorenzo, placing Cassie at the epicenter of a brewing war.

Siguro nga ay na kay Amber Villacosta na ang lahat— maganda, mayaman at hinahangaan ng marami pero nagtatago ang lungkot sa kanyang pagkatao. Isang araw, nakidnap siya. Pero paano na lamang kung ang kalungkutan na iyon ay ang abductor niya pala ang papawi?Fall in love with the sweetest abductor in Town— Raiden Sta. Ana.

"I'm taking care of you." When thrill-seeker, 18 year old Hope exchanges her parachute bag with little Aiden, nobody expects it to be a life-changing moment. The worst happens when she skydives 15000 feet and the parachute doesn't open.Now in hospital, she's left with only broken dreams until Aiden's older brother and a young tutor, Dylan, vows to take care of her because he adamantly believes that everything is his fault. But is it, really? What Hope least expects is to– somewhere along the way – fall for this man.Caught between her feelings of love and Dylan who seems to be hiding a huge dark secret, Hope doesn't know who to listen to: her beating heart or her warning mind?

The whole world got sucked into a survival horror game. While everyone else was grinding mobs and trying not to get wiped, the system bugged out and tagged me as an NPC. My role? Takeout girl. I cruised around on my busted scooter, dropping food at boss lairs. If my rating dipped under 9.0, I'd keel over instantly. I figured I was just some unlucky idiot skating on death's edge. Then a pack of dumb players tried to jack my ride. That's when the scariest bosses in the game roared at once: "Who the hell thinks they can touch my crew?!"

Yasmine Silva gave everything to Leo Quinton over fifty years of marriage. After he was injured on a mission and left disabled, she left her respectable and steady job as a TV station host to stay by his side and massage his legs every day. He said he never wanted children. She endured ten miscarriages and was left unable to have any. Even then, she never once complained. Everyone said Leo was blessed to have a wife like Yasmine. It was only after Leo passed away that Yasmine, who had cared for him all her life, learned the truth. To him, she had never been a blessing. She had only been a burden that kept him from his wife and son.

เขาคือชายเดี่ยวจากเว็บชวนเสียวสุดฮิต เธอคือนักแปลสาวผู้ด้อยประสบการณ์วาบหวาม เมื่อเธออยากมีเรื่องร้อนแรงสักครั้งในชีวิต การพบกันของทั้งสองจึงเกิดขึ้นภายใต้กติกาคือ กอดได้แต่ห้ามรัก ทว่า...หัวใจถลำรัก เธอควรฉีกกติกานั้นหรือถอยห่างจากกันดี ========== “มนเหมือนเด็กขาดความอบอุ่นที่ต้องได้รับการบำบัด” “ยังไง” สายตาคมไหวเหมือนจะยิ้มได้ ทำมนสิชาหน้าร้อนผ่าว ทั้งที่นั่งอยู่ในห้องแอร์ กลับเหมือนมีเปลวแดดมาลูบแก้มให้ร้อนวูบวาบ สีหน้าและลักษณะการเอียงคอมองอย่างใคร่รู้ของหญิงสาวชวนให้หนุ่มทั้งแท่ง เลือดร้อนฉ่าใคร่ลงมือสาธิตการบำบัดเสียเดี๋ยวนี้ “อย่าทำหน้าแบบนั้น” “แบบไหน” เธอนิ่วหน้า งงจัดจริงๆ ไม่ใช่การเสแสร้งมารยา กฤษฎิ์ยื่นหน้าเข้ามาใกล้ กวาดสายตายิ้มได้ ลูบไล้นวลแก้มละมุนที่เริ่มซับสีเรื่อ แล้ววกกลับมาสบตาคู่งาม “แบบที่กำลังมอง สนใจ ใคร่รู้ มันทำให้ผู้ชายเกิดอารมณ์ ไม่รู้หรือ...”

My adoptive brother, Don Cassian. I loved him. The rival family drugged him. He had me pinned down. His hands on my breasts. He was hard, his eyes filled with a desperate hunger for me. But I shoved him off. Ran out the door. And called my best friend, Camilla. "Cassian's in the master bedroom. Get here. Now." I locked myself in the bathroom, letting the cold water wash away the fire he’d started in me. I remembered the last time. In my past life, when Cassian kissed me, I didn't say no. We made love all night. I thought my ten-year crush was finally mine. Then came St. Patrick's Cathedral. The Vitelli family's sapphire ring, passed down for three generations. The blessing of the Elders. I had everything I ever wanted. But the day after the wedding, I got the news. My best friend, Camilla, was dead. An overdose of antidepressants in her apartment. I was on the phone, crying for her, when a knife went through my chest from behind. I turned. It was Cassian, his face twisted with hate. "If you hadn't blackmailed me with those ledgers—if you hadn't forced your way into my bed—Camilla would still be alive. You have to pay for this!" That's when I understood. He never married me for love. It was all because of a whisper from Camilla: "Aurora controls the family's money. She can ruin you with a phone call." And a warning from the Elders: "Don, you must marry her. She knows too much." So this time, I stepped aside. I let them have each other. But why? Why did he come after me, his eyes red, looking like he'd lost his mind? "Aurora," he begged. "Why don't you love me anymore?"

The day of the verdict, Simon—my fiancé—begged me to take the deal. "I know you're innocent, but Nancy's pregnant. I can't let her go to jail." Tears. Fake concern. "This is for your own good," he said, holding my hand. I signed it. In my last life, I refused—and paid for it with prison, torture, and infertility. This time? I played along. By morning, headlines screamed I'd stolen trade secrets. Nancy? Front and center. "Yeah, it was her. I saw her sneak into Johnston Group with my own eyes!" But when court opened that afternoon, Clark—yes, the plaintiff—stepped up and dropped the case. Then, in front of everyone, he pulled out a ring, dropped to one knee, and said, "Heidi Wynn, this time... will you marry me?"