Evil Mad Hatter

Heather Cassia Del Puerto has every reason to be loved. Citing from people's definitions, she's the epitome of beauty and intelligence. In addition, she has enough wealth and power being the La Villamorés' second owner. However, everyone was suffocated by her so-called perfect insight, and the audacity to think she is always right. Her holier-than-thou attitude annoyed everybody, but a particular tycoon is an exception—Lord Lavigne. Consequently, she didn't bother to change a bit after countless troubles, confident enough that the man everybody has been dreaming of is not going to leave her . . . Or so she thought.

"ในเมื่อฉันปฏิเสธที่จะแต่งงานกับเขาไม่ได้ ฉันก็ต้องทำให้เขารักจนหัวปักหัวปำ คนอย่างฉันมันไม่มีอะไรจะเสีย…นอกจากเสียตัวให้เขา"

เมื่อไฮโซสาวเจ้าของ ฉายา Evil Lady ต้องมาเจอกับทายาทมาเฟีย เรื่องราวความรักของสาวแสบสุดเพอร์เฟคและมาเฟียหนุ่มคลั่งรัก

Introverted college student Natasha is haunted by a terrifying nightmare: she witnesses a brutal murder committed by a bloodthirsty, red-eyed half-wolf. She wakes up shaken, convinced it was just a dream—until the creature's human form walks into her class. Nathan Jones Davis, the university's most popular and handsome heartthrob, is an arrogant womanizer, yet he's the spitting image of the killer from her dream. Natasha tries to avoid the fear he ignites in her, but when Nathan unexpectedly defends her from a cruel act of bullying, she is drawn into a whirlwind romance. He's passionate, protective, and everything she never knew she wanted. But as their relationship deepens, the man she fell for begins to change. His words turn cold, his temper flares, and the possessive, predatory hunger in his eyes becomes impossible to ignore. Natasha is forced to confront a terrifying reality that could cost her life: The man she let into her heart is gone. That is not Nathan.

"ถ้าเมาก็กลับไปนอน...หยุดทุกอย่างที่กำลังท้าทายฉันไว้แค่นี้ดีกว่า..."

My son, Jasper Cole, won the gold prize in an art competition. When I took off my apron and rushed to the award ceremony, I found that the painting titled 'Mother' was not of me but Maeve Leighton, my husband's secretary. Maeve pretended to be troubled as she told my son, "Your mom will be sad when she sees this painting." However, Jasper was unperturbed. "What does her sadness have to do with me? She's an ordinary-looking and incompetent housewife, always nagging me about what I can and can’t do. She's too strict with me. It's annoying! Maeve, I wish you were my mother. My dad doesn't like my mom at all. He's only happy when he's with you. He's only with my mom because he feels obligated." My heart broke at that moment. Since he no longer wanted me as his mother, it was pointless for me to stay. I called my dad. "Dad, I want to go home. Can you pick me up?" My dad could not believe it. He answered after a long pause, "Of course. I'll come pick up my brilliant daughter in three days."

"แต่ที่ฉันต้องการคือตัวเธอ" "ถึงฉันจะสวยจนใครๆ ก็ต่างอยากได้ตัว แต่ฉันก็ไม่ง่ายที่จะไปกับคนที่พึ่งเคยเจอกันครั้งเดียวหรอกค่ะ" "แน่ใจเหรอว่าครั้งเดียว…ดีเจอลิซ" "ดะ ดีเจอลิซ…อะไรของคุณ ฉันชื่อลิลิน…" "หึ…" "ยะ อย่าบอกนะว่าคนในคืนนั้นเป็นคุณ!?" . . "นายต้องการอะไรกันแน่…" "ฉันบอกแล้วไงว่าฉันต้องการตัวเธอ เธอไม่ต้องทำอะไร…แค่เตรียมตัวเป็นผู้หญิงของฉันก็พอ"

VEGAS (เวกัส) เวกัส นักศึกษาวิศวะปีสาม หลงใหลในการแข่งรถ สุขุมในคราบเสือร้าย และสามารถทำทุกอย่างเพื่อให้ได้ในสิ่งที่ต้องการ "เธอหมดประโยชน์สำหรับกูแล้ว…ไม่จำเป็นต้องสนใจอีก" NICHA (นิชา) นิชา นักศึกษาสัตวแพทย์ปีหนึ่ง น่ารัก อ่อนหวาน รักสัตว์ ไม่ซับซ้อน และใสซื่อจนตกเป็นเครื่องมือในการแก้แค้นของใครบางคน "เพราะนิเอง…ที่โง่ไปหลงกลคนแบบเขา"

Doctor Morgan was accused of murdering an eight year old girl and subjected for death penalty when found guilty. Angelic Morgan believed her father was innocent and started her investigation about the case. Same patterns of death cases were recorded long years ago and yet all investigations led to presumptions and the brutal killings remained unsolved. Now, she believed that it was not an error of medical practice but an unexplainable phenomenon where demonic manipulation could possibly exists. Contrary to this, a formulated chemical was discovered inside the dead body. Who was the murderer behind? Was it an invention of science? Or a manifestation of evil?

On my birthday, one of my husband’s subordinates leaned close to him and whispered in Russian, “Sasha has a surprise prepared for you tonight.” My husband smiled at me as he finished cutting my cake. Then, in the same language, he replied, “She has quite a few tricks in bed. I’ll see her later. “Just don’t let Madam find out, or I’m afraid I’ll get thrown out.” Everyone around laughed and assured keep it quiet. None of them knew that I’d been fluent in multiple languages since I was a child. What they also didn’t know was that I’d found the hidden phone he kept in the false drawer, where all the filthy videos of him and Sasha were saved. I didn’t confront him. Instead, I contacted a few remaining connections in the Vegas and had them prepare a new identity for me. In three days, Claire Vega would no longer exist, and he would never have me again.