Falling For Friend

“รู้สึกตอนไหนคือจบ” ความสัมพันธ์แบบเพื่อนสนิทที่เอากันแบบลับ ๆ แบบที่ ‘ห้ามใครรู้’

I used to believe silence meant peace. That if I endured long enough, stayed patient long enough, things would eventually fall into place. But the morning everything changed, I realized how wrong I had been. A room I had once asked for was suddenly cleared. Not for me. For someone else. For her. My husband didn’t hesitate when he said it. No explanation. No consideration. Just a decision that reminded me exactly where I stood in his life. I tried to ignore it. Told myself it wasn’t worth questioning. Until my birthday came. And went. No acknowledgment. No effort. Nothing. Just the quiet understanding that I no longer mattered. Then the truth found me. One moment was all it took to see everything clearly—the lies, the betrayal, the role I had been playing in a life that was never truly mine. So I signed the papers. I walked away from the marriage, from the name, from everything I had spent years holding together. I thought leaving would be the hardest part. I was wrong. Because walking away was only the beginning. And some endings don’t set you free— they pull you into something far more complicated.

“แม่ง! ก็ถ้ากูรู้ว่าผู้หญิงเมื่อคืนเป็นมึง กูคงxxxไม่แข็งแต่แรก ไอ้เหี้ยโคตรซวย!“

I went on a graduation trip with my boyfriend, Marcus Hale, only to have my shameless roommate, Vanessa Quinn, tag along. On the way to Rybia, our plane was caught in violent turbulence and plunged toward the Egete Ocean. Because of a malfunction, only half the oxygen masks dropped. The spiteful Vanessa snatched the oxygen mask meant for a Rybian socialite, Layla Al-Farouq. Unable to stand by, I shared mine with the woman, saving her life. After the emergency landing, her powerful oil tycoon husband, Khalid Al-Farouq, adopted me as his goddaughter out of gratitude, while throwing the vicious Vanessa into the Kibera Slums. Later, I married Marcus, but on the day we went skydiving, he suddenly unbuckled my parachute and shoved me from ten thousand meters above, leaving me to crash into nothing but broken flesh. "If you hadn’t meddled and saved that old woman, my darling Vivi would still be alive!" Only then did I realize the two of them had been betraying me all along. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the exact moment the plane first took off.

We wouldn't have done anything. You are an Omega, and I'm an Alpha. There's a huge difference in where we stand in this pack, we could never be together, understand that!” He snapped as he got up from the bed. “So you're going to take my dignity away and just leave? Have you lost your mind, Aegon? Power? Is that what this is truly about?” __ Ingrid Maverick was considered to be a weak Omega ever since she was young but she was fierce and headstrong. Ingrid had always had one wished since was young and it was to be mated to her best friend but tables turned when she heard an unexpected truth. Ingrid ran away as her life was endangered by the one she loved the most, but little did she know that running away was only going be bring more trouble as she found out that she was pregnant for her best friend. Find out in this book if Ingrid’s head would be served next for the unexpected truth or if she had the power to tame a baby that was too strong for her to handle.

เป็นเพื่อนเล่นกันมาสิบปี อยากลองเล่นเพื่อนดูสักที “ฉันจะเอาเธอทุกคืน”

When I caught my best friend having an affair with my boyfriend , I didn’t react , I only left the scene acting like all was fine . No one consoled me for the pains and the betrayal that I felt , they said I should let it go after all she was my best friend and I should be happy for her . Well, trust me I was . When her dad came unto me begging for just a taste of me , I wasn’t going to deny him such immense pleasure . I never wanted to be fucked , banged and treated like a slut by a man who was old enough to be my father , but then when this feelings that I couldn’t control kept coming in , did I have to give in ? I was nothing but a dirty little slut A bitch , that was what they called me , well I didn’t mind being his bitch as long as they were ruined .

I came here on a scholarship. No parents. No safety net. Just brains, bruises, and a shot at a better life. Now they want me on the hockey team? I’ve never even touched a stick. And if I say no—I lose everything. The only thing colder than the rink is how they look at me. The rich girls with their designer skates and perfect smiles. The coach who’d rather pretend I don’t exist. And him—Jaxon Reid, the team’s golden boy, who skates like sin and speaks with his eyes more than his mouth. He thinks I’m a joke. They all do. But I’ve fought for every inch of my life, and I’m not about to back down now. Not when college is the only thing standing between me and going back to nothing. So I’ll lace up. I’ll fall, I’ll bruise, I’ll bleed if I have to. And maybe—just maybe—I’ll learn how to play their game better than they do. Because survival isn’t about being the best. It’s about refusing to lose.

"Marry me," he said, his deep voice with a hint of command. "Are you talking to me?" Mia asked, her eyes darting around the exclusive office, then her nose flared up in disbelief. "You're sick! The nerves you have to abduct me here. And this?" "You owe me," his grey eyes bore into hers, his hands tucked in his suit pants. Mia glared at him, "I'll never marry you Xavier Singh. You're arrogant! And rude! And grum.." "Your mother's surgery bills," he cut her off. "I'll take care of it" Her lips clamped shut at his words and her eyes widened. ******** Mia Lopez, a 24-year old aspiring actress, will do anything to get into the entertainment industry, without using her body. Her plans were simple, "Get famous, rich and save my sick mom." After an hate-at-first meet with Xavier Singh, CEO of X-World Entertainment, Mia will get married to the arrogant billionaire. In exchange for her mother's surgery, she'll help him take over his family's empire, the wealthiest conglomerate in California. Will this one-year marriage contract signed with no strings attached become a love story? *********** "Do not fall in love with me." "Don't try touching me also, pervert." Mia fired back, and he raised an eyebrow, letting out a low chuckle. "You should get a mirror, you do not attract a man, like me."

....ความสัมพันธ์ที่ควรจบลงเพียงชั่วข้ามคืน กลับถูกสานต่อด้วยแรงราคะร้อนแรง ต่อให้คิดว่าตัวเองแน่สักเพียงไหน สุดท้ายการเอาใจลงไปเล่นกับความสัมพันธ์แบบนี้ล้วนต้องเจ็บทุกฝ่าย.... "เป็นเชี้ยไรของมึงวะ!" อาโปกุมไหล่ข้างที่ถูกผลักกระแทกประตูด้วยความเจ็บก่อนจะตะโกนใส่คนทำอย่างหงุดหงิด "มึงตั้งใจจะหนีกู?" ฮิลล์ชี้นิ้วไปที่อีกฝ่ายขบกรามถามอีกฝ่ายเสียงเข้ม "กูจะหนีมึงทำไม เราเป็นอะไรกันกูถึงต้องหนี" อาโปเห็นอีกฝ่ายโมโหก็อดยั่วอารมณ์ไม่ได้ ชอบทำให้กูเจ็บตัวดีนักไอ้ห่านี่ "ก็เป็นคนที่เอากันเวลาเงี่ยนไง!" คำตอบที่พ่นออกมาจากใบหน้าหล่อเหลานั่นทำให้เขาจุกเหมือนโดนหมัดน็อก "ถ้างั้นมึงขาดที่ระบายอย่างกูไปมันจะเป็นไร ทำไมต้องโมโห" สีหน้าที่ชะงักไปยิ้มเยาะเล็กน้อยก่อนตอกกลับอีกฝ่าย "อ้อ...ไม่ได้โมโหหรอก แต่คนของกูมีอะไรปิดบังกู กู! ไม่! ชอบ!" ฮิลล์ไม่พูดเปล่า เขาเดินเข้าประชิดตัวอาโปพร้อมทั้งยื่นมือไปบีบกรามของอีกฝ่ายแล้วพูดใส่หน้านั้นอย่างชัดถ้อยชัดคำ ราวกับต้องการใช้คำพูดตนเองเป็นใบมีดกรีดทรมานเหยื่อย่างช้าๆ