Fifty Shades Set

For fifty years, vampires have suffered defeat after defeat in the Bloodmoon Duel, forced to watch werewolves claim the right to walk among humans. To secure her clan’s survival, Arce is forced into the hands of an Alpha of their enemy clan. But the bond that entwines them is worse than any prison—he is her mate. His blood burns in her veins, intoxicating and forbidden, binding her to the very beast she was born to destroy. She was raised to hate wolves, to see them as nothing more than savage animals. Yet every heartbeat draws her closer, every glance threatens to shatter her resolve. Now, caught between her loyalty to her people and the curse of craving him, Arce must decide—will she kill him as her father commanded, or will she fall and doom them all? The war between vampires and wolves was never truly over. And their bond may be the spark that sets the world ablaze.

ฉันเป็นสัตวแพทย์นะ ทำไมเขาถึงชอบเรียกฉันให้ไปทำแผลที่บ้านเขากันล่ะ เขาเป็นหมาหรือไงกัน "ฮัลโหล บลูเบลล์พูดค่ะ" "มาทำแผลให้หน่อย ที่บ้านของฉัน" "บ้าน? มันนี่เป็นอะไรหรอคะคุณซาจิ!!!" "ไม่ใช่มันนี่หรอก ฉันนี่แหละที่เป็น" "คุณงั้นหรอ แต่ฉันเป็นสัตวแพทย์นะคะ" "มันก็มีคำว่าแพทย์เหมือนกันนั่นแหละ รีบมา ฉันให้เวลาแค่10นาทีต้องถึงบ้านของฉัน" ติ๊ด!!! ฉันไม่น่าไปรู้จักเขาตั้งแต่แรกเลย รู้งี้ฉันเอามันนี่ไปให้พ่อกับแม่เลี้ยงเองตั้งแต่แรกดีกว่า เพราะตั้งแต่ได้รู้จักเขาฉันก็ไม่มีวันไหนที่ว่างเลย ทุกครั้งที่เลิกจากงานเขาก็ชอบมารับฉันที่หน้าคลีนิคไม่ก็ให้ลูกน้องมารับฉันไปหาเขาอยู่ตลอด เรื่องนี้เป็นนิยาย set สามารถติดตามเรื่องในsetเดียวกันได้ 1. มาเฟียพลาดรัก [ฟิสซิส × เจ้าเอย] 2. มาเฟียติดสัตว(แพทย์) [ซาจิ × บลูเบลล์] เรื่องนี้ 3. มาเฟียไซด์ไลน์ [ไลบร้า × วีนัส]

ที่เขาทำมันลงไปก็เพราะว่ารักเธอ แต่เธอคิดว่าที่เขาทำไปแบบนั้นเพราะเขาหมดรักเธอไปแล้ว เรื่องนี้เป็นนิยาย set สามารถติดตามเรื่องในsetเดียวกันได้ 1. มาเฟียพลาดรัก [ฟิสซิส × เจ้าเอย] เรื่องนี้ 2. มาเฟียติดสัตว(แพทย์) [ซาจิ × บลูเบลล์] 3. มาเฟียไซด์ไลน์ [ไลบร้า × วีนัส]

After being reborn, the first thing my cousin and I did was switch grooms. In our previous lives, we had gotten married on the same day. She, gentle and composed by nature, became the wife of Blake Malcolm, the aloof naval commander. On their wedding anniversary, Blake skipped the occasion to celebrate his childhood friend's birthday. My cousin had only wanted an explanation, but Blake claimed his conscience was clear. They fell into a silence that lasted fifty years. And me? With my temper—quick to fight, never one for patience—I had married an accountant from the machinery plant's compound. The accountant was soft-spoken, forever complaining about how loud I was, and how little I cared about appearances. We fought every three days, major arguments every five. Eventually, he stopped coming home. Less than a year into the marriage, we divorced. Then one day, my cousin and I opened our eyes and found ourselves young again—and it was the day we were to marry. Again.

"PLEASE FUCK ME DOCTOR". ANN BEGGED AS SHE CRAVED FOR HIS TOUCH IN-BETWEEN HER SPLAYED LEGS. //DARK ROMANCE// WARNING! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY SCENE IN EVERY CHAPTER, IF YOU ARE BELOW 18 AND YOU FEEL INSUCRE ABOUT READING EROTIC BOOK, PLEASE DON'T READ. IT CONTAINS HIGH SEXUAL CONTENT!!!...THOSE WHO WISH TO CONTINUE, PLEASE DO BECAUSE YOU WIL REALLY ENJOY IT, IT'S WORTH IT! … I am Ann hamburger. A sex maniac. I mean, I love having sex. And I am a fan of one night stands. My parents and ex boyfriend thinks I am cursed but my body is just highly sensitive. It was all fun to me but I got to thinking that they might be right. So my best friend introduced someone to me—A sex doctor . Marcus Morris. She says he is my last hope. My question is, am I really cursed? Can a sex doctor help me stop being a sex maniac? Well flip through this pages and read the story of my life. The shades of Ann...

I used to live my life believing that there was something corrupted within me. I had never felt comfortable walking in the searing, bright daylight. It felt as if I didn't belong there. Is that why I felt this sudden attraction to a man who seemed to be the embodiment of darkness? Ashtar Malachious resembled the sum of my sexual fantasies. The shades surrounding him were like a captivating essence. Others called him the predator, the fallen, or the death. I knew that, but my eyes saw him differently. He saved my life in more than a literal way. He seduced me, slowly enticing all my senses. He showed me what a touch could feel like. He let me taste the pleasure I had never thought existed. The one thing he wanted from me was my blood. I knew that if I gave it to him, it would be along with my body, heart, and soul. His irresistible aura blinded me to the dangers that surrounded me. Like a moth to the flame, I stepped closer until the hellfire licked my flesh. Then the wicked flames revealed the cruelest truth—this love kills. In the end, one of us will die.

"จูบหนู5,000ค่ะ" "อะไรนะ! แค่จูบ5,000เลยหรอ" "ค่ะ ถ้านัวเนีย7,000 มีอะไรด้วยกัน100,000นี่ยังไม่รวมค่าแทงเข้าแทงออกนะคะ" "โอ๊ย!!!นี่มันอะไรเนี่ย ฉันซื้อตัวเธอมาแล้วยังต้องเสียเงินกับเรื่องนี้อีกหรือไง" เรื่องนี้เป็นนิยาย set สามารถติดตามเรื่องในsetเดียวกันได้ 1. มาเฟียพลาดรัก [ฟิสซิส × เจ้าเอย] 2. มาเฟียติดสัตว(แพทย์) [ซาจิ × บลูเบลล์] 3. มาเฟียไซด์ไลน์ [ไลบร้า × วีนัส] เรื่องนี้

The world knows no master like Lucian Daiuz. While they claim that no one is above the law, he stands far beyond it—beyond governments, kings, monarchs, or mafias. All bow to him. His face is a mystery, his voice unheard by any who live to tell the tale. To some, he is a devil, a monster. Whispers and rumours paint him in a thousand shades of darkness, even questioning his manhood for remaining without a wife at 33. Every woman he takes as a wife vanishes before a month passes, and his wealth, so immense, could feed the entire country and still leave a fortune untouched. Lucian Daiuz—he is the man who haunts every nightmare. And now, I have been chosen to be his wife... She is the embodiment of grace in a world marred by shadows, a damsel whose beauty radiates across the kingdom. Men fall to their knees for a chance at her favour, but none have succeeded in capturing her heart. She turns them all away, waiting for the one who can truly claim her. Her purity and light are enough to banish the darkness that surrounds me. She is Princess Aurora von Dysheria, and I have claimed her to be my bride.

In a tale woven with both love and obsession, Adele Romero believed she had mended her shattered heart when she delivered a flower to the grand mansion. Little did she realize that her actions had already captured his attention. He was known as the mysterious figure, harboring a dark obsession that consumed him completely. The lingering desires from their shared past and the chance at redemption compelled him to entrap her in his grasp. This time, he was ready to script their story with spilled blood and possessive intent, and she remained oblivious to his true identity. "Have you ever felt the touch of a rose?" he whispered, his silhouette looming before her. "Yes," she replied, her voice quivering with anticipation. "Each petal holds its own unique allure, painted with shades that evoke fascination. And when you press it against your lips, it imparts a magnificent sensation," his voice husky and laden with desire. In that sacred moment, she felt his lips graze her skin. "You, Adele, are like a rose." "And I yearn to crush this rose beneath the weight of my insatiable craving."

I thought heartbreak would break me. Maybe it did. But not in the way I expected. It awakened the monster inside. On the night I caught my boyfriend of five years with another woman, something snapped inside me. I wore rage like an outfit. Claws tore through my skin. I heard voices in my head, voices I was certain weren’t mine. Then he appeared. Darian McAlister, the Lycan prince, all shades of danger wrapped in silver hair and flaming eyes. He saved me from myself that night, and then, accidentally marked me. Now, I'm tied to the man who's already betrothed to another. A man who wants nothing to do with me, and has made that clear. A man who still lurks in the shadows, waiting for something. And to make things worse, the Lycan family wants me dead, because the blood flowing through my veins creates a bond between me and the enemy that nearly destroyed them. But fate doesn't care about politics or debts owed. The accidental marking demands blood, and if we don't complete the Lycan’s mating process… One of us dies.