Fire And Water Dragon

I left one dire situation and landed in another! Why can't fairies be sweet?! My name is Jessa, and I recently took a trip to Ancient Troy because I said, "I didn't believe in fairies," while sitting on a fairy hill, during a full eclipse. I was on vacation with my family in Ireland, and my sister Meena was with me on the hill when I was sucked through time! Now, I ripped through time again, landing in Ancient Pompeii. Right before Mount Vesuvius destroys the whole area! The best part? My Trojan Prince husband has a twin in Rome and has purchased me as a slave! Why couldn't I return to my own time! Do you want to hear some sound advice? Don't ever piss-off a fairy!

I thought I was just an ordinary girl in a quiet town. Then I met Aiden Wolfe. He’s not like anyone I’ve ever known quiet, mysterious, and hiding something wild beneath his skin. I should’ve stayed away. Everyone warned me. But something about him pulled me in… and when he bit me, my whole world changed. Now I feel fire in my veins. I see things I shouldn’t. Creatures that shouldn’t exist. I’m being hunted for something I don’t even understand and Aiden may be the only one who can help me survive. This isn’t the life I chose. But the fire? The fire chose me.

Vaelora has always felt like something in her life doesn’t add up. The nightmares are getting worse—fire consuming everything she knows, shadows moving in the smoke, a voice calling her name from the flames. She tells herself it’s nothing. Just dreams. Until the night she meets the twin Alphas. Powerful. Controlled. Dangerous in ways that make her pulse flutter . The moment they meet, something shifts. The air thickens. The bond between them snaps tight like it’s been waiting. And whatever has been sleeping inside her begins to stir. The twins rule their pack with strength and precision, but even they weren’t prepared for her. For the way she unsettles them. For the heat that sparks when she’s near. Because Vaelora isn’t just another mate. She’s the center of something bigger. Older. Darker. As tensions rise and secrets surface, the line between fate and curse begins to blur. The fire in her dreams is no longer just a memory—it’s a warning. And when it finally ignites… No one will walk away unburned.

“เดี๋ยวๆ พี่จะตามทำไมนักหนาเนี้ย ไม่มีงาน มีการ ทำกับเขาหรือไง” “ไปเดตกับฉันก่อนซิ” “พี่จะบ้าหรือไง จะชวนสาวไปเดตแต่มาตามบังคับเนี่ยนะ!” “ก็อยากไปเดตด้วยไง” “โอ๊ย!!! จะดึงเปียหนูทำไมเนี้ย! เจ็บนะ” เมื่อหญิงสาวไม่ยอมหยุดเดินหนี หนุ่มมาดขี้เล่นแต่ออกทื่อๆไปสักหน่อยก็คว้าเปียสองข้างของเธอดึงให้หยุดเดิน “อยากไม่ยอมหยุดเดินทำไม” “เชื่อเขาเลย! ดูหน้าหนูด้วย แว่นหนาขนาดนี้มีอะไรให้มาสนใจไม่ทราบ หล่อซะเปล่า” หญิงสาวผมเปียใส่แว่นเอ่ย “เธอฮอตจะตายไป ฉันเห็นตอนเธอถอดแว่นแล้ว” “พูดอะไรของพี่” “คอสเพย์สัปดาห์ก่อน” “!!!!!!!!!”

Three years ago, I rescued the CEO of the Patton Group. That very night, he appeared at my door with his grandson and proposed marriage. I'd secretly loved the young man for seven long years, so I accepted it without hesitation. For three blissful years, Damian Patton showered me with affection so profound it sparked envy in everyone around us. But the illusion shattered when the Patton family's adopted daughter returned from abroad. I stumbled upon him cradling her tenderly and whispering words of devotion. "Grandpa won't hand over the company until Serena gives birth to an heir. But I don't care about inheritance anymore. I want to marry you now." Harriet Patton's lips curved into a sultry smile. "No rush, darling. I want you to marry me as the rightful heir to the Patton empire. Just promise me you won't fall for her." His eyes softened. "Seven years ago, you pulled me out of that fire. I swore then to love you forever." Those words crashed over me like an avalanche, burying my heart under a crushing weight of betrayal. His love for me had been all a lie. I was the one who had braved those flames to save him. It was not her.

From the beginning, it was clear what Avara Latimer's fate would be. Since her birth, every aspect of her life has been planned with precision. Avara's life was one of pure indulgence, with the villagers showering her with the best of everything to ensure the god's favor. However, there was an ulterior motive behind the gifts, and it wasn't given out of kindness. Her island home thrived with life, and to ensure its continuous abundance, she was chosen as a bridal sacrifice for the malevolent dragon god, Kagran, who lived up the mountains. But with rations running low and some of the villagers growing more resentful of her privileges, she knew it was only a matter of time before she would have to leave the village. And just as she had feared, her worst nightmare became a reality. On a cold winter's night they come and take her from her home, leaving her to brave the unforgiving mountains alone - a whole year before the sacrifice was planned.

เพราะคำว่า ‘ทรยศ’ จากคนที่เขาไว้ใจที่สุด ‘เพลิง’ พญาสิงห์แห่งวงการมาเฟียจึงเปลี่ยนความรักเป็นไฟแค้น! ในเมื่อพี่ชายของเธอหักหลังเขา... เธอก็ต้องเป็นคนรับผิดชอบหนี้ครั้งนี้ด้วยร่างกาย! “น้ำตาล... พี่ชายเธอมันสารเลว! ในเมื่อมันกล้าลองดีกับฉัน เธอก็ต้องอยู่ชดใช้กรรมแทนมันที่นี่!” จากผู้หญิงที่เขาเคยเอ็นดู กลับกลายเป็น ‘นางบำเรอขัดดอก’ ที่เขาจองจำไว้ด้วยความเกลียดชัง เขาขยี้หัวใจเธอ... เขาตราหน้าเธอ... แต่ยิ่งทำร้าย เธอกลับยิ่งสั่นคลอนกำแพงน้ำแข็งในใจของเขา กว่าจะรู้ว่าทุกอย่างคือ ‘แผนร้าย’ ที่เขาเข้าใจผิด... หัวใจของน้ำตาลก็แหลกสลายไปพร้อมกับลูกน้อยในครรภ์เสียแล้ว! “คุณเพลิง... พอสักทีเถอะค่ะ ตาลไม่ได้ทำอะไรผิด พี่ต้นไม่ได้ทรยศคุณ!” ท่ามกลางสมรภูมิมาเฟียที่เดือดระอุ ไฟแค้นครั้งนี้จะดับลงด้วยหยาดน้ำตา หรือจะมอดไหม้ไปพร้อมกับหัวใจของคนทั้งคู่?

Zayla was abandoned when she was a baby during the war and was left with a human family to hide who she was, till years later, she would be set on a path of love, danger, and power beyond her imagination, but would she survive long enough? It's five in the morning ... my stupid alarm clock is going off, but I didn't want to wake from my amazing dream of this handsome man with his strong arms around me, looking deep into my Jade eyes. "Princess Zayla, we will finally be together soon, my love, and I will release myself from my curse, " his voice echoed painfully. I woke up jumping straight. What was that ?" I whispered to myself. "Find me PRINCESS Zayla IS ALL I KEEP HEARING." I am going crazy, SM, SM. I should get ready, but I could shake this weird feeling that my whole life will change...

Hidup Calista yang awalnya biasa saja menjadi luar biasa ketika ia mengenal Lucas, pria yang selalu mengatakan jika dirinya adalah reinkarnasi cinta pertamanya di masa lalu. Lebih parahnya lagi pria itu mengaku jika ia bukanlah manusia, melainkan seorang Raja Naga. Raja Naga yang datang kepadanya untuk membawanya kembali ke kerajaan dan menjadikannya seorang ratu. Lucas sudah lama menantikannya, menantikan cinta pertamanya yang kembali hidup. Menantikannya bereinkarnasi dan kembali memulai hidup bahagia dengannya. Namun semua tidak berjalan dengan mudah, reinkarnasi cinta pertamanya ini agak berbeda. Lebih kasar, liar dan lebih menantang tentunya. Inilah kisah Lucas dengan segala pesonanya yang berusaha menaklukkan Calista, reinkarnasi cinta pertamanya.

I set fire to my painting in front of the entire academy. Thunderous applause erupts from the crowd as everyone thinks it's some kind of performance art. Unlike them, Willow Laurent is distraught. She rushes up and grabs my hand, questioning in a shrill voice, "Cassidy Seymour, have you gone mad? This is your only chance to prove yourself!" I shake her hand off me coldly. My only chance? No… What she means is that it's her chance. In my past life, I created this masterpiece with all my heart and soul. But she stole it from me and submitted it as her entry first. Whether it was the composition, the colors, or even my original dot-stippling technique… She replicated every detail flawlessly. Then, she won the National Young Artists Gold Award, signed with a top gallery, and became a rising star. And what about me? I was condemned as a shameless plagiarist. Insults and curses gradually drowned me. "You shouldn't be an artist!" "Plagiarists are scum! They should just die!" Her fans stormed into my studio, smashed my art supplies, and broke my right hand. As I saw no end to the hell that I was living in, I jumped down from the top floor of my studio. When I open my eyes again, I'm back to the very day she first accuses me of plagiarism.