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"I don't do love. Ang pag-ibig ay tanda ng kahinaan. At hindi ako mahina. I am Olivia Reid!" Siya si Olivia Ried, palaban at mala-diyosa ang angking kagandahan; Kinaiinggitan ng mga kababaihan, kinababaliwan ng mga kalalakihan. Ngunit sa likod ng kanyang tapang at ganda ay may isang nakaraang pilit nyang tinatakasan. Ang nakaraan niyang iyon ang dahilan kung bakit isinumpa niya sa sariling hinding-hindi siya iibig kahit na kailan. Kaya naman kahit na marami ang nahuhumaling sa kanya, binabasted lamang niya ang mga ito. Ngunit isang lalaki ang mukhang hindi tinatalaban sa taglay niyang ganda. Si Gabriel Craig na umpisa pa lang ay halata na ang pagkadisgusto sa kanya. At isang malakas na sampal iyon sa pride ni Olivia Reid. Kaya ang plano niya:: Paibigin si Gabriel Craig at pagkatapos ay iwanang luhaan! Ngunit hawak ni Gabriel ang alas tungkol sa tunay niyang pagkatao. At iyon ang ginagamit nitong panakot para maging sunod-sunuran siya sa bawat naisin nito. Pero gaya nga ng mantra niya sa buhay; She is Olivia Reid. Matalino, madiskarte at hindi palulupig. Sa labanan ng talino at patusuhan, sino ang magwawagi? Si Olivia Reid na ginagamit ang taglay na kagandahan para makuha ang lahat ng gusto sa buhay? O si Gabriel Craig na nakakaalam ng kanyang kahinaan?

"Nah, not gonna happen. I don't want to skip work just because of that girl. She's not that important. I will not make her life easier by impregnating her that soon," I said. "Well, bro, it's your choice. Just don't let yourself be head over the heels for Stacey. That'll create a big issue!" Harry said. "That's cliché, man! Do you think I'll let that happen? I'm so busy torturing her physically and mentally. I won't have any more time to think about loving her. I also barely go home," I confidently said. -----. Stacey's life has always been difficult. She is constantly required to present herself in front of the lads in order to encourage them to offer her money or whatever in return for sex. In addition, there will be a fee for each touch to private parts. It's almost as if you had to pay to touch. Fortunately, she was able to flee this realm thanks to Cygnus, her love one. But because of Yul Matthew Servano, everything became blue, and her life became much more confusing than it was before. It was planned for her to marry him. Will they build affections for each other despite the fact that Yul is a womanizer and Stacey is a transitory relationship for guests?

The day the Labarres declared bankruptcy, everyone assumed I would break off my engagement to Zach Labarre. In the middle of a torrential downpour, I abandoned my umbrella and helped the disheveled Zach into the car. "I'll give you ten million dollars. If you succeed, come back and marry me. If you fail, I'll marry you instead." Five years later, Zach returned, leading three publicly listed companies. In front of all the media, he announced, "Leah Chandler and I ended our engagement five years ago."

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?!"

BEING LOVED BY GREYSON WAS MY GOAL. Since the very beginning of our marriage, I wanted nothing more than to be the woman in his eyes. But instead... I was the woman in his shadow—watching as he went out with others and lived his own life. So when I realized Greyson never loved me, I decided to return the favor! But, of course, he wanted a second round.

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...”

In the late stages of her pregnancy, my wife slipped away into the mountains with her childhood sweetheart, seeking some reckless thrill under the open sky. Fate, however, had other plans. She suffered a massive hemorrhage, and the two were rushed to the hospital. As a doctor, I took one glance at her condition and instructed the nurse to prepare for the cremation. In my previous life, I had risked everything to save her. On that very operating table, she and the child inside her perished together. Her childhood sweetheart, overcome with grief and fury, rallied others to accuse me of seeking personal revenge. Their rage was relentless, and they broke my hands. "A butcher like you, without medical ethics, deserves nothing less than eternal damnation!" they shouted, their words burning like brands on my soul. Yet I distinctly remembered—the surgery had been a success. Her vital signs had stabilized. Clinging to hope, I begged my in-laws to conduct an autopsy, to uncover the truth buried beneath the accusations. Instead, they called the police, who swiftly charged me with performing surgery under the influence of alcohol. Stripped of my rights, I was thrown into prison, where suffering became my only companion. Years later, upon release, I stumbled across a sight that tore what was left of my heart to shreds—my wife, alive and well, behind the wheel of a luxury car, accompanied by her childhood sweetheart and their child, living off the fortune I had worked tirelessly to build. Their betrayal didn't end there. Coldly and methodically, they lured me into a trap, casting me into a cement mixer to erase every trace of my existence. When I next opened my eyes, time had rewound itself. I was back on that fateful day, the one when her hemorrhage began.

“You stole from me and stole my heart too, little thief. What kind of punishment do you think you deserve?”Idris questioned. Tracing the horse whip on her delicate skin. Devika let out a low moan. “Punish me later, but please. fill my desires now.”Devika pleds desperately. Devika the bread winner of a high class theft group. battles with a traumatic past that led her into stealing. What happens when she stole from the pocket of the richest man in the world. His grandfathers wrist watch, the only one of its kind. She stole it, what happens when she is giving a mission to steal from a wealthy man. Only to find out that her next target is the same man she stole his watch. Join me on this sweat ride filed with Drama, Romance, Action, and comedy. Triggerwarning: This novel contains rated content. sexual abuse, killing, theft, etc.

Sabrina Conner is used to hiding things all her life, such as journals, terrible exam results, female condoms, and even her secret marriage with her childhood sweetheart and billionaire, Abel Harper. Everything seems to lead a charmed life for her until an anonymous blackmailer sends her a picture of her husband, naked with an unrecognizable girl. The sluggish blackmail process engenders a series of strange events that makes Sabrina and her acquaintances involved wonder if they should start to expose their secrets themselves before anyone else does it, The thought of Abel’s infidelity shakes Sabrina's invariable principles and feelings, leading her to the lives of two men whom she becomes sentimentally close to but hardly can figure anything about their mysterious lives. Sabrina's curiosity urges her to explore what is more dangerous than mere murder. Now it seems like there is no way out.

After transmigrating into a horror game, I realize I can hear ghosts' inner thoughts. "Oh, look, a human! I need to give her a pet!" "Why can't I touch her? Move! I gotta touch her!" "Humans! She's so tame that she's even letting us pet her!" My inner thoughts scream, "Damn it. Now I feel like a monkey in the zoo."