Ishq Ka Ain

[พิชญ์ x มัดหวาย] "เขา"เป็นพี่ชายที่อบอุ่นและแสนดีของน้องสาวตัวเอง แต่กับเธอแล้วมันไม่ใช่แบบนั้นเลยแม้แต่น้อย "มัดหวาย"ต้องตกเป็นที่ระบายอารมณ์ของพี่ชายเพื่อนสนิทอย่างเลี่ยงไม่ได้ "ฮึก! ถ้าพี่เกลียดหวายแล้วพี่มานอนกับหวายทำไม" "ผู้ชายน่ะ สามารถเอาคนที่ตัวเองไม่รักได้นะ..." "...เผื่อเธอจะไม่รู้เรื่องนี้" "เลว หวายเกลียดพี่" "ฉันก็ไม่ได้พิศวาสเธอเหมือนกัน และก็จำเอาไว้ด้วยว่าฉันจะไม่มีความรู้สึกอื่นให้กับคนแบบเธอ นอกจากเป็นแค่ที่ระบายอารมณ์เท่านั้น" สำหรับ "ล่ามรัก" จะประกอบไปด้วยเรื่องราวของ 2 คู่ ได้แก่ 1.Chained Love ล่ามรัก [ภาคิน x ลูกพีช] 2.Chained Love ล่ามรัก 2 [พิชญ์ x มัดหวาย] โดยตัวละครจะมีความเกี่ยวข้องกันคือ 'พิชญ์' และ 'ลูกพีช' เป็นพี่น้องกันค่ะ

It's been two years since he went to study abroad. I still remember the day I first came to live in this house after my parent's death. I still remember the day she suddenly came into my room. My eyes were wide looking at his sudden action. He looked at the doir of my room and started to walk in my direction. In a flash of seconds, he was standing in front of me. I knew I was in danger. I tried to move. Bloody hell my body was held by his deep-sea color eyes. Standing in front of me he took a hold of my hair making me look into his eyes. My eyes were closed shut afraid of meeting his mad one. But the next words out of his mouth made me short open my eyes. "Who was the man with whom you were laughing and talking with answer me jane who was he," he asked me angrily. I took his appearance his jaw was clench and his eyes were burning in anger. H--he saw me with him. Warm tears filled in my eyes ready to flow from the corner of my eyes. Remembering that day still pass shiver to my body. Suddenly I was pulled out of the car and now I was standing in front of the airport I receive the devil of my life. Yes, you heard it right.

I sat at the table, watching the food grow cold, much like my heart. Today was my birthday. It was also Leslie Buck's birthday—Katherine White's childhood sweetheart. I unlocked my phone and opened Leslie's social media page. As expected, a new post awaited me. "Grateful to have you by my side for every birthday. Let's keep our promise to celebrate every one of them together in the future!" The photo showed two hands forming a heart in front of a cake. One of them was Katherine's. I could tell from the bracelet she wore. It was the one I had given her. I gave the post a like, then set my phone aside. Without hesitation, I dumped the dishes Katherine liked into the trash and went out to a restaurant to order the food I liked, celebrating my birthday alone. From now on, I would make sure to enjoy every birthday of mine.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Zara Wright is an eighteen years old werewolf and the only daughter of the alpha. She is fearless, strong, and capable which is why her father chooses her to be the next alpha of her pack. Zara bows to no man and has one goal; to rule and protect her people from all harm, the greatest being the evil lycans, sworn enemies of the werewolves for centuries and separated only by a river. However, everything changes the moment she sets her eyes on Anders. Anders Silver is a hot, sexy, and highly respected Gamma. At just nineteen, he is the strongest lycan in his pack. This earns him the position of the would-be alpha and his first duty is to keep the hated and unrestrained werewolves off the grounds of the lycans. But, when a chance encounter brings him face-to-face with Zara, Anders is forced to make a difficult decision. In a world where werewolves and lycans are enemies, can Zara and Anders fight to preserve what they cherish most? _________________________ Aryan is the son of the alpha and the only young lycan in his pack. He is surprised to learn that he has two mates; Selene an Adele, the unusual twins. Selene is known to be kind-hearted and loved by all whereas Adele is known to be evil and hated by almost everyone. After accepting them as his mates, Aryan joins the wagon and finds himself disliking Adele for her evil schemes. When an attempt is made on his life and Adele is fingered as the culprit, Aryan sentences her to death but, what happens when he learns that Adele was the victim all along and also his true mate? BOOK ONE: AGAINST ALL ODDS BOOK TWO: MY TRUE MATE BOOK THREE: AGAINST ALL ODDS 2

YVES' fiancee lost all of her memories due to tragic history about her past. Even her, was having a hard time to accept her situation. She never expected that she would also forget the man she loves the most. For the past five years, Yves had been secretly looking at her from a far until he finally decided to meet her in person, with a desire to capture her heart all over again. A longing smile was plastered on his face as soon as he saw her. He unconsciously uttered those four words, with sixteen letters. “Honey, we meet again.”

I, Damien, reject the pregnancy. I'm not responsible for it. She sleeps with the guards." Emily, a slave bound to the ruthless Prince Damien of Opsia, is left to die after becoming pregnant — a crime punishable by death. Betrayed. Humiliated. Condemned. Her fate seems sealed. Until another prince steps forward. Prince Ethan of Blackmoon halts her execution, purchasing her under the guise of a ritual offering. In his kingdom, he offers her care, protection, and something dangerously close to love. But his eyes hide secrets, and his reasons for saving her may be far darker than kindness. Then, the unthinkable: Emily’s true identity is revealed — and Damien returns, desperate to reclaim her. Now torn between two princes: – The tyrant who shattered her – The savior who might be lying She must choose. But who... Who is she truly? Who stole her past? And who will pay for her suffering? One woman. Two princes. A destiny that will shatter kingdoms.

He is a handsome Billionaire. He needed an heir. Surrogacy is the answer. I love her. She is beautiful and talented. She is hopeless and needs money. Surrogacy is the answer. I love him. A surrogacy contract that explores her personality, her soul, and the inner sanctum of her heart. She discovers a new way of life with the Billionaire, the Personal Assistant, and the Valet. A whirlwind of passion, desire, and love.

NAKAHANDA ba ang puso mong masaktan para lang makasama ang taong lihim mong minamahal? Kung oo, then, grab it! Isang malaking pagkakamali ang pagpapakasal ni Azeah Gwen sa lalaking hindi siya mahal at sa loob ng dalawang taon sa piling nito'y wala itong ginawa kundi ang pasakitan siya. Hindi matanggap na sa isang tulad lamang niyang dukha ito matatali at hindi sa girlfriend na mahal na mahal nito. May pag-asa pa kayang maging maayos ang kanilang pagsasama? Paano kung isang sekreto ang mabubunyag na tiyak na lalong ikagagalit ng kaniyang asawa? Matanggap pa kaya siya nito?

Harper spent eight years loving a man who never touched her, never kissed her, never truly saw her. Until the night she walked away and he finally woke up. Now Malakai is detoxing from the drugs he never knew he was on, chasing the wife he never deserved, and realizing too late that the woman he called “disposable” is the only one who can ruin him. But Harper isn’t running anymore. She’s rewriting the rules. Now four men circle her: A detective with secrets of his own. A playboy rival who wants to steal her just to hurt his old enemy. Her hot doctor colleague And a masked phantom who kisses her like he owns her soul. In a game of murder, lies, and forbidden desire… she will only accept a man who bleeds for his repentance. A man who earns her forgiveness inch by inch and scar by scar. And Malachi will pay every price or live forever with the regret of losing the only woman who ever gave him everything. Author’s Note: Starts slow with subtle poison. Then it turns unhinged: blood, blindfolds and a man who’ll kill to keep her. Buckle up. It gets dark. It gets dirty. It gets deadly. Dive in if you dare. See you on the other side:)

My sister had struggled with depression since childhood. The doctor warned that she could not tolerate any kind of stimulation. As a result, my entire life fell silent. To avoid upsetting her, I never dared to laugh at home. I never dared to cry. When I got hurt, I did not even have the right to say it hurt. My parents would hug me with apologetic expressions and say, "You're the good one. Your sister's illness requires the whole family to work together. You're healthy. You're strong. Let her have more, okay?" One day, I accidentally knocked over a cup. The crash sounded enormous in the quiet room, and my sister's emotions shattered at once. My father struck me for the first time. He roared, "Can't you be careful? Do you have to push her until she dies before you're satisfied?" He shoved me to the floor. The back of my head slammed against the corner of the table, and blood poured out. But my whole family rushed to my screaming sister. No one even glanced at me. I lay on the cold floor as my vision blurred and my consciousness began to fade. To them, my sister's feelings were the only emergency. My small injury could wait. They did not know that bleeding inside the skull does not wait.