June 31

Xavier Storm was a man who thrived on control. Ruthless in business and merciless in vengeance, he knew exactly where to strike to bring an enemy to their knees. And Marie Lockwood was the perfect target. A seductress, a spy, a woman who played with fire and never got burned—until now. She had destroyed his best friend, and for that, Xavier would make her suffer. But Marie was not the villain he thought she was. Framed by the very man she served, she had become the fall girl for crimes she didn’t commit. Betrayed, hunted, and trapped in a game she never wanted to play, she vowed that no man would ever see her break. Not even Xavier Storm. He wanted revenge, but she wouldn’t beg. He wanted to break her, but she knew how to endure pain. What neither of them expected was the fire that ignited between them, a dark and all-consuming obsession that blurred the lines between hatred and desire. The deeper Xavier dug, the more Marie’s mask began to crack, and with every secret he uncovered, he realized he had miscalculated. Because in shattering her, he was unraveling himself. And by the time the truth came to light, he would have to face the one thing he never saw coming— that he had fallen for her.

Walter planned sixty-six proposal trips just to win me over. On the sixty-seventh, I finally said yes. The day after our wedding, I gave him sixty-six "forgiveness cards." We made a deal: every time he upset me, he could use one to earn my forgiveness. Over six years of marriage, every time he made me angry because of his childhood friend Janet, Walter would hand me a card. By the time he used the sixty-fourth, he began to sense something was off. I no longer reminded him to keep his distance. I no longer needed him the way I used to. However, the last time he left me behind for Janet, I reached out, stopped him, and asked: "If you go to her again… can I still forgive you with one of these cards?" He paused mid-step and looked at me, half helpless, half amused. "If you want to use one, use it. You've got plenty left, don't you?" I gave a small nod and watched him walk away. He still thought those forgiveness cards would never run out. What he did not know was— There was only one left.

When your mate is your enemy, love becomes an act of war. Moonrise Academy trains the future leaders of the supernatural world, but Ronan Montague isn't here to make friends. Exiled by his own pack for refusing to support murder, he just wants to prove that strength doesn't require cruelty. Then he scents his mate across the academy courtyard—and she's wearing a Capulet crest. Juliana Capulet escaped an arranged marriage by coming to Moonrise, but she can't escape the mate bond that ties her to everything her family taught her to hate. When ancient feuds collide with undeniable attraction, their love threatens to reignite a war that's already claimed too many lives. They're not the only ones fighting impossible odds. In a school where pack politics determine everything, four couples will discover that choosing love over loyalty might cost them everything—including their lives. Sometimes the greatest battle isn't for territory or power. Sometimes it's for the right to choose your own heart.

'You're his, his to do as he pleases, pathetic human. You should be glad the moon goddess chose you as his mate, and that he accepted.' Those are the words that have been told me all my life. I was named the mate of the Alpha Farok at birth, and my family has done everything to prepare me to please my mate. I have been thought how to do all a Luna's duties, including how to please my mate by my love making. Now when I am supposed to finally meet my mate, I have been kidnapped by a rogue werewolf. I want to hate him, but something about his noble character draws me in, and his touch sets me on fire. Would my mate still accept me, now that I have been touched by another male? I am Shira

Lucy Taylor never expected to be loved when she agreed to billionaire CEO, William Ashcroft, in place of her step sister to save her family's reputation. But as she gets to know him, she finds out he's completely different from the man she thought he was. As they grew closer, they realize they're in love. But what happens when trouble lurks around the corner? With a greedy stepsister and a maniac rival on their ends? Will they be able to survive or will their relationship crash under the weight of problems coming their way?

A night separated them. Now that the power is in his hands nothing can stop him from going after her. That night she saw his true face. That night she flew away. That night snatched everything from her. She was just left with an angel. She will run till her last breath. She is not meant to be caged. She will not be with a murderer. Not with a family who ruined hers. Decardo family holds deadly secrets. Secrets that will tear apart the earth and everything that is on it. Hidden Clutched roots that will threaten every existence. Then there is a man trapped within shadows. There are ones who wear masks. There is someone who wants justice. Present is hidden within the past. Nights have concealed everything.

My family has always considered me a harbinger of misfortune. It's all because I can see a countdown to my relatives' deaths. I tell them when my grandfather, father, and mother will die. It all comes true due to various accidents. My three brothers hate me to the core because they think I cursed my parents and grandfather. My mother actually dies after giving birth to my younger sister, but my brothers dote on her to no end. They say she's their lucky star because everything goes well for the family after she's born. But didn't Mom die while giving birth to her? On my 18th birthday, I see my death countdown when I look at myself in the mirror. I buy an urn I like and prepare a meal. I want to have one last meal with my brothers, but none of them show up even when the timer hits zero…

อนาวิน [ วิน ] อายุ 31 ปี เป็นเจ้าของธุรกิจ นิสัย เอาแต่ใจ ปากหมา ************************************** พรชิตา [ ลิตา ] อายุ 25 ปี นิสัย อ่อนโยน เก่ง เด็ดเดี่ยว ********************** 'เธอจะไม่มีวันได้ครอบครองหัวใจของฉัน'

เธอทิ้งเขาไปโดยไม่มีแม้แต่คำร่ำลา แต่โชคชะตาก็นำพาเธอกับมาพานพบกับเขาอีกครั้งในฐานะผู้ให้บริการกับลูกค้าเมื่อเธอต้องขายศักดิ์ศรีแลกเงินเพื่อรักษาเลือดเนื้อเชื้อไขที่เกิดจากเขา ปราณ ประภาวินท์ กิตติธนปกรณ์ นักธุรกิจหนุ่มหน้าตาหล่อเหลาวัย 31 ปี เจ้าของโรงแรมหรูที่มีสาขาครอบคลุมทุกจังหวะ นิสัยสุขุมนุ่มลึก ใจเย็น อ่อนโยน "เรามารือฟื้นความทรงจำกันหน่อยไหมวารี แต่ผมมีค่าตอบแทนให้ด้วยนะ..น้ำละ 300,000 พอไหม" วารี สุขเกษม คุณแม่เลี้ยงเดี่ยวหน้าตาสะสวยวัย 28 ปี นิสัยอ่อนหวานแต่ซ่อนความเด็ดเดี่ยว และความแข็งแกร่งเอาไว้ภายใน "ไม่..ฉันไม่รับงานนี้แล้วค่ะ"

After I was reborn, I dumped the cheating bastard and married his older twin brother. But as it turns out, I still picked the wrong man. In my past life, I married Maxwell Vaughan, the younger twin. Not long after our wedding, he started sleeping with Kelly Sloan, the maid's daughter. For her, he set the house on fire while I was sleeping. I woke up burned beyond recognition. Amoura, the world-famous lingerie brand, dropped me overnight. Just like that, my modeling career was over. This time, I chose Charlie Vaughan, the older twin. We were in sync and deeply in love. I thought I'd finally made it, that I'd rise to the top and become the supermodel I was meant to be. But the night before my Amoura runway show, my face was burned again. Charlie uncovered the truth quickly and had Maxwell arrested. For a moment, I thought I'd made the right choice this time. Six years later, I overhear something I was never meant to hear as Charlie tucks our sons, Declan and Dylan Vaughan, into bed. "Dad, Uncle Max already took the fall for Kelly. So why did she have to leave the country? Couldn't she have stayed here with us?" "Yeah, Dad. We still want Kelly to be our mom. We hate that freak!" Charlie pulls Declan and Dylan into his arms. His gaze softens with sorrow, then hardens with quiet resolve. "I already betrayed your mom once for Kelly. I'll spend the rest of my life to make it right." A rush of emotion surged through me, the pain cutting deeper than the fire ever did. For six years of marriage and eight years of love, I've been nothing more than a joke. Only now do I see it—Charlie loved Kelly all along, just like Maxwell did. Our marriage was nothing more than a matter of convenience. Even Declan and Dylan call me a freak and wish Kelly were their mother. If that's how it is, then so be it. I'm done with all three of them.