Kaitlan Collins Sexy

After Scarlett’s father is framed and thrown in jail, making her family go bankrupt, Scarlett takes it upon herself to clear his name but things take a nasty turn when one night, she is drugged and she finds herself the next morning in the bed of a cold stranger, Damian. Trying to make sense of everything, she discovers a shocking truth, Damian is not just any rich cold stranger, he is the Uncle to her of an ex boyfriend who left her at her lowest point.

เพราะต้องการเป็นอิสระจากสถานะสามีภรรยาจัดฉาก ชนิตาจึงหยิบยื่นภรรยาที่คู่ควรให้แก่อธิศ และนั่นทำให้พรฟ้าขยับสถานะขึ้นมาเป็นภรรยา พรหมจรรย์ของเธอมีค่าแค่ไหน เป็นเพียงแค่เยื่อบางๆ ไร้ค่าแค่คั่นเวลาเท่านั้นหรือเป็นตัวจริงกันแน่นะ?

'กินเด็กเขาว่าเป็นอมตะ แต่กินคนแก่กว่าเขาว่าเป็นนิรันดร์' “ฉันชวนเค้าไปซื้อต้นไม้มาปลูก พอดีวันก่อนได้ซุ้มชิงช้าไม้สวยๆ มา แล้วก็อยากได้พันธุ์ไม้เลื้อยออกดอกสวยๆ มาปลูกงี้”“แหม…โรแมนติกนะยะ มีชวนไปเลือกซื้อต้นมงต้นไม้ด้วย”“ฉันไม่ชวนเขาไปเลือกซื้อที่นอนก็บุญเท่าไหร่แล้วแก จะได้ทดลองนอนด้วยกัน ว่าแบบไหนจะรับแรงกระแทกกระทั้นได้ดีสุด... กรี๊ดด”

งานทำบุญครบร้อยวันยังมาไม่ถึงด้วยซ้ำ แต่จู่ๆ อดีตคนรักของน้องสาวก็ประกาศจะแต่งงานกับผู้หญิงคนใหม่ แถมเธอคนนั้นยังเคยเป็นอดีตคนรักของเขาอีกด้วย นั่นทำให้คริสบินตรงกลับมาที่เมืองไทยเพื่อสะสางความแค้นให้เขาและน้องผู้จากไป

เธอ...คือเจ้าสาวที่ฟ้าส่งมาโปรด ให้เจ้าบ่าวใกล้ตายที่ถูกเทงานแต่งงานอย่าง...เขา ++++++++ “เราขอโทษที่ไม่ได้บอกแกเรื่องพี่ปุณณ์จะแต่งงาน เราแค่ไม่อยากเห็นแกอกหักน้ำตานอง แต่เอ๊ะ...ทำไมแกพูดเหมือนกับว่ารู้จักเจ้าสาว” “อื้อ...พอดีเราเป็นญาติกัน คงเหมือนแกกับพี่ปุณณ์นั่นแหละ” “โลกแม่งก็กลม” เอ่ยจบเพียงดาวก็ถอนหายใจออกมา ตอนนี้เธอมืดแปดด้านไปหมดแล้ว ไม่รู้จะแก้ไขปัญหานี้ได้ยังไง “แล้วแบบนี้งานแต่งงานจะเอาไงต่อ” “ป้าเรา แม่พี่ปุณณ์นะ ยื่นคำขาดให้ญาติเจ้าสาวหาทางแก้ไขอยู่” “จะหาทางแก้ไขยังไงเล่า ในเมื่อเจ้าสาวไม่อยู่แบบนี้แล้ว” ดรินทร์คิ้วขมวดอีกคน “ก็ใช่ไง อีกอย่างเราเห็นบรรดาพ่อแม่ญาติพี่น้องเจ้าสาวพากันหนีขึ้นรถแล้วขับออกไปจากโรงแรมตะกี้นี้ คงเทงานแต่งงานเหมือนเจ้าสาวแล้วแน่นอน เราฟันธงได้” “หา” เสียงอุทานด้วยความตกใจดังมาจากดรินทร์อีกครั้ง “เอาไงดีอะแก ช่วยกันคิดหน่อยสิ” “จะไปคิดอะไรให้ยุ่งยาก ในเมื่อไม่มีเจ้าสาวแล้วก็ยกเลิกงานแต่งไปสิแก จะจัดต่อทำไม”

“I, Leila the wolfless, reject you, Alpha Tatum as my mate and I denounce you as my Alpha! You are free to be with her.” “Leila….I just thought—” “Don’t! Where were you when I got the news of our child? With her! Where were you when I was kidnapped? With her! And today? You took her to the hospital, leaving me to bleed out on the street, and now you ask me, why didn’t I tell you that when you left today, you were taking the life of our child?” All the years of sour jealousy, bitterness, pain and vain waiting burst out of Leila. In front of her is her Alpha, her husband, her first and only love, her saviour...and also the man who pushed her into hell with his own hands.

Ophelia Voss never expected love – only survival. As the illegitimate daughter of Alpha Kieran, she always had to watch her life being dictated for her. But when she’s forced to marry Rafael Beaumont, the ruthless Lycan King, in place of her sister, she realizes that her life was never truly hers. Rafael hides a devastating secret – Ophelia is his true mate. He can’t let anyone know, accepting the moniker of a cruel beast if it’ll stop her from having the same fate as his dead mate. But betrayal lurks closer than he realizes. A single lie shatters everything, and Rafael rejects her, casting her out. Heartbroken and carrying his secret child, Ophelia vanishes. Now, fate pulls them together once more. But can Rafael earn her forgiveness before vengeance claims her? Or is it too late for their second chance?

Taking advantage of the crowd, Cecilia tries to evade Ethan and flee in between them. But unfortunately for her, she was grabbed by her forearm and pulled inside the boy’s locker room. With someone shutting the door. “You are not going anywhere. ” Ethan growls, caging her within his arms. His warm breath fans her chest as she is drawn in his brown orbs. Cecilia’s breath hitches as his manly scent infiltrates her nostrils and her wolf howls for closure. “Why do I feel something for him? When he touched me, it didn’t feel weird. It felt like I belonged in the warm embrace of his touch.” Cecilia murmured to herself. But that can’t be true unless he is her mate. Funny enough, Cecilia has already rejected her mate. This doesn’t make sense, because it’s only a few are privileged to have a second chance mate. The moon goddess surely wouldn’t bless her with another mate when she was the one who rejected her mate. After rejecting her mate who was her ex-husband, Cecilia is trapped between the Alpha who refuses to let her go, and a bully whose very touch feels like home. But at what cost? With her peace and future on the line, She was left with two choices, neither trust the man who promised her protection nor lose herself to her past.

He called me his princess and he promised me a ring, our life together was going to be Epic but when I turned 18 and my wolf cried “Mate”, He rejected me and claimed another girl in front of my eyes before he disappeared from my life, until……one night he caught me in that nightclub, I couldn’t believe it was him but I was sure it was him but then he pinned me to the wall and whispered through gritted teeth. “I don’t know you, and certainly do not love you. You have got the wrong man. But I don’t mind having you for tonight’s appetite.”

Imagine my shock when I found out that my husband, a professor who had proudly embraced a childless life for half of his years, had an affair with one of his own students. She even had his six-year-old son. The day I planned to report him to the university, Zia Thompson came to my door with the child and knelt in front of me. "Maybe you and Zeke were in love once," she said. "But he's over forty now. Who doesn't want to have a child? A legacy?" "I don't need a title," she went on. "I can give up the child too. I just beg you, don't tear our family apart." I looked at my husband, who stood protectively in front of them. I felt terrifyingly calm. "Cut ties with them," I said, my voice flat, "or prepare to be reported to the university. You choose." Without a moment's hesitation, he tore the report letter into shreds. I thought that was his answer. But on the fifty-second night of a bed grown cold and a home echoing with silence, he still hadn't returned. Instead, I received news that Zia was pregnant again. She had graduated by then. The report I never sent no longer posed any threat to them. Zeke didn't bother to hide his fatigue and irritation anymore. "Treat Zia and the kids well," he said, "or keep living alone in that empty house. It's your choice." My heart was already a wasteland. "I have one more option," I said. "I choose divorce."