Kda X Male Reader

Vampire x Human. Professor x Student. Steamy x Forbidden love When your one night stand turns out to be your professor, there's only one thing to do- continue to sleep with him. And that was exactly what Sophia is going to do. She's faced with a forbidden attraction that's hard to resist until she finds out his dark secret; he's a vampire. Will her passion overcome the secrets he had been hiding from her or will the shadows tear them apart?

X, was the only son of the Han Clan. His parents Kon and Lia Han were both brutally murdered fateful day. His origin was shrouded in mystery as his people were very secretive. His only possessions were a blue sapphire pedant with matching earrings and a translucent blade. Upon his travels there was an attempt to rob him of his possessions creating a bloody feud. X was always alone until one day a mysterious lady who claims to be his wife makes an appearance. Can X trust this lady? Will be able to revive the Han clan?

เขาคิดว่าตัวเองแน่ แต่กลับเอาชนะ 'เธอ' ไม่ได้สักครั้ง [โปรดXอัสมา]

ใครๆก็บอกว่าคุณสส. น่ะใจร้าย (สส. เซียง x อบเชย)

ดูเหมือนของขวัญวันเกิดปีนี้คงจะทำให้ชีวิตผมไม่ปกติสุขอีกต่อไป - แฟนมีตxพาสต้า

“ยามข้ารักท่าน ท่านมิห่วงหา ยามข้าหมดใจ ไร้ซึ่งยินดียินร้าย เหตุใดท่านต้องแสร้งนึกถึงความหลัง เหนี่ยวรั้งข้าไว้ข้างกายเช่นนี้” เรื่องย่อ : เพราะเขาทนมองนางตายไปต่อหน้าต่อตาได้อย่างเลือดเย็น เช่นนี้นางยังผูกใจรักเขาได้อยู่อีกหรือ บุรุษเช่นนี้หรือที่นางใฝ่หา เสิ่นหนิงจิน ฮองเฮาแห่งต้าหยาง เคยพยายามทุกวิถีทางให้นางได้อยู่ในสายตาชายที่รัก แต่ไม่ว่าจะทำอย่างไรความสัมพันธ์อันเก่าก่อนของนางและเขาก็มิอาจหวนกลับ ‘จินเอ๋อร์ของอวี่เกอ’ ยากจะหวนกลับ คงหลงเหลือเพียง ‘ฮ่องเต้และฮองเฮาแห่งต้าหยาง’เท่านั้น เจิ้งเฟยอวี่ x เสิ่นหนิงจิน “หากเป็นเมื่อก่อนเจ้าคงไม่มองข้าด้วยสายตาเช่นนี้” “มิต้องกังวลไปเพคะ หม่อมฉันอยู่มองพระองค์ด้วยสายตาเช่นนี้อีกไม่นานนักหรอก” “หมายความว่าอย่างไร...” “หม่อมฉันมิอยากเป็นฮองเฮาแล้วเพคะ” “...” “หากฝ่าบาทจะกรุณา ช่วยมอบอิสระให้หม่อมฉันได้หรือไม่เพคะ”

I've been in a coma for six months after a car accident. When I finally wake up, the first thing I hear is something sloppy in my hospital ward. My girlfriend, Quinn Simpson, is in here. She's kissing Chad Scott, her true love. Chad looks uneasy as he glances at me every few seconds. "Quinn, don't do this. I heard coma patients can still hear things. If Mateo hears us—" Quinn scoffs, completely unbothered. "So what? He's a vegetable. Probably won't wake up for the rest of his life. It's better this way, isn't it? Didn't you say you liked living on the edge?" They talk trash about me right in front of my face. I can even feel the contempt in Quinn's eyes. When the two of them finally leave, they don't notice the effort it takes for me to crack my eyes open. But the nurse who walks in next does. She sees it immediately and slams the emergency button. Once I start regaining strength, the first thing I do is send a message to my parents. "Mom, Dad, I'll do the arranged marriage."

I find cigarette ashes on the passenger seat of my wife's car. She brushes me off, saying, "My new assistant left it there. He's not the most sensible." When I ask for a divorce, she stares at me in disbelief. "Just because of that?" "Yeah. Just because of that!"

To "fix" Leonard Rinehart's oh-so-tragic depression, Naomi Gaffron—yeah, the same girl who once swore she'd only ever marry me—secretly tied the knot with him. So I gave in. Played along with the family's little matchmaking stunt. Married Aurelia Spencer—Brieton City's golden girl who'd been obsessed with me since forever. For seven years, she clung to me like I was oxygen. Every night, curled up like she'd break if I moved. I thought that was happiness. Then one night, I caught her whispering to her best friend: "Leonard's already got international awards. When are you dumping Leone?" "Whatever—I'm stuck with someone I don't love anyway. Doesn't matter who I married. Someone's gotta keep an eye on Leone so he doesn't screw up everything Leonard built." I checked her study. Found a hidden folder—over 100,000 photos of Leonard. A hundred unsent love letters. Even I couldn't fake it anymore. Bought a silicone dummy. Laid out the plan. The fire would be step one. Dead or alive—we're done.

Keaton Rourke and I get in a car accident. My liver ruptures, and I'm drenched in my blood. Teresa Bellamy, my wife, leaves me to die and runs off to save Keaton, who only has a scratch on his forehead. I'm unconscious and clinging to life in the emergency room, but Teresa fusses over how to keep Keaton's forehead from getting a scar. I wake up feeling nothing but disappointment and toss the divorce papers right in her face. She rips the divorce papers to pieces like a lunatic and makes it clear that divorce will only happen over her dead body. I used to bend over backward to make her happy. Now I'm ready to divorce her, no matter what it takes.