Kiss Of Death

" แต่ฉันเต็มใจ..ที่จะเป็นผู้หญิงของเธอ " เสียงเล็กเอ่ยออกมาจากหัวใจที่แอบชอบเขามานานแสนนาน เธอยินดีที่ผู้ชายคนแรกจะเป็นเขาคนนี้ ...คนที่เป็นจูบแรกของเธอ...

In the shadows of Italy's underworld, one rule reigns: 'Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.' Alessandro Morano, a Mafia Godfather, walks a thin line between loyalty and deception. When Amelia Cooper enters his life, Alessandro must choose: Protect his empire or risk everything for love.

Ruthlessly rejected by her family after her mother's death, Eryna found comfort in the arms of a sweet and caring guy Simba, He was in every sense a perfect life partner who loved Eryna deeply. And once Eryna was 18 she decided to marry him. But life had other plans for her. On the day of her marriage after they had exchanged their vows, They met with an accident that parted them for a lifetime. Eryna managed to live through those years with Simba in her heart, until one day when to protect her twin sister she married a cold-hearted prick who was the polar opposite of Simba. What would happen when two similar forces are brought together, would they repel like the same sides of a magnet, or would something spark between them as time passes by.

“ถ้าความรักซื้อได้ ฉันจะซื้อหัวใจของเจ้านาย” ในเมื่อเขาแสนจะเข้มงวด เย็นชา หน้าตาย และใช้เงินแลกทุกอย่าง เธอก็อยากรู้เหมือนกันว่าเงินซื้อ ‘หัวใจ’ เขาได้หรือไม่ ‘พศิน’ ผู้บริหารหนุ่มที่ตอบแทนทุกอย่างด้วยเงิน รวมถึงเซ็กส์ดีๆ แม้แต่กระทั่ง ‘น้ำใจ’ ‘กุลนารี’ เลขาสาวสายสตรอง แกร่งพร้อมสู้ทุกสถานการณ์แต่บางครั้งก็แอบเหนื่อยใจจนนึกอยากทุบเจ้านายสักครั้ง!

"Please stop…" "You started this, but I will end it." He nipped at her skin briskly before suckling it gently. She gasped in pleasure, arching her back to him. "Are you sure you want me to stop? Your body seems to speak otherwise, Zora" he pointed out as he smirked against her skin. *** Zora Walter always dreamt of being a model. Being popular, showing on TV, and having the paparazzi following her always sent a thrill through her, but it occurred in a way she wouldn't have imagined. After getting dumped by her boyfriend, Zora wanted to prove that she had moved on when in fact, she hadn't. And so kissed a stranger. That action turned disastrous as Zora Walter's once peaceful life was upturned in seconds. What happens when she should and "must" in the stranger's opinion fix what she caused? And fixing it meant faking being his girlfriend... His arrogance was on another level and Zora cursed herself for getting tangled with him.

Eloise is caught between two worlds—the one she knows, and the one Jensen inhabits. He is both man and myth, cursed to walk a fractured reality where death and desire collide. Drawn to him despite the danger, Eloise discovers that loving Jensen means embracing a truth that blurs the line between life and oblivion. He is a shadow trapped between worlds, and their passion threatens to unravel everything she believes real. In a city where nothing is as it seems, love becomes the ultimate risk—and the only thing worth losing everything for.

Cassidy is a loving daughter, sinusunod niya parati ang utos sa kanya at ang gusto ng mga magulang niya. Pero paano kung ang pabor na hilingin sa kanya ay may kasamang panlilinlang? Especially the person she tasked to get close is to one fewest men she hate the most?

He was a Kung Fu head trainer, who was framed by his two trainees in a rape and murder case of Clushia, a female trainee, who was obsessed with him. He was convicted and brought to the maximum penal institution called the 'Hellhole', for no prisoner got out of it alive. In one of the prisoners’ riots, he was forced to fight to defend himself but ended up killing another prisoner. He was put to an oubliette. Unknown to him, that oubliette is the door to an underground city, with an arena for the so-called “Game of Fangs and Death” by the Alpha Pharoah. The game is for five nights. If he wins, he will be given a free pass leading to a secret passage, away from the 'Hellhole'. Could there be an escape for him from the 'Hellhole'? Could his heart find an escape from the Alpha Pharoah's daughter, who has a lot of similarities to Clushia? It was like, Clushia had been born again through her. Would suddenly his never known powerful blood and lineage eventually help him escape from his death?

"It's over between us, honey." I said to Clyde, flinging the divorce papers at him. You don't want to be the bad guy, am I right? Well now, you don't have to worry about who the bad guy is." He watched the papers flutter to the floor, dumfounded. They assumed she was still in a coma and so wouldn't see them. Even if she wasn't, this wouldn't be the first time her dear husband would kiss another woman in her presence. She saw nothing. But the slurps and moans woke her from the state of coma. The raptures and gasps had kept her from resting, and their shivers of pleasure caused a tear to drop from her eye. She collapsed making lunch for him. But here he was, making out with a woman she considered to be her best friend. All she could think of was revenge, and she knew who was perfect for the job. Not only was she going to get back at him, she was going to show her true identity now. She comes out of the hospital with his twins inside of her and left him alone with the realization that his life was about to change forever. Whisked away to a different world, Everleigh finds love in the arms of Clyde's arch nemesis. Love, hate, betrayal, resentment, envy and secret babies. It all started with one good kiss on the wrong lips, and a lot of lies to the wrong ears.

The Horror Game invaded the world. Real players entered the game, and their every move would be broadcast live. My adopted son shoved me—an eighty-eight-year-old woman—straight into a deadly dungeon to save his own skin. One of the comments in the live stream predicted: [What? They’re tossing in such an elderly woman? No way she’s gonna survive the first night!] On the first night, a frost-bitten ghost exhaled icy breath in my face. I shrugged off my thick floral coat, feeling sorry for her. “You poor thing! You must be freezing. Listen to me and bundle up quickly!” The second night, a starving ghost lunged at me with blood dripping down his chin. I sniffed the air, then found a jar of pickled cabbage. “Look at how skinny you are! Come on, let me get you something hot to eat.” On the final day, the last surviving players tied me up, desperate to steal the one ticket to escape. However, before they could touch me, every ghost in the dungeon came storming out, cleavers and rolling pins in hand. “Touch her, and you’re dead meat!”