Komik First Class Family

เรื่อง... รอยรักของซาตาน เรื่องย่อ : ' ศิวะ อัคราวัล' ชายหนุ่มที่ประสบความสำเร็จในทุกๆด้าน ไม่ว่าจะเป็นอาชีพการงานที่มั่นคง ความรักที่ดี ชีวิตของเขาช่างสมบูรณ์แบบ ทว่า...คนรักของเขา ' อัมมาวดี เชาฮาน' กลับทรยศ หักหลัง เขา ไปหาคนที่ดีกว่าเขาในทุกๆด้าน ชายหนุ่มที่แสนดีบูชาในความรัก กลับกลายเป็นคนเย็นชา แข็งกระด้าง ไร้ความอ่อนโยน และ' อัมพิกา เชาฮาน ' จะทำอย่างไรเมื่อเขาดึงเธอเข้ามาในเกมของเขา " มาเป็นของพี่ซะ แล้วเรื่องทุกอย่างจะจบ" " แล้วพี่จะต้องเสียใจที่ดึงหนูเข้ามาในเกมนี้"

The life trial system "If You Think You Can Do Better, Prove It" burst onto the scene like a traveling circus promising wonders. The idea was plain enough: "If you reckon someone's life is a mess, and you think you can do better, go ahead and prove it. There's a reward waiting if you do." Before I knew it, my whole family had me pegged for the fool in the middle of the show. There was my mother, dreaming of turning me into some grand goose; my husband, who'd spent years dodging his rightful share of the family load; and my son, mortified by the very sight of me. They shoved me onto the "judgment seat" like I was the villain of the tale. Every last one of them swore up and down that, given my place, they'd manage my life better than I ever could. The stakes? Well, if they pulled it off, my consciousness would be erased—gone, wiped out like a mistake on a chalkboard—and turned into their personal servant. On top of that, they'd waltz off with a cool million dollars. But if they couldn't? Then I'd be the one raking in three million dollars. Now that's a gamble for the ages, isn't it?

At Manatee high, where wealth whispers through the marble halls and last names open doors, Emma Carter stands out for all the wrong reasons. She’s there on a scholarship — smart, quiet, and completely out of place among the designer uniforms and polished smiles. Her father works long hours as a construction worker, and her mother’s absence still echoes through every choice she makes. All Emma wants is to survive senior year unnoticed. Connor Hayes Charming, confident, and born into old money, he moves through school like he owns it — because, in a way, he does. But behind the perfect image lies someone quietly restless, bored of the shallow routines and expectations his family forces on him. When a class project throws Emma and Connor together, their worlds collide. What starts as polite conversation turns into stolen glances, late-night talks, and moments that make Emma question everything she’s been taught about people like him. For the first time, Connor finds someone who doesn’t care about his last name — someone who sees him. But no everyone is happy about it ,The whispers start. And soon, Emma isn’t sure if she’s part of Connor’s world — or just an experiment in rebellion. As emotions deepen, the line between love and heartbreak blurs. Emma learns that privilege comes with its own cages, and Connor realizes that sincerity can’t be bought. Together, they must decide whether what they have can survive the pressure of judgment, jealousy, and fear — or if love alone isn’t enough to bridge two very different worlds. “Emma and Connor” is a coming-of-age romance about class, courage, and finding where you belong — even when the world tells you that you don’t.

Calista Harlow is a young woman feeling as if she's on top of the world and ready for anything. Anything, except for a tragedy that shakes her to her very core and changes everything. She has responsibilities now that she can't handle, a new life that she never asked for and so much grief that she can hardly function. No longer a quiet, happy girl, she begins to live her life as if she has nothing to live fore anymore. From drunken dares to life-threatening shenanigans, she is willing to do anything as long as it makes her feel alive again. The only question is; will she live through it? She will if Wyatt Kestrel has anything to say about it. He intends to save her from herself, even if it means she drags him down with her. All in all, it should make for one wild winter.

I had a caring, loving, and steady boyfriend and we were so much in love but our breakup was one I didn't see coming and I fell into an endless maze of twists which left me broken and lost. . . Mary, daughter to Mr. Nyomvi was given out to a husband at a crucial time in her life. Desperate to save his company from debt, he merged with a stronger company. A good deal. How far will he go to save his company? What price does Mary pay due to her father's actions? A tale of family lies and secrets, hidden behind closed doors and disguised by money. A touching story of the one chain that binds one to another... Family.

My father-in-law, George Lane, suffered from a brain aneurysm and fell onto the ground. The floor was covered in his blood. I calmly picked up a mop and wiped the floor clean. As his daughter-in-law, I gave up on saving him within the most critical time. In my last life, I was the first person who found out that George was injured. I immediately got an ambulance and sent him to the hospital. Before the surgery, the hospital required his immediate family member to sign off the consent form. However, when I asked my husband, Brian Lane to come to the hospital to sign that document, he thought that I was acting out of jealousy because he was spending time with his first-love. He thought I was making an excuse to get him home, so he refused to go to the hospital. In the end, George passed away as he did not receive the treatment on time. Brian did not manage to see George for the last time, and he blamed it all on me. He then hacked me to death. “It’s your fault! My dad was so old, and you didn’t take good care of him as a daughter-in-law! Since you’re not doing your part when he’s alive, then you should continue your duties as a daughter-in-law in hell!” When I opened my eyes, I found myself on the day when George died again.

A typical teenage romance novel. Where the girl falls in love with the jock. But the only difference in this one is that the girl falls in love with her brother. "Why does what I do matter so much to you?" I asked curiously. He slammed his hand against the car behind me as he caged me in. He looked down at me with a scowl on his face, his tall frame hovering over me. "Because I care about you." He said loudly and his minty breath hit my nostrils causing me to gulp. I've never been this close to him before. Since the first day that he met her, he was attracted to her. But he had to keep his feelings a secret, for the sake of their family. She can't fall in love with him. So he needs to show her the worst parts of himself, because maybe then she'll hate him. Book 2 is out now!

Five years ago, my brother's fiancée died because of me. Five years later, I'm burned to a crisp and laid out on his autopsy table.

My mother was the best portrait artist in the police station. She had a strong sense of justice and brooked no evil. However, all I got was a sharp retort when I called her to save me. "You know it's your sister's coming-of-age celebration today, and you're cursing her? Kidnapped, are you? Fine, the kidnappers can kill you for all I care." She assumed it was a prank call. So, she refused to go to the police station and do her job. I wasn't saved in time and was tortured to death. When the DNA report came out, she came to the scene all wobbly. She drew a portrait of me with my bones as reference, her hand trembling all the way. "Jessica? It can't be her. This is a mistake!" She tried again and again. Yet, it didn't matter how many times she redid it as the portrait showed my face. My mother, who had hated me my whole life, teared up.

Ever since my mom gave birth to her second child, everything in the household is tied to drawing lots. Everyone has to draw lots in order to decide whose favorite food will be served for each meal. We have to draw lots to see who among us gets a hug from our parents. Every time, I end up drawing the short end of the stick, so everyone automatically assumes that my younger sister, Anabelle Madden, gets the better lot. She easily reaps my parents' love without having to do anything at all. Whenever I feel like crying because of the injustice, Mom will scold me instantly. "I bought the lottery box because I was worried that you might feel upset about this. I'm doing this just to be fair to both of you. "If you want something, you have to be the one deciding who gets what. Your father and I won't interfere with your decision at all. Since you can't draw the better lot, that just means you have bad luck." Hence, I keep practicing my lot-drawing skills every day, hoping that I can eventually draw the better lot in order to obtain my parents' love. But for ten years, I never get to draw the better lot. Not even once. On my birthday, Anabelle wants to go to the amusement park, so Mom tells us to draw lots once again. I secretly glue two short lots together before giving it to Mom in an attempt to get her to stay with me. Instead, she slaps me and berates me for being a disobedient child who cheats in lot-drawing. Then, she leaves the house with Anabelle. When I fall to the floor, I feel the short sticks piercing through my neck.