Lost In A Reverie

In each kingdom there is one rule and that is unbreakable. Which is prohibited the mixing of races, breaking this rule is unforgivable, But what will happen when they have the audacity to involve and thereby lead to war? What if that couple was born that the king of vampires had been waiting for centuries ago? I will tell you the story of Sebastian and Luna, a forbidden but blessed love, a love that will go through a lot to achieve success

"แลกกับร่างกายของฉัน คุณจะช่วยทำให้พวกมันพังพินาศได้หรือเปล่า" ดีแลน เขาคือประธานสุดร้าย พ่วงด้วยตำแหน่งหัวหน้ามาเฟียตระกูลเดรโก เย็นชามาดเข้ม ไม่เคยรักใคร แต่กลับมีเลขาเป็นเมียในสมรสแทน ปลายฝน เธอคือเลขาสาวใสซื่อ ที่แอบมีมุมมืดที่ใครต่างคาดไม่ถึง สามารถทำได้ทุกอย่างเพื่อคนที่รักแม้กระทั่งการแลกอิสระที่เหลืออีกครึ่งชีวิตของตัวเอง

ให้มีนายเป็นผัว ฉันยอมมีผัวเป็น ‘หมา’ ดีกว่า เจโรม เขาคือช่างภาพมืออาชีพในคราบของชายหนุ่มเจ้าสำราญ เจ้าชู้ตัวพ่อ ขี้เล่นมาดกวน แต่แอบซ่อนความร้ายกาจในตัวตนเอาไว้มากมาย น้ำอิง เธอคือสาวสวยตัวแสบ ที่มีความดื้อตาใสมาพร้อมกับความเอาแต่ใจ ไม่ชอบการดูถูกท้าทาย และไม่เคยยอมแพ้ใครง่าย ๆ ไม่เว้นแม้แต่มาเฟียแบบเขา

คุณ 'ทำของ' ใส่ลูกผมใช่ไหม? ไคโร ท่านประธานรูปหล่อ ฐานะรวย สถานะพ่อลูกหนึ่ง ถูก(บังคับ)ให้ตามหาแม่ของลูก นานะ นักศึกษาฝึกงานปีสี่ น่ารัก สดใส สถานะกำลังจะกลายเป็นพี่(แม่)เลี้ยงเด็กโดยจำยอม ไคเรน ลูกชายตัวแสบสุดป่วนที่กลายเป็นกาวใจให้คนสองคนที่ต่างกันสุดขั้วได้มาเจอกัน

I let out soft moans of pleasure... Leaning on the wall, I grappled one leg on his waist, with one of my hands holding the table tightly, and the other wrapped around his neck. He unzipped my dress and helped me pull it off, while I fumbled through to unbutton his shirt, not taking my lips away from his. We moved further to the couch, kissing like it would be our very last. My breast brushed against his chest, creating a warm feeling, and this overwhelming sensation made my breath heavier. He latched his tongue on my neck, and a moan escaped my lips. "Chris.." I called, under my breath. Biting my already swollen lips, sinking my hands into his back, trying to pull him closer to me. His left arm remained rooted in my neck, while the other arm glided down my waist, to my ass and I whimpered, arching my body towards his, this felt so good. "You taste so good" he whispered, gently biting my ear lobes, my body reacted as his breath touched me. When demons meet and are entangled in the web of forbidden love, hate and sacrifices - chaos is bound to happen. Just when life becomes rough for JJ... Joanna, she gets drunk in a party and goes wild with a one night stand, the almighty Chris Aetos, a billionaire CEO and prince of the ginns. Therefore a fate may have it... THE PREY OF THE GINN NEVER ESCAPES THE GINN. Gradually, both get caught up in a whirlwind of shocking discoveries, histories and dark revelations. What is it like to discover that you were once in love with a particular person eight hundred years ago?

Mila, suffocated by opulence and her father's secrecy, takes a daring leap into the unknown, leaving behind her world of luxury in Miami. Venturing to Russia to uncover hidden truths about her mother's mysterious past and her father's enigmatic dealings, Mila's journey becomes a thrilling odyssey filled with unexpected encounters, perilous choices and falling in love with a wealth man whose eyes are filled with deep secrets. As she delves deeper into the secrets shrouding her family, Mila must find the strength to navigate a world of intrigue, betrayal, and the ever-elusive promise of answers. She learns the only escape is to soften her captor's heart.

"I am your husband, Leah! We're still married, and we love each other!" cried Jerome as he glared at her. "He lied to you, and you know it! You have been separated since more than a year ago!" said Adrian, his jaw tightening and his fists clenching tightly. Leah stood between the two with a throbbing pain in her head. If that damn memory had appeared soon, it wouldn't have been like that! Three months ago, Leah woke up from her long coma and found that her life had completely changed. The doctor said she had lost some of her memory, so she had no idea what had happened in the past five years of her life. Suddenly, a young billionaire named Jerome introduced himself as her husband, and when she started to believe that fact, a mysterious man named Adrian showed up and broke everything by telling her that she was being manipulated by her own husband.

My Alpha, Sebastian Blackwood, has been cursed in battle. The Healers say he only has two weeks to live. Following the instructions of the witch, Annabelle Pearson, I sacrificed my wolf for an antidote to his curse. My wolf is ripped from me while I'm fully conscious. It feels as though my soul is being torn apart. The agony nearly makes me black out. Weak and bleeding, I stagger toward Sebastian's house, clutching the vial containing the antidote tightly in my hand. He needs it now. Then, I hear laughter and music drifting through the air. Sebastian's having a party. I crept toward the window. One of his pack mates claps him on the back and praises, "Great work, Alpha—you've truly played Zoreen like a fiddle! That dumbass still believes that you were cursed. Can you believe that?" Sebastian chuckles coldly, "This is just the beginning. If it weren't for Zoreen, Nina wouldn't have lost her voice. Zoreen deserves this!"

Since it's already the end of the year, the music app I use produces a report on the songs I've listened to in 2025. The keyword of my report is "resonance". Over the year, I don't spend much time listening to the songs on this app. My girlfriend, Sienna Fletcher, is the one who's been using my account this whole time. There's a row beneath the keyword that's written in a tiny font. "You had listened to this song with someone at 4:00 am on December 1st. It turns out that love can go beyond a night's sleep." My breath gets hitched in my throat. December 1st is my birthday. But that night, I had gone to bed at an early hour. Meanwhile, Sienna had left hurriedly after cutting my birthday cake with me with the excuse that she needed to pull an overnight shift at the company. For some reason, I tap onto the unfamiliar-looking profile that has been interacting frequently with my account with a trembling finger. Their keyword of the year is "favor". My heart skips a beat at the sight. Then, I tap on the details. "Over the year, you've listened to songs with this user 688 times in the middle of the night. Every time you do, it's a secretive conversation meant for your souls." The next thing I know, I receive a message from Sienna. "Babe, I need to work overtime tonight again. You don't have to wait up for me. Just go to bed early." At the same time, a new post is uploaded on the unfamiliar profile. It features a photo of two hands that are intertwined together. "I love working overtime with her the most. I want to listen to songs with her forever."

"Kau jahat sekali...! Dunia ilusi buatanmu ini, kejam sekali! Aku belum pernah menemui orang sejahat dirimu sebelumnya, DEMI TUHAN! Belum puas aku menangisi kematiannya saat itu, sama sekali belum puas. Kesedihanku baru saja dimulai, bahkan hari-hari sulitku belum dimulai sama sekali. Mengapa kau tidak membiarkanku merasakan semua itu dan menahanku selama bertahun-tahun seperti ini? Ini bahkan lebih sakit berkali-kali lipat rasanya!!!"