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Devin King was my first—well, everything. They say you never forget your first. Whoever said that was right because no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get him out of my head or my heart. I foolishly thought my heart wouldn’t miss what it couldn’t see, but I was wrong because I never forgot, not for one moment. You’re not supposed to kiss your best friend. You’re not supposed to give your virginities to one another, either—but we did. We were kids, teenagers, full of hormones and mixed emotions, but it felt right. He was the first boy to kiss me, the first boy to touch me and taste me in a way only a lover would. “Say you want to be mine….” He whispered while I shook in his arms. And I did. And then he wrecked me. After I trusted him and gave myself to him, he disappeared, left me in my , the scent of him still lingering on my skin, the taste of his kiss still fresh on my lips. He left me after the amazing night we shared after we became one another’s and disappeared without a word. Until one day ten years later he pops up like a rash as the newly appointed CEO of our firm. Was I shocked to see him standing in the office after a decade? Yes. Did I almost faint? Hell yes. My heart may have melted a little when he smiled right at me, but he wouldn’t ever know that—because I hated him. But here I am, the VP of an established publication firm standing in the CEO’s office handcuffed to the pompous face. Why are we handcuffed you ask? Well, that's a funny story...

On Benedict Bradford’s birthday, he posted a link on social media with a taunting offer: [$1.99 buys you a prank—target: Sansa Stormcloud.] So when I arrived at his party, the guests drenched me in water, hurled glasses, smashed cake in my face, and shoved me down the stairs. Benedict sneered as he stood over me, arm slung around Lina Kipling. “You think you’re fit to marry into the Bradfords? Pathetic. “You’re not even in Lina’s league. You’re worth nothing more than a couple of dollars!” I picked myself up, dusted off my dress, and handed him an invitation. “You know, Benedict, the Bradfords have another heir. “And shortly afterwards, you’ll address me respectfully as your sister-in-law.”

ดินแดน ที่เป็นเหมือนคำจำกัดความ ขอบเขตของความเจ็บปวดสำหรับหญิงสาวที่แสนอ่อนหวานอย่างพาเพลิน เขาคือรักเดียวสำหรับเธอ แต่เพราะความแข็งกร้าวที่เขามี มันสร้างกำแพงสูงขึ้นเพื่อกั้นเธอเอาไว้แบบไร้เหตุผล

L'amour est remplie d'obstacles, Surtout l'amour entre un rebeu et une renoie. Ma toute première chronique officielle. N•4 dans le #belgique sur Wattpad.

ซีรีส์ Bad Couple คู่ร้าย / ไขใจรัก 1. คู่ร้าย รักร้ายๆ ของ My Coulpe โปรย... เมื่อภามม์ ซีอีโอหนุ่มหล่อพ่อรวย นิสัยเอาแต่ใจ มีสัมพันธ์กับผู้หญิงไปทั่วเหมือนเด็กขาดความรักต้องการคนมาเติมเต็ม จนกระทั่งได้เจอกับ คิระ เด็กหนุ่มกำพร้าลูกครึ่งญี่ปุ่น คิระถูกลุงกับป้ายกให้ภามม์ เพื่อใช้หนี้ก้อนโตโดยไม่เต็มใจ เมื่อต้องอยู่ด้วยกันความผูกพันก็บังเกิดจนเกิดเป็นความรัก 2. ไขใจรัก โปรย... ตรีคชา : เขาจะทำยังไงเพราะจำได้ว่าเคยวันไนท์สแตนด์กับเด็กนี่ไป ไม่รู้เด็กดื้อจะจำได้ไหม แต่ที่แน่ๆ เขาติดใจเด็กนี่เข้าให้แล้วสิ! คีตา : เขาเป็นใครกันนะ ทำไมคุ้นๆ เหมือนเคยเจอกันที่ไหนมาก่อน แปลกๆ สายตาก็แปลก คำพูดก็แปลกๆ การกระทำก็ยิ่งแปลก คนบ้าอะไรมาพูดกับคนไม่รู้จักกันแบบนี้เนี่ย!

Menjalani hubungan tanpa ikatan dan tanpa perasaan, tidaklah semudah yang di bayangkan. Dari awal, Karin dan Pasha sudah sepakat, bahwa hubungan mereka hanyalah sebatas teman yang saling berbagi kesenangan di kala penat dalam mengejar impian. Akankah tumbuh cinta di antara keduanya?

อลัน | ดุร้าย เย็นชา เงียบขรึม เข้าถึงตัวตนยาก | อายุ 20 ปี นักศึกษาหนุ่มผู้ที่รักสนุก ชอบความสัมพันธ์แบบวันไนท์สแตนด์ ไม่ชอบผูกมัดกับใคร “…อยากลองนอนบนเตียงกับผมสักคืนไหม ?” แพร ไม่ใช่ผู้หญิงบอบบางในเวลาเดียวกันเธอก็ไม่ใช่ผู้หญิงที่เข้มแข็งมากนัก อายุ 27 ปี เธอพูดกับตัวเองมาตลอดว่าไม่เคยคิดจะคบผู้ชายที่มีอายุน้อยกว่า ทั้งที่ไม่ชอบเด็กแต่ทำไมกับผู้ชายคนนั้นถึงห้ามใจไม่ได้…. “อะ ไอ้เด็กบ้า จะทำอะไร ยะ อย่านะ”

His smoldering golden gaze struck sparks from hers. “I wanted you the first time I saw you nearly three years ago. Now I want you even more.” “Me too... I've been waiting for this for so long… Three years might seem an eternity sometimes. Touch me, Diego. Please,” she mumbled shakily. “I will, 'cariño'… And I won’t stop. Not until you beg me to.” "Then... Don’t you ever stop…” she whispered urgently, shifting her hips in a restive movement against the sheet, wildly, wickedly conscious of the growing ache at the very heart of her. “Never…” "Is this a promise?" "A certainty." For sexy, mysterious Mexican aristocrat Diego Francisco Martinez del Río, Duque de Altamira, Jacqueline Maxwell was a gypsy, a weirdo living in awful conditions. And she was raising his orphaned baby niece in… a trailer! So unacceptable! Since she wasn’t giving up on little Azura, and his niece was very fond of her aunt, Diego offered to marry Jacqueline and raise the little girl together. Yes, she was poor but she was a real beauty, and with a little help, Jacqueline might become a perfect wife for a Duque. Graceful, beautiful... delightful, even. Jacqueline Maxwell knew Diego and his kind all too well. He was as stunning and charming as the devil himself, but twice as ruthless and heartless. He was just a playboy interested in one thing and one thing only. And it had nothing to do with little Azura. Still, accepting his proposal of a marriage of convenience might be the end to all her worries regarding the little girl left in her care by Alyssa, her sister...

My fiancé was the CEO of a powerful financial conglomerate, and to the outside world, he adored me beyond measure. A week before our wedding, I found out I was pregnant with triplets. I had planned to tell him the joyful news in person. But instead, I witnessed him in bed with other women. Not with just one. It felt like a knife had carved into my soul, cutting so deep I lost all hope, all trust. My tears begged for release, but I held my head high, forcing myself to stay strong. For him, I had given up everything—my pride, my family, my career. Yet he chose to share our love with others. All those vows to love me and only me for a lifetime had been lies. Our so-called future, our wedding—it was all a cruel joke. He was no longer the man I once loved. He had become tainted. I would not endure his betrayal. He no longer deserved to be the father of my children. So I made my decision—to disappear, to fake my death and start over, to give myself and my babies a chance at a free, unburdened life. But I never imagined he'd become obsessed and start searching the world for women who resembled me, all while declaring I was the only one he ever loved. Too little, too late. His affection now is worth nothing. This time, I'm not looking back.

18+ Excessive erotic content. Readers discretion is advised. "Fuck me please" I let out another moan, the pleasure was beyond what my lips could describe, he stopped and left me hungry for more. "You like that right?" his eyes traveled up and met mine. Another devilish grin appeared on his face. Catching my breathe, he inserted two fingers inside me and I jerked immediately, I didn't see that coming. Shit! that was unexpected. Fuck me already! This is torture, thrust into me like this. My brain went wild, wanting more of him. "Your pussy is already heated up for me. It's wet... it's anticipating me" he grinned and continued to professionally move in and out of my wet pussy. "Ahhh...B-r-a-n-d-e-n...please!" I moaned softly and he released his fingers out of my pussy. * * * * * * * Getting a scholarship in Clifield University in Georgia, Diana, a bright medical student falls inlove with her billionaire department sponsor; Branden. But unfortunately, Branden shows less emotions to Diana while his brother; Sylvester falls for Diana instead. This leads to a love triangle evolving especially as Braden realizes he has feelings for Diana. When Diana finally feels that all is falling in place for her and Braden, she doesn't realize that Braden holds deadly secrets of his own which is capable of shattering her entire life and everything Diana has ever believed in. In the midst of dangerous dark secrets concerning Diana's past, love becomes hate, making Branden a sworn enemy.