Monsta X Reaction Honeymoon

“Tell me,” he said, low and dangerous. “Tell me who this cunt belongs to.” “You,” I panted, spreading wider, shameless. “It’s yours—please, Micaiah—” “Come on my cock,” he ordered through gritted teeth. “Show me how much you love being fucked by me.” ★⁠☆ Maliya comes home after two years abroad, hoping everything she ran from has finally cooled. But the moment she steps through the door, she realizes nothing has changed—especially not the one person she never wanted to face again. Micaiah. Her stepbrother. Her almost. Her reason for disappearing. She plans to keep her distance, start classes, rebuild her life… until her parents drop the news: they’ve transferred her to a new university, the one where Micaiah works as a professor. And they’re leaving for a three-month honeymoon, meaning she and Micaiah will be living in the same house. Alone. Maliya tells herself she can handle it. But Micaiah has his own ideas about unfinished business. Three months isn’t long… unless you’re stuck with the one person you swore you’d never fall for again.

I existed in monochrome. Then she walked in and set my world on fire. Now her name beats in my chest like a second pulse. And I won't stop until she's just as addicted to me.

พิมพ์’ ที่โสดซิงจนอายุอานามปาเข้าไป 27 ปีแล้วก็ยังไม่ได้สละความบริสุทธิ์ออกไป ได้ถูกเชื้อเชิญให้ไปทำงานในบริษัทของคนที่เธอแอบชอบ อย่างไรก็ตาม คนคนนั้นหรือ ‘กวิน’ ดันมีภรรยาอยู่แล้ว และภรรยาที่ว่าก็ยังเป็นเพื่อนของเธอ นั่นทำให้พิมพ์แอบเศร้าเล็กน้อย แต่สถานการณ์กลับยิ่งเลยเถิดเมื่อกวินเริ่มลวนลามเธอ และเธอก็เริ่มมีอารมณ์ จากนั้นการแอบแซ่บกันของทั้งคู่ก็เริ่มต้นขึ้น

“It’s our anniversary today. I planned our day together,” I declare. “I have work to do,” “But I asked your PA to clear your schedule for the day,” “That’s the thing. You made plans behind my back without talking to me about it first, Ariel,” He then walks past me and walks out of the closet. “I thought I was doing something nice for you – for us at least. You have always worked so hard, so at least take this day off with me. We never got to celebrate our wedding anniversary,” I rebuke. He decides not to say anything. He opens his bag on the couch facing our bed and takes out a white A4 envelope, tossing it on the little table in the middle of our room. “Is it so hard for you to read the room all the time? How would you celebrate a wedding anniversary when there is no love between us? Are you not tired of all this pretence because I am!" He chastises. "That’s for you. Sign it so that we can get it over and done with,” With that said, he puts on his black sunglasses and walks out of the room. Only then do I breathe out the air I didn’t even know I was holding. I’m confused and, most of all, hurt. I didn’t see this coming. I drop my eyes on the envelope with bold printed letters of the name of the law firm our lawyer works at.

‘คัทย่า’ หญิงสาวลูกครึ่งรัสเซียที่ตกต่ำจากหนี้สินมหาศาลถูกเรียกตัวไปที่คอนโดของ ‘เอริกส์’ ผู้ชายที่เคยถูกเธอกลั่นแกล้งในช่วงมัธยม เอริกส์ใช้ข้อมูลที่เธอทำคลิปโป๊และไลฟ์สตรีมลับ ๆ เป็นเครื่องมือในการแบล็กเมล์เธอ โดยเสนอเงินเพื่อให้เธอมามีเซ็กส์กับเขา...แน่นอน ว่ามันไม่ใช่เซ็กส์ที่ธรรมดาทั่วไป เนื่องจากนี่เป็นการ ‘ล้างแค้น’

Although their marriage was not based on love in the beginning, Elena gave her heart to Damian, the man she once believed was her forever. She loved him with a devotion that burned through every storm, but when false whispers and cruel betrayals poisoned his trust, their love began to unravel. Now abandoned in her darkest hour, Elena clings to life as she fights to bring their fragile child into the world alone. Every cry of pain is a reminder of the man who should have been by her side but instead handed her a divorce agreement through a lawyer’s cold words, yet even as her body breaks and her heart bleeds, Elena cannot kill the love she feels for Damian. It lingers, haunting her, making every memory both a comfort and a torment. He was her first love, her only love; and perhaps her greatest mistake, but when tragedy and love collide, sometimes the cruelest ending is not deatth, it’s surviving with a heart that will never be whole again.

Warning, harap bijak dalam membaca cerita ini. Delina Cantika terpaksa bekerja menjadi sekretaris di perusahaan milik Abimanyu Wijaya. Pria berengsek yang sombong itu memiliki sifat kasar dan suka mempermainkan wanita karena ia membenci sosok ibunya. Delina bahkan tak menyangka kalau pria yang ia benci itu akan menjadi suaminya yang kejam. Namun, Abi memiliki kutukan yang akan membuatnya malu. Apa kutukan yang sebenarnya menimpa Abi? Akankah Delina mampu mengarungi rumah tangganya bersama Abi dan mengatasi kutukan pria angkuh tersebut? Baca kelanjutan kisah TOXIC BOSS hanya di Good Novel. Cover : Saturasi Senja X Naviegirl

Arga : suami Afnan : istri pertamaNayla : istri kedua"Terserah kamulah, capek Mas! setiap malam kamu selalu membahas soal poligami," ucap Arga sambil melepaskan pelukannya. "Mas hanya takut tak bisa adil." Menatap Afnan sendu wanita itu langsung memeluk sang suami. "Maafkan Afnan, Mas. Afnan hanya ingin mempunyai anak dari benih Mas, tak apa aku memiliki madu," lirihnya menumpahkan tangisan dan keinginan.***Afnan menggeleng. "Maksudku bukan ituuu," ujarnya pelan."Tapi jadi adik maduku." Perkataan Afnan membuat Nayla membulatkan matanya terkejut. "Kalau ngomong jangan ngawur deh," sergah Nayla menatap tajam Afnan yang berkata sembarangan menurutnya.***"Aku mencintaimu, sangat mencintaimu." Setelah berkata demikian, ia memeluk tubuh Afnan lalu terlelap menjelajahi alam mimpi. ***Akankah Arga bisa adil dengan kedua istrinya, saat pulang honeymoon Nayla dinyatakan hamil. Lalu istri pertamanya pula dinyatakan hamil? Apakah Arga akan mempertahankan rumah tangga dengan Nayla saat mengetahui jika Afnan juga mengandung anaknya? Saat benih - benih cinta itu telah tumbuh dihatinya. Bercerai atau bertahan?

Eyare gets married to the love of his life, Osagiede, shortly after completion of his university education. On the first day of their honeymoon in Ghana, he discovers his wife’s diary, and curiosity gets the better of him and he reads it. Therein, he finds out she married him as a measure to save face, a plan b, and a way out of her dilemma. Heart broken and torn between staying or breaking up with her, he comes to the decision of paying her back for all the hurt he’s feeling. Fortunately, or unfortunately, he is not able to carry out his plans, because he has fallen deeply in love with his own wife. Osagiede, meanwhile, gets reacquainted with her ex – Geoffrey. She decides to re-ignite a dalliance with him against the warnings of her best friend, Onari. Unbeknownst to her, she is being manipulated diabolically by him, and her best friend is in on it as well. Eyare is an heir to the throne in his hometown, but he is reluctant in ascending it. Forces from within will do everything in their power to try to stop him from being the next king. Question is, will they succeed? Plans will be made, negative acts will take place, and dangerous secrets will unfold. Through all this, love finally blossoms in Osagiede’s heart for her husband, but will their new-found love be enough to save them from the onslaught to come.

I was head over heels for Jonas Hayes, the cold and aloof scholarship student who saw me as nothing more than a walking wallet. He took my credit card but refused to let me get close. "Get lost. The sight of you and your filthy money makes me sick." Using my wealth, he showered Clara Dove, the stunning campus bella from a humble background, with luxury gifts and even threw her a lavish birthday party at the city’s most exclusive hotel. Everyone envied him, believing he was a self-made billionaire. But I didn’t care. I stayed hopelessly in love. After graduation, I poured my entire inheritance into building a life with him, convinced I could win his heart. During our honeymoon, he watched as I drowned, his voice ice-cold as he said, "Every time I think of how you used your money to control me, I wish you’d die sooner." When I woke up again, I was back in my college classroom—the day Jonas asked me to top up his card. This time, I wasn’t the desperate fool he remembered. I slapped him across the face with the card and sneered, "Even beggars know how to kneel and ask. What are you, a weed?"