Mythical Dragon Names Male

A while ago, my buddy Aaron Miller took me to a camping site, and that’s when I truly learned what camping was all about. I also discovered why so many men become obsessed with camping and can’t get enough of it. Inside each tent, there were stunning women, each one more beautiful than the last. There were the intellectual and graceful ones, the mature and seductive ones, the petite and delicate ones, and the quirky, fun ones—there was no type you couldn’t find there.

On our first wedding anniversary, I took the day off from work and left early, only to find that my wife had probably cheated on me. One day I arrived at home, I found a shocking display where my wife was engaging in some intense activities…

เมื่อเธอได้รับภารกิจลับจากป้าผู้มีพระคุณโดยทำวิธีไหนก็ได้ให้เขาตกหลุมรักเธอและไม่ต้องเดินทางกลับต่างประเทศอีก โดยแลกกับการที่คุณป้าจะชดใช้หนี้ก้อนโตของครอบครัวให้ “ยัยบ้า เธอเข้ามาอยู่ในห้องฉันได้อย่างไง” “ทำไมคุณพูดกับหนูแบบนี้ ฮือ..ฮือ..ฮือ..คุณจำเรื่องเมื่อคืนไม่ได้จริง ๆ เหรอ” “ก็ฉันไม่ได้ทำอะไร เธอนั้นแหละมาอยู่ในห้องฉันได้ไง ฉันไม่มีทางทำเรื่องแบบนี้แน่ ๆ เธอรีบออกจากห้องฉันไปเลยนะก่อนที่แม่ฉันจะเข้ามาเห็น” และนี่คือสิ่งที่ผมบอกเธอแต่เรื่องช็อตฟิลก็เกินขึ้นเมื่อแม่ผมเปิดประตูเข้ามาและเรื่องทุกอย่างดำเนินไปคือ แม่ของผมจับให้ผมหมั้นหมายกับเธอ

ขวัญข้าวที่ถูกแฟนนอกใจไปมีความสัมพันธ์กับหญิงอื่นในวันครบรอบที่คบกัน 7 ปี ด้วยกลัวว่าจะมีความรักที่ไม่สมหวังอีกเธอจึงไม่มีความคิดจะมีความรักครั้งต่อไปเพราะกลัวว่าเธอจะเจ็บปวดไม่สมหวังเหมือนรักครั้งแรก ขวัญข้าว อายุ 24 ปี ทำงานเป็นเลขานุการให้กับประธานบริษัทอสังหาริมทรัพย์ยักษ์ใหญ่ สวย สดใส ร่าเริง รักใครรักจริงพร้อมจะทุ่มเทให้ความรักจนหมดใจ แต่ไม่คิดว่าความรักครั้งแรกที่ไม่สมหวังในชีวิตจะทำให้ ขวัญข้าวกลัวที่จะเริ่มต้นใหม่กับใครสักคน น้ำเหนือ อายุ 30 ด้วยรูปร่างที่สูง โปร่ง ใบหน้าหล่อเหลาจึงเป็นที่หมายปอง ของสาว ๆ ในบริษัท ถึงแม้ชายหนุ่มจะมี นิสัย ที่เงียบ ไม่ค่อยพูด แต่ด้วยความหล่อเหลาและที่สำคัญหน้าที่การงานที่ดี ทำให้สาว ๆ หลายคนอยากจะ จับจองให้เขาเป็นชายในฝันของ สาวหลาย ๆ คน

On my fifth birthday with Zachary Murdock, I sit once again in front of a full table of cold food, just like every year before. Zachary had promised, as always, to spend the day with me. And, as always, he breaks that promise. This year, it's because his childhood sweetheart wanted to shoot a set of "artistic photos". She invited him and a few of his close buddies to be part of it. Without hesitation, he ditches me again and runs straight into her arms. At 11:00 pm, his childhood sweetheart posts a photo to her social media and sets it so that only I can see it. In the picture, four men are in nothing but black briefs and Windsor-knotted ties. They kneel around her while she is draped in sheer fabric like a goddess. The caption reads, "Some people beg for crumbs, but I own the entire bakery." I take a screenshot. Then, I send it to the girlfriends of all three of Zachary’s best buddies. If they all look down on me this much, let's hope they don't end up on their knees begging me someday.

The year the Rossi famiglia falls, my personal Underboss, Lorenzo Santoro, rises to power—becoming the Don and seizing control of the underworld. Once, I was the untouchable Principessa. He was the Soldato, ready to die for me at a moment's notice. For something as trivial as a paper cut on my finger, he would drop to his knees with red-rimmed eyes, blowing on it for half an hour. Now, to earn a smile from his new flame, Elena Marino, he forces me to sign a contract and makes me his live target. He watches with indifference as I am battered and bloodied under a hail of bullets. During a blast-resistance test, shattered glass slices the corner of my eye, but Lorenzo merely looks on. "The once-delicate Principessa Rossi can't even handle a little pain?" During attack-dog training, I am bitten to the bone, yet he shields a trembling Elena instead. "Animals don't know any better. Why are you holding a grudge against a dog?" Then comes the real kidnapping. To save Elena, who is desperate to become Donna, he personally cuts off my escape. "This is just a drill, Isabella," he scoffs. "Stop acting like it's real." On the surveillance monitors, flames engulf me as I take my final breath. A bloodstained termination contract is delivered to him. "Don Santoro, I return the life I owe you." Only then does the man who believes he rules the world finally lose his mind.

No love for a fat lady! That was all she knew, all she was told all her life and all she believed. Aella has always been the biggest in the room, the opposite of her perfect body step sister, no man has ever looked her way not even her own mate. But that all changes when she bumps into Eros Shaw, an enemy Alpha, someone who shouldn't cross paths with her, nor look at her twice, to her relief he takes her away from the marriage arranged for her by her father. Now with a new mate, a missing twin sister, a dragon she's supposed to ride, and an enemy lurking in the dark. Mating life has proved to be more difficult than she thought.

After three years of marriage, I suddenly began to realize that my wife might have a low libido. One evening, my older neighbor, who was sympathetic, kindly invited me over. That night, I stumbled upon his wife in the middle of a passionate entanglement with another man through a crack in the door. The next day, my neighbor said to me, "Hey, Cyril, you know, Heather has always liked you."

As the holiday began, I encountered an exhilarating affair. One day, on a double-decker tour bus, I found myself locked in a passionate moment with a beautiful woman on the upper deck, all while my official girlfriend was napping on the lower level. The woman gently placed her soft hand on my upper body, murmuring sweetly, “See you tonight, love…” And just like that, I was completely captivated.

I was the top engineer at the National Deep-Sea Institute—and the only person in the world with real deep-sea rescue experience. When my younger brother's submarine went down and he called for help from 35,000 feet below, I hung up on him. Then, calm and unhurried, I went straight to the police station and turned myself in for leaking classified research data. A few minutes later, my father called, furious. "Your brother's life is hanging by a thread—where the hell are you?! I demand you to get to the site and save him right now, or you won't see a single penny of the family fortune!" I pulled the blanket over myself and said into the phone, perfectly composed, "Busy. Don't bother me—I'm trying to sleep."