Naomi Campbell Blood Diamond

“He gave my heart to my mother. So I gave my hand to his father.” When Elara discovers that her fiancé — the man she thought she’d spend forever with — has been sleeping with her own mother just days before their wedding, something inside her shatters. The betrayal isn’t just personal; it’s humiliating, raw, and unforgettable. Instead of collapsing, Elara makes a silent vow: they’ll all pay. And her revenge begins not with a knife, but with a smile. Her target? His father — a cold, enigmatic billionaire who’s always kept his distance from the family drama. She slips into his world like smoke, slowly making herself indispensable… and irresistible. But as lines blur between vengeance and desire, Elara faces a dangerous truth: some hearts are easier to burn than others. And love, even when born of revenge, can destroy everything.

Marabelle Daisy Graystone has spent twelve years in witness protection, living among humans as "Daisy Thompson" while hiding her true nature—she's a rare "diamond wolf," one of the Goddess's chosen born once per millennium. Working at her burger restaurant while secretly running a multi-billion-dollar empire as bestselling author Black Orchid and artist Silver Knight, she's built a perfect cover in human society. But when Kieran, her murdered father's former Beta, tracks her down seeking to claim her power, her carefully constructed life shatters. Rescued by Jackson Hunter, the brooding son of the powerful Moon Hunter Pack's Alpha, Marabelle discovers he's her fated mate—the very wolf she's been avoiding for years. She'd overheard Jackson tell his friends that if she turned out to be his mate, he would reject her, choosing duty over desire. When Jackson arrives to return a precious family heirloom, Marabelle braces for the rejection she believes is inevitable. Instead, he confesses his feelings have changed—that witnessing her courage made him realise duty and desire can align. As their mate bond awakens her suppressed abilities, Marabelle must reclaim her birthright as Alpha of the decimated Silvercrest Pack while navigating treacherous pack politics. When the Moon Goddess herself appears to bless their union, their relationship triggers supernatural consequences that reshape the werewolf world. But happiness attracts dangerous enemies. Alpha Thorne of the Western Reaches emerges from isolation, claiming that "untrained" diamond wolves pose a threat to all wolfkind. Together, they forge an unprecedented alliance of eleven packs, creating the first Wolf Council in three thousand years. Racing against ancient powers that would control or destroy her, Marabelle must demonstrate that her unconventional path represents the future of their kind, proving that strength comes not from isolation but from the courage to build bridges between worlds.

Harrison Cale Ellison - Don Ramon's grandson and the heir of his entire wealth. He is known as a cold-hearted businessman and mercy isn't part of his vocabulary- only power, control, and dominance. He's untouchable.... except when it comes to Psyche. Psyche Azalea Ellison - Don Ramon's adoptive granddaughter. She's a treasured princess of the old man and in a world where Harrison feared nothing...she was his only weakness. How long can they keep running from the truth burning inside them? Harrison - the man who spent years pretending she didn't exist, as if she were nothing but air in his world. And Psyche - the woman who hid in the shadows, too afraid to even meet his gaze, too scared of the storm he carried with him. And what if Psyche's childhood crush, Brent comes back- ready to make her fall in love again? But emotions like theirs...they don't stay buried forever. Eventually, the walls crack. And when they do - everything shatters.

After I came back to life, the first thing I did was hand that five-carat diamond ring—yes, the one my husband gave me—to his mother. The very woman who spent years picking me apart like it was her favorite pastime. In my last life, that ring was a custom New Year's gift. He paid a ridiculous amount for it. I actually thought it meant something. One afternoon, I was out shopping when I walked right into a bridal party taking pictures. The bride glanced at my hand, saw the ring, and her entire expression changed. She stormed over and slapped me, accusing me of being a shameless mistress trying to steal her man. I stood there, completely stunned. She was wearing the exact same ring. Before I could explain, her friends grabbed me. They dragged me aside, tore my clothes, hit me, and stomped on my hand until I couldn't move my fingers. They carved the word "mistress" into my face and paraded me through the street like some kind of public disgrace. I died there on the pavement. When my husband finally appeared, he didn't fight for me. He just signed off on a settlement, as if my life were nothing more than a piece of paperwork. Widowed that morning, married to the bride by nightfall. His mother instantly welcomed the new woman, all because she was pregnant. And then I opened my eyes again… back on the very day he first placed that diamond ring in my hand.

Synopsis: Not all betrayals should lead you nowhere. Max, my fiance, abandoned me on the red carpet, approached my claimed younger sister Fiona, and escorted her to the priest right in front of my eyes. In the end, he married her with the blessing of my parents. It's really hilarious how these people encouraged me to marry him. If that wasn't tragic enough, Fiona then splashed filthy water all over my beautiful wedding gown. I had no royal roots as the daughter of a prostitute, so I didn't argue or fight since I knew it would never end. But they all seem to forget one thing: a diamond was just an ordinary stone until a polisher revealed its worth. Life couldn't have treated me better by giving me the name Diamond, and I knew I wasn't destined for a dead end. I am the diamond, and I am waiting for the lucky one to polish me and reveal my real brightness. Do I need a polisher? Will I find someone to help me get back at those who have betrayed me? Or will I become my own polisher, shaping my own destiny?

The day before my engagement to Dean was announced, his childhood sweetheart falsely claimed I had broken her fingers when she was playing the piano. Dean flew into a rage and made me join the medical relief team in Loasia. Now that I was abandoned with just the clothes on my back, I had no choice but to fend for myself. Not long after, I was informed that he was getting married. Everyone bet that I would fly back to steal him away. After all, I had been head over heels in love with him. However, I never appeared even at the end of the wedding. I didn't even call him. I had vanished into thin air. … Five years later... A man, heavily injured from a car crash, arrived at the emergency department. His significant other demanded that he be operated on by the hospital director. I calmly held up my scalpel in the operating theatre, my face hidden behind a surgical mask. "Administer the anesthesia." Before he could be sedated, the man suddenly grabbed my wrist. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he demanded weakly, "Eve, is that you?" I pulled his hand away from mine and shot the anesthetist a look. "The patient is aggravated. Increase the dosage."

เมื่อ หมาแก่ปากแซ่บระดับตัวพ่อ ต้องมาฟัดกับ ยัยแมวเปรี้ยววัยขบเผาะที่มีดีมากกว่าความสวย! สำหรับ วิศรุต’เพลย์บอยทายาทอาณาจักรไดมอนด์ คอนสตรัคชั่น มี One Night Stand กับสาวแปลกหน้าควรจบลงแค่ที่เตียง แต่น้ำหอมกลิ่นเย้ายวนและท่าทางพยศของ บงกชรัตน์ กลับทำให้เสือร้ายเสียอาการถึงขั้น ไปต่อกับใครไม่ได้อีกเลย ความรักที่เริ่มต้นกลับถูกทดสอบด้วยความแค้นและน้ำตา เมื่อเธอต้องเข้ามาทำงานตรวจสอบบัญชีคู่กับเขา จนพบเงื่อนงำการทุจริตที่โยงใยไปถึงคนใกล้ตัว และความลับของพ่อนางเอกที่ถูกฝังกลบมานานปี ท่ามกลางเอกสารลับและการหักหลัง... คนหนึ่งต้องเลือกระหว่าง กตัญญู กับ ความถูกต้อง ส่วนอีกคนต้องเลือกระหว่าง ความรัก กับ ความจริง "อยากจนตัวสั่น หรือกะจะใช้วิธีอ่อยเพื่อให้ผมสืบเรื่องให้!" คำด่าทอที่ไร้เยื่อใย ผลักไสเธอให้กลายเป็นคนไร้ค่า เขายอมเป็นคนเลวที่ทำลายศักดิ์ศรีของเธอ... เพื่อปกปิดความลับดำมืดที่อาจพังทลายชีวิตของเขาทั้งคู่ เมื่อความรักกลายเป็นความแค้น... เขาจะง้อเธอคืนมาได้อย่างไร? เมื่อคนร้ายตัวจริงยังลอยนวล .พวกเขาจะจับมือกันฝ่าเงามืดนี้ไปได้หรือไม่

"สิบกว่าปีที่เขาซ่อนความรู้สึกไว้ใต้เงาของคำว่า พี่ชาย ประคองความรักที่ล้ำค่ายิ่งกว่าเพชรเม็ดใดในโลกไว้อย่างสุดหัวใจ แต่ในคืนที่ความมืดมิดและพิษร้ายเข้าครอบงำสติ กำแพงที่เขาสร้างมาทั้งชีวิตกลับพังทลายลงเพียงเพราะเสียงอ้อนวอน เมื่อเส้นกั้นพังลง... เขาควรจะเป็น ที่พึ่งสุดท้าย หรือ คนร้ายที่ขโมยพรหมจรรย์ และเธอจะทำอย่างไร... เมื่อความอบอุ่นในค่ำคืนนั้น อาจเป็นเพียงความรับผิดชอบที่เขาจำใจมอบให้ในนามของ... ความสงสาร" ความลับเกี่ยวกับตัวเธอที่เขาปกปิดเอาไว้จะเปิดเผยอย่างไร?

The city lights of Valenfort burned bright against the suffocating dark like a gem tainted by blood. Beneath that glittering surface lay nameless alleys where the scent of iron and the echoes of screams intertwined into a symphony of hell. No one remembered the last time they saw a real sunrise for this city had long belonged to the night. Evelyn Cross , a fourth-generation vampire hunter of the secretive order known as The Order of the Thorn , was born in blood and sworn to die for her mission. She had once watched her father torn apart by a pureblood vampire, a creature so fearsome that humans dared only whisper its name in prayer. Since that day, Evelyn lived like a blade cold, unfeeling, and driven by the hunt. Until she met Lucien Draven , the Blood King of Valenfort who ruled the shadows with a calm smile and eyes that could stop a heartbeat. Lucien did not kill Evelyn upon their first encounter. Instead, he saved her from the very comrades who had betrayed her. A vampire saving a hunter such a thing had never happened in the history of either world. Evelyn despised him… yet could not kill him. Lucien desired her… yet knew his love was her death sentence. In Valenfort, a war of blood is rising. The ancient vampire houses are clawing for dominance, while the hunters’ order fractures under betrayal and deceit. Amidst gunfire, betrayal, and desire, Blood War is not merely a battle between species but between the heart and fate itself. “In the world of darkness, truth isn’t written in ink… but in blood.”

If it wasn't her blood, he had no desire for it. Emily had come to the understanding that even the undead, had desires and cravings. For her, it was the way he had come to crave the richness of her blood and the cold but satisfactory feeling it brought her.