Smeraldo Flowers

“Who the hell typed this contract, Liam? I see typos.” “What typos? I wrote every damn word myself.” “Then you must’ve been typing while Evelyn was suck–” “Shut the fvck up, Olivia! Just sign it, or forget about ever seeing my babies again.” “They’re my babies too, you asshole! Would you sign if some psycho shoved this shitty contract in your face?” “Then don’t sign. Your loss. Get the fvck out of my office. Call me only after you sign, or you’ll regret it.” --- I thought giving birth would be the happiest day of my life. Instead, it became the day my whole world shattered. While I was still weak and bleeding in that hospital bed, my husband walked in… not with flowers, not with comfort, but with a hard blow to my stitches. That devil set a trap far worse than our marriage itself. And no matter how much I hated him… a part of me still burned whenever he touched me. Was this love, madness, or the devil’s contract I could never escape?

เมื่อพระเอกในนิยายที่อ่านทะลุมิติออกมานอนอยู่ข้างๆ ระหว่างเลี้ยงดูกับหาวิธีส่งกลับไป เราควรเลือกอะไรก่อนดี

ตั้งแต่เจอกับแมวสามสีหน้าดุในคืนพระจันทร์เต็มดวง เจ้าขาก็ฝันหวานและตื่นขึ้นมากับร่างกายที่เปลือยเปล่าแทบทุกเช้า...

ความผิดพลาดแค่คืนเดียวนำพาความวุ่นวายเข้ามาในชีวิตไม่หยุด จากที่ต่างคนต่างทำเฉยกับความสัมพันธ์ที่เกินเลยไปไกล กลับต้องมาร่วมมือกันโกหกคำโตเพื่อให้รอดจากการจับคู่และบังคับใจไม่ให้หวั่นไหวที่ต้องใกล้ชิดกัน

He didn’t choose her then. He has to fight for her now. *** I married Alex Marwood because our families said it was right. He never chose me. Not once. One lie from my stepsister ruined everything. I signed the divorce papers with a secret in my belly. I left, learned how to breathe again, and built a quiet life with two little cute humans who call me “Mom.” Years later, fate walks through the lobby of my hotel in a tailored suit and the same storm-blue eyes my son wears. Alex stops. Looks at my twins. Looks at me. “I’m sorry,” he says. But where do I start? With the nights I cried alone? With the accident nobody will talk about? With the powerful people who would rather bury the truth than let me be happy? Alex wants a second chance. I want peace. But when old enemies start circling and “accidents” stop being accidents, I realize love isn’t just flowers and apologies. If he wants us back, he’ll have to fight for us.

"Let’s go on a proper date, with flowers and candles, his lips twitched in a cocky smile, he leaned in forward, inhaling my scent like a drug he was addicted to. “And then what?” I replied, quivering. His lips were too distracting as they stood dangerously close to mine. "We can pretend to get to know each other if you want. And after that, I can fuck you senseless." Looking up to meet his dark gaze. I swallowed hard, I had only two choices, but whichever I chose, I knew I was screwed. Zach always knew his mate was out there, but at 25, after searching every pack, he had nearly given up hope. Then came Nicole, on the run from a broken past, scarred by betrayal after a humiliating scandal with her crush who sinisterly released a sex tape of her that would haunt her for life. She’s sworn never to trust any man, but destiny had other plans. What happens when the one person you’re meant to love is the last person you think you can trust?

บางคนตามหาสิ่งที่หายไปเพื่อให้ได้กลับมาครอบครอง บางคนได้ครอบครองสิ่งที่ล้ำค่าแต่กลับทำมันหายไป...

เพียงฟ้าแค่ไปรับบริการปรึกษาที่เพื่อนซื้อให้แต่กลับได้เจอกับเด็กหนุ่มวัยมหาลัยสุดหล่อแทน ความเข้าใจผิดของทั้งคู่ทำให้เกิดความสัมพันธ์เกินเลยตั้งแต่ครั้งแรกที่เจอกัน จากนั้นเพียงฟ้าก็สลัดเด็กอย่างเทมส์ออกไปไม่ได้อีกเลย

ภีมกับภามเป็นฝาแฝดที่ชอบแบ่งปันกันทุกเรื่อง โดยเฉพาะ...เรื่องบนเตียง

I have to admit that my husband's true love is a charming and charismatic woman. After she returns to the country, my husband, who always says he knows nothing about being romantic, racks his brains to think of ways to please her. Even my son wants her to be his mother—he says it to my face, too. To my husband and son, I'm only worthy of cooking and cleaning for them. Later, an autistic little girl tugs on my shirt and says firmly, "Zach might not want his mommy, but I do!" It's only then that I realize flowers can bloom in parched land. When I'm finally living the life I want, my ex-husband and son come to me, telling me they regret their actions… My ex-husband calls and says Zach misses me. I answer, "I'm not his mother anymore." Then, he says he's made a mistake—he's realized that I'm the one he loves. The man beside me kisses the back of my hand, sounding jealous as he says, "Do you think you deserve to be with her when I've yet to win her heart?"