The Only One For Something

That night, I decided to go to the bar along with my friends to release my anguish. I ordered a bottle of beer and I started owning the dance floor. Nevertheless, my friends were there to be crazy with me l. I spotted a handsome man who was a little surprised by my way of dancing. I grabbed him and we both entangled with each other.

Beauty Pareech is the definition of her own name, though she is dark skinned she embodies the qualities of a beauty queen. Ang kagandahang tagglay niya lang ang maipagpapasalamat niya sa kaniya'ng walang kwentang ama dahil sa murang eda pa lamang niya ay iniwan na sila nito. Isang trahedya ang nangyari sa kanyang ina na nagtulak sa kanya upang gawing ang bagay na pagsisisihan nita sa huli. For Winsley Aushwitz as the CEO of his company, it's a mist for him to be tough, dapat wala siyang inaatrasan maliban sa katotohana'ng pinagtaksilan siya ng kanyang fiance at ng sariling ama. Kaya't isang gabi ay nagpaubaya siya sa kanyang naghihinagpos na damdamin at ininlabas niya ang galit sa kakawang babae na ani mo'y isang iton na diyamante, kakaiba. Sila ay muling nagtagpo makalipas ang apat na taon na para bang nakatadhana. Pagbigyan kaya nila ang kanilang mga sarili na mahalin ang isa't-isa now that they have a reason? Pero buhay talaga ay mapaglaro at isang sekreto ang pilit na sisira sa kanilang namumukadkad na damdamin.

ปวีร์ อัศวภัชรกุล (วีร์) อายุ 32 ปี หนุ่มลูกครึ่งไทย-จีน นิสัย : เย็นชา บ้างาน ขี้หึง ขี้หวง ไม่เจ้าชู้ ปรางทิพย์ จันวราสกุล (ปราง) อายุ 22 ปี นิสัย : ชอบช่วยเหลือคนอื่น ขยัน ประหยัด ตั้งใจเรียน เก่ง มีน้ำใจ “ใจเย็นสิเด็กน้อย นิ้วมันจะไปสู้เอ็นอุ่นๆได้ยังไง”ว่าเสร็จประธานก็ยืดตัวขึ้นจับแก่นกายชักขึ้นลงสองสามครั้งแล้วแยกขาหญิงสาวออกกว้างเพื่อที่จะได้แทรกตัวเข้าไปได้ ประธานหนุ่มเอาหัวปลายหยักไปเขี่ยถูไถบริเวณติ่งเสียว เป็นการทักทายร่องสวาทก่อนที่จะเช้าไปเชยชมความคับแน่นข้างใน “อ๊าส์ ครางชื่อผมวีร์ อื้ม เด็กน้อย” “อ๊ะๆ วีร์ขาปราง อ๊าๆ เสียวแรงๆค่ะ อื้อๆ ปรางไม่ไหวแล้วอ๊ะๆ เสียว” จะเป็นอย่างไรเมื่อเขาและเธอได้กลับมาพบกันอีกครั้งหลังจากที่คืนนั้นที่ทั้งสองได้มีความสัมพันธ์ลึกซึ้งกันไป เมื่ออีกฝ่ายอยากลืมเหตุการณ์ที่เกิดขึ้น แต่อีกฝ่ายกลับโหยหาสัมผัสที่เขาเคยได้มันจากเธออย่างไม่อาจลืมเลือนได้ ความสัมพันธ์ที่เริ่มต้นทางกายจะแปรผันมาเป็นความรักได้อย่างไรและความสัมพันธ์ของทั้งคู่จะลงเอยกันอย่างไร.....

"Don't make me do this, Iris." The muscles in his arms tensed a kilowatt as he clenched his fists into a tight ball. I could feel the primal strength they exuded, and the slutty urge to be subdued roughly by them simmered between the cream of my lower lips. I slammed my lips roughly against his, drawing in a long noisy kiss to make his shaft budge against my lower abdomen. "Show no mercy." Iris Sawyer was forced to navigate her path through a supernatural world of angst and brute force. Stuck between a protracted pack war, she soon realized her survival depended on the side she took, or to use correctly, the kiss she accepted. In her quest to find an escape from the emotional turmoil of losing her parents at a tender age, she met Gustav, the Alpha from the Grey Moon Pack, who was mated to her by the Moon Goddess. Hell was a mild euphemism to describe the horror she met at the Grey Moon Pack. But as fate would redirect her steps, she met with the charming Lycan king from Crescent pack, Ludovic, Gustav's worst enemy. Gustav and Ludovic happen to be caught in a dark web of hatred for each other, and Iris was beginning to be another bone of contention between them. Will Iris be able to follow her heart and roost where it feels more secure? Will she be able to stand strong as she finds answers to all the questions plaguing her mind? Will love prevail in the end, or will blood settle the score?

The wedding had barely started when the lights went out. Then came the moans—from the giant screen behind the altar. Hailey froze. Her skin went ghost-pale. Her whole body shook. A beat later, the doors slammed open. Leading the charge? Nolan. Cold eyes, sharp suit, and bodyguards in tow. He stormed the stage. The groom tried to stop him. Big mistake. Nolan's guys dropped him in seconds. Nolan grabbed a fistful of the groom's hair and yanked his head back. "Heh. I've slept with Hailey hundreds—maybe thousands—of times. Used condoms alone could fill your house. Wanna see the HD vids?" Hailey's eyes locked on Nolan, pure hate. She'd been his kept woman for eight years. He loathed her family. He loathed her. Swore she'd never know peace. Then she disappeared—and he lost his mind.

Twice in One Life follows the story of Celine Hayes, a once-powerful businesswoman whose life is cut short by a betrayal orchestrated by the people closest to her. A year after her death, Celine returns as a ghost, unable to move on until she finds justice. She crosses paths with Ònààrà, a modern-day shaman, and discovers Evelyn, a woman who unknowingly serves as the perfect vessel for Celine’s spirit. With Ònààrà’s reluctant help, Celine possesses Evelyn and begins to piece together the events that led to her murder. She returns to the life she left behind, re-entering the world under the guise of Evelyn, and plans to marry her former fiancé, Darren. But as truths begin to unravel, Celine learns of Darren’s inappropriate relationship with his sister and the deep-rooted hatred that led to her death. As her connection to Evelyn begins to blur, and her desire for revenge intensifies, Celine is faced with a painful reality: to find peace, she may have to sacrifice the last shred of her humanity or risk dragging another innocent soul into her tragic fate.

เมื่อโชคชะตาเล่นตลกพา “เธอ” ผู้ไร้ที่พึ่งพิง เข้าสู้อ้อมกอด “เขา” “หนึ่งคืน แลกกับหนึ่งแสน“ ข้อเสนอสุดเย้ายวน ที่พร้อมฉีกกระชากพรหมจรรย์ "หญิงสาวที่ไร้ทางสู้" ”เขา“ คือมาเฟียสุดหล่อที่ผงาดในวงการนายแบบ ขณะที่ ”เธอ“ คือช่างแต่งหน้าสาวที่พยายามเริ่มต้นชีวิตใหม่

At the annual company raffle, I had barely stepped onto the stage when my supervisor, Lily Smith, pressed a crumpled slip of paper into my palm. "A special reward for our top salesperson," she chirped. "Go ahead, open it. Let everyone see." Under the eager gaze of the crowd, I unfolded the note. Written in messy handwriting were the words: Clean the company toilets for three days. The room erupted in laughter. Lily folded her arms, cocked her head, and smirked at me. "Nice, right?" she said. "Everyone knows those sales of yours came from sleeping with old men. Dirty money. To keep things fair, the others get a break, and you pick up a little extra work. You don't have a problem with that, do you?" The laughter surged again, nearly lifting the roof. From the side of the room, my boyfriend, Seth Hoffman, the company's CEO, watched everything unfold. As usual, he said nothing in my defense. They all thought I would fall apart, cry, or make a scene. Instead, I simply gave a calm nod. The very next day, the company was hit with over three hundred property cancellations. Its cash flow collapsed overnight. That was when Lily and Seth rushed to me, demanding I go plead with the buyers. I smiled and said, "No thanks. I wouldn't want to help the company recover and end up with strong numbers again. That might make everyone even more uncomfortable."

The nights in Vicente were a coexistence of order and gunfire. Tonight was the wedding, ten years overdue, between Anthony Oliver, the don of the Oliver mafia family, and Mabel Samson, the woman who had stood beside him through bloodshed, betrayals, and underworld wars. A top-tier luxury hotel had been cleared by the family's soldati. Below them glittered a sea of city lights; above them bloomed fireworks commissioned for the future Donna alone. The man known for his ruthlessness knelt on one knee with a rare diamond ring, his eyes filled with rare tenderness. "Mabel," he said, "you walked through hell at my side. Let me give you peace for the rest of your life." It seemed that all the sacrifices and patience had finally led somewhere. However, just as Mabel's fingers were about to touch the ring, a piercing scream came from above. "Don't! Anthony! Save me!" That single cry drew all of Anthony's attention away. The girl was not unfamiliar to Mabel. Two years earlier, Anthony's twin brother had been tortured to death by a rival mafia family while covering his retreat. His body was never recovered. And Cheryl Reyes was the fiancée he had protected with his life. Mabel watched as the man she loved abandoned everything without hesitation and ran toward another woman. She stepped forward and tried to stop him. "Don't go. The wedding isn't over." However, when their eyes met, the Don accused her coldly of being heartless and selfish. And in that moment, Mabel felt tired. Perhaps it was time, just once, to choose herself over the Family.

Nadia Wilde, the once docile daughter of a wealthy and famous pastor who is loved by the public, has her life turned upside down when she’s sent to prevent her hidden and rebellious step sister from showing up at a one-night stand that could jeopardize her father’s reputation. But in the process, Nadia ends up on the hotel bed instead of Ava and is unable to stop what happens next because, deep down, she’s never been the good girl everyone has always adored. Six years later, Russell Lane, a young CEO whose automobile company is taking over the industry, develops the need for a contract wife, and Nadia, the perfect candidate, falls prey to his trap. With only flaming eyes to remember each other since that fateful day, Nadia recollects who he is, and Russell can’t seem to take his mind off the mysteriously familiar woman. Oblivious to the fact that he’s the father of Nadia’s twins, Russell wants her as his contract wife, and he plans to get her by any means, regardless of what she wants. Can Nadia keep up with a powerful family that tramples down on the likes of her and use this god-given opportunity to climb back up the social ladder? Will Russell be able to overcome the obstacles and keep his company away from the hands of his overambitious brothers and sisters? Most importantly… Will Nadia and Russell make what started as an accidental one-night stand thrive into something much more real, or will their contract marriage, along with everything else, end just as it was supposed to?