Time Will Tell

📌เมื่อความสัมพันธ์ของเธอและเขาเปลี่ยนเพียงชั่วข้ามคืน..เธอจะทำยังไงให้ทุกอย่างมันเป็นเพียงแค่ความลับตลอดไป! 🎯“อยากให้ฉันย้ำอีกครั้งใช่ไหม?..เธอถึงจะได้จำใส่สมองเอาไว้..ว่าอย่าคิดที่จะปฏิเสธ..!!!”

Benedict Quinn, also known as Tristan Drake, once stood at top of the world with his supernatural abilities. For the sake of his beloved woman, he gave it all up and married her, supporting her quietly from behind and protecting her. Yet, when she attained success, she despised him for being useless and demanded a divorce. When Tristan Drake's name spread across the world, she eventually knelt for forgiveness, weeping uncontrollably out of remorse…

🎯ตัวอย่างความฟิน📌📌 “อยากได้ก็ต้องแลก” “ละ..แลกกับอะไรคะ”เฌอแตมพยายามย่นคอหนีสัมผัสวาบวามเป็นพัลวัน แต่ด้วยพื้นที่ที่จำกัด..มันจึงทำให้เธอไม่สามารถพาตัวเองหนีออกไปจากสถานการณ์อันตรายนี้ได้เลย และเวลาที่กระชั้นชิดไม่สามารถทำให้เฌอแตมคิดหาวิธีรับมือคนตรงหน้าได้..นอกจากกลั้นใจโยนหินถามทางไปก่อน “หึ..คุกเข่าลงไป” “คะ?” “อยากให้ฉันอนุญาตให้เธอออกไปหาเพื่อน..ก็รีบทำตามที่สั่งก็พอ” 🌸แนะนำตัวละคร🌸 พระเอก : อัชเชอร์ คราวน์ อายุ 30 ปี เขา..อยู่เหนือกฏหมาย และมองคนที่อยู่ต่ำกว่าเป็นเพียงแค่เหลือบไรไร้ประโยชน์ ชีวิตที่แสนเพอร์เฟคเหมือนจะดำเนินไปอย่างไร้อุปสรรค..ถ้าหากว่าเหตุการณ์ที่เขาถูกลอบฆ่า…ไม่เกิดขึ้น! นางเอก : นันท์นพิน เตชิสา (เฌอแตม) อายุ 22 เธอ..เป็นเด็กสาวสู้ชีวิต แม้โลกนี้จะพรากบิดาผู้เป็นเสาหลักของครอบครัวไปตลอดกาล เธอก็สามารถเข้มแข็งได้..เพราะมีมารดาที่เป็นทุกสิ่งทุกอย่างของชีวิตอยู่เป็นขวัญกำลังใจ แต่แล้วชีวิตที่เรียบง่ายในแบบฉบับของเธอกลับต้องพลิกผัน หลังจากค่ำคืนนั้น..ที่ได้พบเจอกับเขา..ชายผู้เกือบเอาชีวิตไม่รอดจากความตาย..!

I'm a succubus who gathers energy by clearing System missions, adept at the game of love. One day, right after completing a honey trap mission, I was sent to a SSS-level horror game at the very next second. The boss was invincible and bloodthirsty, watching coolly as other players rested in pieces before turning to the rest of us. "Now choose—how do you want to die?" While other players were wetting their pants and trying to find a loophole to survive, I picked up on something different. A handsome, powerful target beneath that cold, horrific exterior. Hence, when he reached me, I smiled enigmatically as I told him my wish. "I wish to be conquered by a truly powerful Entity, dominated from soul to flesh, and to die in pure ecstasy." I watched him pause in shock and added, "Oh, and you must do it yourself."

My fated mate, Sebastian Grant, was the most brilliant healer on the continent. Specializing in treating wolfsbane, he had saved countless of our kind. To everyone else, he was a miracle walking among us. But he had a childhood friend and fellow apprentice, Sabrina Jordan. If Sebastian was famous for curing poison, then Sabrina was infamous for creating it. For years, she studied toxins while he developed antidotes. They worked so closely together that the pack slowly stopped distinguishing danger from jokes. That was until the day she tested a new kind of wolfsbane on me and I almost died. When I woke up, Sebastian was sitting beside my bed, writing a prescription for me. "Christina, don't blame Sabrina. My mentor and I have spoiled her. She knew I'd be able to cure you, so she was just messing around. She never meant to hurt you." He said it so casually, as if I had caught a cold. Not as if my organs had been failing and I had been a breath away from death. Before I could respond, someone burst into the room shouting that Sabrina had poisoned herself. Sebastian stood up and rushed out at once, his steps hurried and almost frantic. He never noticed that my prescription was missing a key herb. Just like that, the antidote that was supposed to save me became a poison that quietly sped up my death. That was when the Moon Goddess spoke inside my mind. [You can only return to the human world if you die at the hands of your fated mate. But are you sure you want this?] I lowered my gaze to the prescription in my hand, the ink still fresh. Sebastian himself had written it. The same hands that saved countless lives had just written the final prescription that would end mine. "I'm sure," I whispered.

"Please Tell me this is a dream" I screamed out as I saw the love of my life having his way with my so called best friend. The same day I came to tell him the good news about our future is the same day I died after I got my heart broken. I prayed, if there truly are powers that be, please grant my heart desires and give me a second chance. Fate smiled on me as I woke up back in time, the same day I took the wrong decision that led to my untimely demise. This time I had seen the future and I know better, it's time to play the players. Read and find out how Evelyn became the Vindicated Wife.

Three months into the silent treatment from my Alpha mate, Samson Holt, he holds a grand ceremony befitting of a Luna for the return of his beloved Leia Harton. Because of this, I—the real Luna—am now the laughing stock of the entire pack. "Sharon's just an orphan wolf with no real lineage. How could someone like her be our Luna?" "Exactly! Leia's the one who truly deserves to stand beside the Alpha." Ignoring them, I take up a silver blade and slash it hard across my throat. They never knew that I wasn't truly one of them. I wasn't a wolf at all, but a human from another world. And the Moon Goddess just told me that if I die in this world, I can finally go home and reunite with my family.

The day I was supposed to win the biggest award of my career, I walked in on my boyfriend, Ethan, in bed with another woman. He sneered, calling me a face-blind, scent-deaf bore in bed. I planned to expose his ass at the award ceremony. Instead, he and his lover mowed me down with their car. Next thing I knew, I woke up with them in an S-class horror survival game. Mortality rate: over 95%. We had to survive ten days in a haunted manor to be revived. Hit 100 on your Anxiety Level, and your soul is obliterated. Chloe, Ethan's lover, sneered. "Sensory defects? You can't recognize ghosts or smell danger. In a horror game, that’s a death sentence. You might as well just die." The others heard her and scrambled to team up. Me? I walked straight into the lair of the manor's final boss. The most powerful demon in the game wanted to devour my soul. I couldn't really see him. I just thought he was a cosplayer. I lunged forward, poked his abs, and pointed at the glowing crack in his chest. "Wow, you're really committed to the role. This getup must've cost a fortune."

Before the pack's Winter Solstice festival, I was given a Moonwater Mirror, forged from the waters of the Moon Goddess Spring. But the face staring back at me wasn't my own. It was my face, but younger. The girl I was eight years ago. Her eyes were bright with a joy I hadn't felt in years. When she realized I was from her future, she practically vibrated with excitement. "Our fated mate, Alpha Owen, he confessed today! He's going to plant moonflowers around the lake cabin. He'll stay with me for every full moon. He promised to make me his one and only Luna forever!" Her voice was full of hope for the future. Her joy was a bitter reminder of what I'd lost. I listened quietly, only managing a faint smile. My reaction must have given me away. Her excited chatter died. Her gaze drifted over my shoulder, taking in the cold, empty penthouse behind me. "Wait... where's Owen?" Her smile faltered. "We're happy, right? After eight years?" I didn't say a word. I just slowly, deliberately, turned the Moonwater Mirror toward the terrace. There, my Alpha mate, Owen, had another she-wolf pinned to the railing. Their mouths were fused, their breaths mingling in the cold night air.

I was getting married—but I didn't tell my parents. It was my fifth wedding. The last four? Total disasters, thanks to them. Every time, they claimed something was "wrong" with the wedding car and somehow scared the guy off. First was my college boyfriend. We were solid—four years strong. My parents pushed for marriage... then ditched the idea on the big day because his car wasn't "fancy" enough. Second groom? My boss. He pulled up in a shiny new car they actually approved—until they didn't. Yanked me right out. Third time, they set me up with someone themselves. The guy brought ten cars to play it safe. Didn't matter. They shut it down before I even stepped outside. Fourth time? Same story. I kept wondering—what was so cursed about these cars? Why push me to get married, only to destroy it every single time? This year, I was trying again. Wedding number five. This time, I was pregnant—with the son of the country's richest man. I didn't tell my parents. Thought I'd finally outsmarted them. But just as I was about to get in the car... I saw them sprinting toward me.