We Dont Talk Anymore Bts

นิชาทำงานเป็นเลขาของอัคคีมากว่าห้าปีแล้ว จะว่าไปก็นานเหมือนกัน... ด้วยนิสัยขาดผู้หญิงไม่ได้ของอัคคีทำให้เขาต้องเปลี่ยนเลขามาแล้วหลายคน นั่นเพราะไม่มีใครสามารถรับมือกับบรรดาผู้หญิงของเขาได้ และแม้ว่านิชาจะทำได้แต่ก็ไม่ได้เต็มใจทำ เธอห้ามความเจ้าชู้ของอัคคีไม่ได้...พอๆ กับที่ห้ามใจไม่ให้ 'รัก' เขาไม่ได้เหมือนกัน ใช่แล้วล่ะ... 'เธอรักเขา' มันน่าตลกจริงๆ เพราะนอกจากความหล่อ รวย เก่งแล้วเขาก็แทบจะไม่มีอะไรดีเลยสักอย่าง ไม่แน่ใจเหมือนกันว่าเกิดขึ้นตอนไหน รู้ตัวอีกทีก็เจ็บแปลบทุกครั้งที่เห็นเขาอยู่กับผู้หญิงคนอื่น นิชาพยายามตัดเรื่องงานกับเรื่องส่วนตัวออกจากกันแล้ว... แต่เธอคงมีความอดทนไม่มากพอถึงได้ทนไม่ไหวอีกต่อไป! // *Talk* เรื่องนี้เป็นแนวตัวร้ายจับฉลากได้บทพระเอกค่ะ เนื้อเรื่องหน่วงๆ ดราม่าไม่หนักเท่าไรค่ะ(มั้งนะ) แต่ความอยากหยุมหัวใครสักคนมีแน่นอน *คำแนะนำก่อนอ่าน* มีคำหยาบ ฉากผู้ใหญ่และการกระทำที่ไม่เหมาะสมของตัวละคตัวละคร เหตุการณ์ สถานที่ไม่มีอยู่จริง กรุณาอ่านเพื่อความบันเทิงเท่านั้น

The company had just taken off when a project my wife, Lenora Peterson, was in charge of ran into trouble. To ease her mind during her pregnancy, I went overseas in her stead, spending ten perilous years abroad before finally returning home, barely alive. Instead of the joyful reunion I had imagined, she greeted me with cold detachment and thinly veiled disgust. "Why are you back?" Lenora asked. "Today is Nathan’s housewarming party," she added. "Let’s head there first—we’ll talk later." We rode in silence the entire way. When we arrived, a ten-year-old girl came dashing over and clung to Lenora affectionately. “Mommy, why did you take so long? Daddy’s been waiting for you forever!” Daddy? My eyes burned with rage—until I saw my old friend Nathan Grant stepping out to greet us with a smile. "Lily, come to Daddy. Mommy’s tired—don’t bother her now." When I met Lenora’s eyes, the guilt I saw there told me everything I needed to know. I turned away and texted my assistant, Morgan Williamson, to begin acquiring the company that, by right, had always belonged to me. He soon reported back. "Mr. Brooke, the acquisition process will be completed in three days."

As I gazed into his eyes, I couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity, as if I had known him for years. "There's something about you," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Something that draws me to you." He smiled, revealing a set of perfect teeth. "I feel it too," he said, his voice low and melodic. "It's like we were meant to meet." I couldn't deny the electricity that coursed through me as he spoke, and I found myself leaning closer to him, wanting to feel his warmth. "Who are you?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. He chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling with amusement. "I'm just a guy," he said. "But I've been told that I have a certain charm." I couldn't help but laugh at his modesty, knowing full well that he was more than just a guy. He had an aura about him, a sense of confidence and self-assurance that was both intimidating and alluring. As we continued to talk, I found myself opening up to him, sharing things that I had never told anyone before. It was like he was a confidant, someone that I could trust with my deepest secrets. And as we parted ways, I knew that I had met someone special. He was more than just a guy, he was a kindred spirit, a soulmate that I had been searching for all my life.

Conan Hamilton's true love secretly wears my wedding gown. She's pregnant, and she slips and falls when we argue. After being taken to the hospital, she's told that she'll never have another child. Conan is furious. He banishes me abroad to be a nun. A year later, he comes to the nunnery to take me home. However, all he finds is that I've long since broken free. I even have a child in my arms. His eyes are red as he snarls, "Are you trying to use the child to force me to marry you? Or do you just want to mock Queenie for not being able to bear children anymore?" He has no idea that the child isn't his. He also doesn't know that I'm about to marry someone else.

"You are coming with us", Bryan the first born twin said with no room for argument to Kira. "I am not going anywhere with both of you", Kira snarled at them. "You are going to come with us Mate, when we get back to the pack, then we can talk about everything else", Aiden said to her. "I said, NO", Kira yelled at them, "I will never go back to that pack, I will never go anywhere with you two, I don't even want to be mated to both of you", she told them and started laughing while cleaning off the tears that rolled down from her eyes, "Do you know what?", she raised her brow at them,  "I reje-" But before she could complete that sentence, the Alpha twins quickly grabbed her, each on one side, their fangs elongated and bit down on her neck, marking her forcefully. Omega Kira at seventeen was exiled from her pack, accused of something she had nothing to do with by the Alpha Twins of her pack, Alpha Bryan Tyrell and Alpha Aiden Tyrell. Three years later they meet again, under an unusual circumstance and it turns out that Kira is the Alpha twins Mate.

Quand son père lui annonce qu'il part étudier en Argentine, Gustave, dix-sept ans, pense partir en voyage linguistique. En réalité, le jeune lycéen intègre malgré lui l'internat d'une école privée très particulière, gouvernée de main de fer par le colonel Perez, militaire retors dont les enseignements ne semblent connaître ni lois ni limites. Pour Gustave et ses camarades, totalement coupés du monde extérieur, le cauchemar commence… Céline Servat vit dans les Pyrénées Haute-Garonnaises où elle travaille comme assistante sociale. Lectrice de la première heure, elle a toujours aimé écrire, principalement des nouvelles dont plusieurs ont été primées. Internato est le premier roman d'une trilogie.

High School Badass ( SUGA HIGH ) ️ PROLOGUE️ SUGA HIGH SCHOOL, that's the name of the the school. In Suga high, some set of students has authority over the teacher, when they are talking teachers dare not talk, who are they ? The daughter of the owner of the school, The school idols, The daughter of the largest shareholder, The richest guy in the school. This set of people are to be treated with special care, that is the No1 rule all teachers must follow. We also have Jeanne Salva, she's neither rich not poor, she's from a middle class family, she just got transferred from Toppas high to Suga high. Now the question is: How will Jeanne cope in her new school ? Are there reasons behind her transfer ? Will all teachers blend with the rule to treat some students specially ? Will Suga high ever change from it's corrupt way ? Is this all about the school or is there more to it ? Find out in this story.

"Do you think her highness went to talk to our king?" Cindy asked. "No way, that would be a mistake" Amore answered. "Why is that?" I asked curiously. They looked at each other for some minutes. "Girls we are all servants here," Miriam said trying to make them spill anything they know. "The king is busy preparing the wedding" Cindy answered in a whisper. "Oh yes preparing it on lady Grace" Amore answered with laughter. "Lady Grace?" Debby asked. "Yes, lady Grace the beautiful daughter of lord Ridder" Cindy answered. "You mean, he is having sex with her right now as we speak?. As in he sleeps with her?" I asked trying to understand what I thought I was hearing wrong. "The king sleeps with Almost half of the castle ladies, the king finds pleasure in all the women here, mostly the younger ones, but his best is lady Grace. I can bet you five tails of gold right now, when you go upstairs you will hear the screams, he can never get enough of lady Grace. Every time we walk by, we could hear their moans and groans, and at times when the king sits with lady Grace on his throne, he touches her almost everywhere, his not afraid to show everyone how much she means to him," Amore said. "Poor princess, she will be marrying a man who is in love with another, rumor has it that our king only agreed to marry the princess because of the ministers who advised him to do it, he wanted to wed lady Grace but the ministers couldn't agree on it," Cindy said as I sat down powrlessly. "It seems our princess is really unlucky" I whispered sadly. I truly was unlucky to be marrying such a horrible man.

Love For The Wicked Book Three. In my eyes, the world is a huge sandbox created for the big boys. Girls, money, business… and I always strive to come out on top until my father gave me an ultimatum. I needed to find a wife, or I’d lose my rights to the family business. I found the perfect woman for the scheme I devised, of course. She was beautiful, feisty, the picture-perfect wife to make my father believe I was done playing games. In return, she needed a favor, the kind that takes nine months to deliver. The rules were laid out meticulously, from the no touching to fake falling in love. After a year, we would part ways amicably with no hassle, no demands, and no regrets; after all, it was all just a game. As my plan took its course, it dawned on me that playing house was a game I never should have played. She started to grow on me, from that sexy little pout to the late nightcap, the endless dirty banter, and even the fights we had. I realize I enjoyed having her around. Trouble is, how will I make her believe I am not playing games anymore? That I don’t want her to be just my contract wife, that I don’t want twelve months with her but more?

"You..should reject me, this is wrong," I rasp out between his powerful thrusts, wanting to push him away but my wolf is totally against it, making my body betray me and becoming even more welcoming to him by squirting in abandon. Calhoun's sweaty brow raises in amusement as he hooks my legs around his hard, naked waist, "we were made mates for a reason, I cannot throw that away," "I don't want to hurt my mother, not anymore .." my last word ends up in a quivered moan because he is going at a full speed now, making my eyes travel into the back of my head. No, this is wrong! "You already started hurting her on the night you parted those legs for me," Calhoun voice supress my moans as he pounds hard into my dripping wet honeypot. *** It all started the night I turned twenty-one. I was dared by my friends to hook-up with a total stranger. Tipsy and determined to be a badass, I approached the most powerful man in the club and had hot steamy sex with him in the back seat of his car. The following day, I traveled for my mom's wedding and came to find out that the stranger I hooked up with is to be my stepfather. And as if that isn't enough, we are mates.