You Are My One And Only One

One night. One mistake. Now I’m working for the man who can never know it was me. I never saw his face. He never asked for my name. But for one stolen night, I was his obsession. Until morning came—and I vanished like a secret. Now I’m Emery Scott, just another assistant at Valenrose Beauty Group… And he’s Jason Hale—my new CEO. Cold. Powerful. And still haunted by the mystery woman who touched him like no one else ever has. He doesn’t recognize me. But he remembers the curve of a birthmark. The scent of my skin. And he’s hunting for her… for me. I thought I could hide in plain sight. Until he starts looking at me like I belong to him. Until I realize I’m not the only one keeping secrets. Because Jason Hale doesn’t just want the woman from that night— He wants everything. And the deeper he falls… The more dangerous it becomes to stay.

Who wants to become a replacement in someone else wedding day? Anthony Enriquez has a long history of failed relationships until it was concluded with a marriage but all of a sudden, the bride ran away with another man at the very last minute. Gretchen Kennedy is a modern-day Cinderella who was forced to escape from humiliation of her nasty step sisters and harassment from her step-father. Trying to seek safety and refuge, she went as far as Mexico. The two brokenhearted people yet single at the moment accidentally met in Mexico. Anton and Gretchen never imagined themselves being forced to marry a total stranger as a replacement bride and groom for that once in a lifetime special occasion any man and woman could ever dream of. The two imperfect people were matched by fate to make them believe that love at first sight and marriage can really happen. However, after consuming the first hundred days together, they made a serious decision to face the giant in their own lives. How will Anton and Gretchen forget the memory of their perfect replacement marriage? Will they accept the challenge of a real married life or remain single forever?

Does love conquer all? Even gender? Even society? Even life? What will happen when a bad boy fell in love? Marc and Gary, two hot-tempered guys. Marc the bad boy met Gary the mysterious transfer student. What happens when Marc got attracted to Gary who is straight and has past. What will a bad boy do to attract Gary's attention? Can they really be together? Or will Marc's obsession turn things to ugly situations that he will regret...

This book contains high sexual content, it is not for readers younger than 🔞 It was never supposed to happen, all I craved was one night of pleasure but it became unstoppable. Step into a world where desire wears many faces and passion refuses to play by the rules. One night stand series is a seductive collection of erotic tales that unravel the hidden cravings, forbidden temptations, and raw emotions of lovers who dare to cross boundaries. From dangerous affairs that blur the line between love and obsession, to reckless encounters that awaken secrets long buried, each story plunges you into an intimate world of unrestrained heat. These are not just stories of lust they are stories of longing, vulnerability, and the intoxicating pull of what should be off-limits.

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

"Where I'm I?" I asked myself as I looked around to see I could see any form of life around me. I began walking back, I tried to retrace my steps and go back to the pack, back to Orion, Elijah and Henry. I was a fool to let Liam's words get to me like that. I have heard of what other packs do wolves without packs, mostly females. The warriors at the pack gate had gotten a whiff of my scent; they howled to inform the others that there was an intruder. I kept running, I was so focused on escaping the fangs of my pursuers, that I failed to pay attention to my environment. I tripped on a rock and fell to the ground, I was terrified. The wolves were already over me, I was about to be killed. I heard another howl. The wolf was outnumbered three to one, but he managed to overpower the other three. I saw an opportunity to run and I did. “What is the problem? we would get killed if we stayed there a bit longer!" "Mate, don't let them kill mate." My wolf cried, I was a bit lost. I clearly know that my mate is Liam despite him rejecting me. As the wolves prepared to attack, we heard someone yell; "Enough!!!" The three wolves stopped dead on their tracks. I turned to see that it was a member of their pack, and it seemed that he was the beta of their pack. "Don't fight him, Never in my life would I have killed one of Orion Blackthorn's sons." The beta said as he transformed into a huge brown wolf. "Now, Liam Blackburn, let's dance." Did I just hear Liam? Why did he come to save me?”

“I’ll do anything! I’ll become a slave if you want me to! I’ll wash with the omegas’ if you want me to! I’ll do anything. But don’t let me go with him, please, father! I’ll do anything! I’ll kill myself even if you want me to! Father, please!” She pleaded persistently, not minding the looks the people of the pack gave her. **************** Stacey Linghann, daughter of the Linghann pack, and the useless and weak princess of the pack has never for once seen love the entire of her life, even from her parents. Lucien Malskolvi, the head of all devils as known to be, has set his eyes on her and needed something she had in her, something no one could ever possess. Ronan Riker, the gentle but dangerous Alpha of all rogues, has set his eyes on her because the devil liked her, and he wanted everything the devil set his eyes upon. Caught in between the two Alphas, each with great power. Would Stacey find love, or would it just be a battle of power?

She paints beauty. He sees obsession. Crystal Morgan,a young lady who majored in art with a rising reputation, though her talent would open doors– gallery showcases or even peace. But when unsettling messages begin to appear, her recent pictures – Crystal realizes someone has been watching her. Someone who knows too much. As her world turns darker with each brush stroke,the line between admiration and fixation blurs. And the masterpiece he's obsessed with ….is her.

A week after I gave birth via C-section, Mark Whitman invited his friends over to celebrate the birth of our son. The crowd was boisterous—more than a dozen people. Not one of them bothered to remove their dirty shoes. The wooden floor was soon covered in muddy footprints. Mark came into the room and, without a hint of concern, ordered me out of bed. "Everyone's waiting outside. Don't just hide here and rest—you're embarrassing me in front of our guests." I had no choice but to push through the pain, forcing my body to prepare a huge meal for the large crowd, all on my own. When I carried the final bowl of steaming soup to the table, Lily Hoyte—whether intentionally or not—jabbed her hand against the wound on my abdomen. My hand trembled from the sudden pain, and the bowl slipped slightly, spilling the hot soup onto Lily's shoes. Mark's face darkened instantly. "What the heck did you do, Cammy? Lily rushed here right after her plane landed from overseas to see our son, and this is how you treat her?" The crowd quickly chimed in. "Come on, Cammy, no need to be so petty." "Mark and Lily grew up together. If there was really something between them, do you think you'd even be here now?" "Do you even know how much those shoes cost? They're limited edition—easily over ten thousand dollars. And you just ruined them." Lily stood up awkwardly, her eyes misting with tears. "If Cammy doesn't like me," she said softly, "then I'll leave. I don't want to be a bother." But Mark grabbed her hand in an exaggerated display of protection, his voice harsh as he turned to me. "Wipe Lily's shoes clean. Right now." His partiality for Lily made something sharp twist in my chest. My lips quivered as I fought back tears. "The wound on my stomach hasn't healed yet. I can't bend over." At that, his expression grew colder. "Don't use childbirth as an excuse. If you can't bend over, then kneel and wipe them. And if you won't, get out of my house!"

When I was young, my uncle and his family had died in a fire to save me, leaving behind only their three-year-old daughter. Thus, she became the most lovable member of our family. Later, she and I were involved in a car accident. As the blood and amniotic fluid mixed together, I clutched my husband's hand and begged him to save me and our children. However, he swatted my hand away and said impatiently, "Don't you realize Alice had hurt her bones?" My mother also scolded me, "Why are you still craving attention at a crucial moment like this? You are so cruel. Do you want Alice to be crippled for the rest of her life?" Just like that, I watched helplessly as they left with all the doctors, leaving me all alone. In the end, I died along with my adorable twin babies. When they heard the news, the ones who despised me most went crazy.