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“Jangan lewat sana!” Amira menarik tangan Raga keras. Dia melotot saat melihat Raga menepis tangannya. “Kalau mau narik perhatian cowok, tidak harus begini.” Raga sinis menatap. “Aku akan melaporkan kamu sebagai penguntit.” Amira menendang kaki Raga karena terlampau kesal. “Ya sudah, pergi sana kalau kamu mau mati!” ketus Amira tidak peduli. Raga tidak tahu saja kalau Amira bisa melihat masa depan. Lima belas menit lagi, akan ada penjahat yang menangkap cowok itu. Biar saja. Menolong Raga pun tidak ada untungnya buat Amira.

If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way... It's pretty simple: 1) Don't get caught 2) Always have a Plan B 3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life! Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it. In the book of being BAD, there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination... Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you. Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff. Number three: You aren't bad until quite frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy. ~*~ "I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face. I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face. "So...?" He says after a couple of seconds of silence. "So what?" "So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasizing on the stupid name. His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite. I smirked, "Then find me one." Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off. "I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into liquorice," he scoffs. "Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play."

Past hurts have taught Vivienne Bouvier not to shy away from danger or show fear, not even when she encounters the ruthless Adonis Knight, CEO to Crimson Inc. But things are not always what they seem, and Vivienne may not be the only one with secrets up her sleeve—secrets of the shapeshifting, moon goddess, mates variety. As feelings and temptations ignite, old enemies start to close in on all sides, and with a potential war brewing they know they must fight to win, as failure could mean their deaths.

Willow Fletcher never asked for Ridgeway Academy. To her, the school was a fortress of wealth and privilege, where polished smiles masked sharp cruelty. But when the scholarship came, she had no choice but to step into its glittering, dangerous halls. Sweet, soft, and unworldly, Willow stood out the moment she arrived. The whispers began instantly, mockery laced with jealousy. No matter how kind she was, Ridgeway’s elite branded her an outsider. Yet, envy followed her every step. With her porcelain skin and delicate beauty, she was impossible to ignore. Especially to him. Ian Blackwood. Ridgeway’s crown jewel. The untouchable guy with a smile girls would burn for and a heart made of ice. Brilliant, composed, devastatingly charming, he was everything they wanted, and the very reason they ended up shattered. His friends thrived on games and chaos, but Ian? Ian preferred precision. A silent hunter. And Willow had caught his eye. She wasn’t desperate for him, and that was her mistake. Her innocence tempted him, and temptation was something Ian never resisted. When his friends dared him to make her fall, he accepted without hesitation. Because Willow Fletcher wasn’t just another conquest. She was a challenge. And Willow Fletcher was the kind of challenge he intended to savour before destroying

On the day of my wedding with Hannah Hawkes, her first love, Lucas Tate, sends his critical notice to her. He mentions that he wants to wear a wedding tuxedo one last time at a wedding before his death. In order to fulfill Lucas' wish, Hannah locks me up in a lounge and gets ready to attend the wedding with him. Her impatient voice echoes outside the door. "Why are you so cold-blooded? Lucas is about to die, you know! What's the harm in letting him have his way?" Some time after that, Freya Jensen, the young woman who lives next door, gets up to the rooftop and begs me to marry her. With red-rimmed eyes, Hannah asks pleadingly, "Are you going to give up on our seven-year relationship because of her?" I merely slap her hand away. "Am I supposed to watch Freya die? It's just a marriage registration. Stop being cold-blooded, will you?"

"พี่เป็นคนมีความอดทนสูงก็จริง แต่อย่าให้มันหมด" สิ้นเสียงทุ้มบอก มือแกร่งก็ค่อย ๆ ผละออกจากเรียวแขนบาง แต่ก็ไม่วาย "หวังว่าเราจะไม่ทำหรือพูดอะไรแบบนั้นให้พี่ได้ยินอีกพี่มีความอดทนครับ แต่มันไม่ได้มากขนาดนั้น"

Bad boys. That's the only thing standing between Isaac and his happily ever after. But they are all he seems to be attracted to. To change that, he decides to bad-boy-detox to find the man who's good enough for him. But will he manage to fix his bad boy problem when the two bad boys he fears losing his heart to the most insist on dragging him back into their lives? One, a guitar-strumming rock star bad boy he had a one-night stand with and swore to stay away from. Two, the neighbourhood bad boy who also happens to be his high school love who broke his heart years ago. Isaac knows letting both boys back into his life could be a big mistake. But…what if it could be different this time round? Maybe he can find his happily ever after with the right bad boy…right? MATURE LANGUAGE & THEMES|BXB|LGBTQ+ [THIS IS A SPIN-OFF OF LOVING JUDE, BUT CAN BE READ AS A STANDALONE BOOK.] Updates MON/WED/FRI

CAUTION ⚠️: THIS STORY HAS MATURE CONTENTS, AND IT'S RATED 18+ PLEASE! Isabella Parker sold her innocence to save her mother, but the bad boy she sold it to refused to ever let her go. When life pushed Isabella to the edge, she had only one choice, that was to sell the only thing she had left: herself. Her mother was dying, the bills were piling up, and the world had turned its back on her. That was when Kade, the arrogant, cold-hearted bad boy, came into her life. He made her an offer she couldn’t refuse: one month of her body in exchange of money. But Isabella didn’t know that Kade wasn’t a guy who honored boundaries. He didn’t just want her for a month, he wanted to own her. To mark her. To make her forget who she was before he came into the picture. “You’re mine to touch, no one else’s,” he growled, his voice dark and commanding, igniting a fire she’d never felt before. What began as a desperate deal soon turned into a dangerous obsession. Will Isabella lose her heart to a bad boy like Kade or refuse to let Kade claim her?

"Take off your glasses, Lyric," Gavin whispered, his breath tickling her ear. Lyric's heart raced as she hesitated, her fingers trembling on the frames. She gestured, <> Gavin's smile was sly, "Because, babe, I want to corrupt that innocent mouth of yours. And I don't want anything getting in the way." ### Lyric Spencer, a mute and introverted nerd, is the target of relentless bullying at school. But when her best friend dares her to write her New Year's wish and hand it to Santa, Lyric's life takes a dramatic turn. Her wish? To lose her virginity to Gavin Hawkins, the school's notorious bad boy and star hockey player. Gavin, known for his one-night stands and unmatched charm, is nicknamed "The Wall" for his prowess on and off the ice. When Santa hands him Lyric's note, he's shocked to discover the quiet, curvy girl he's had his eye on wants him too. Gavin proposes a deal: he'll grant Lyric's wish if she tutors him. But as they spend more time together, Lyric's innocence and intelligence captivate Gavin, threatening to upend their initial agreement. Will Lyric become just another conquest, or will Gavin find himself craving more?

เมื่อความรักมันต้องพังลง 'เพราะตัวของเธอเอง' 'เธอ' ถึงต้องยอม 'เขา' อยู่ร่ำไป แต่ใครจะรู้ว่า เหตุผลที่ต้องเลิกกันนั้นมันไม่ใช่ 'เธอ' แต่มันเป็นใครอื่นที่เธอเรียกว่า 'เพื่อน...' ---------------------- แม้ภายในใจจะบอบช้ำเพียงใดกับการปฏิเสธของเขา แต่เธอก็พยายามที่จะยิ้มออกมา เรียวแขนเล็กค่อย ๆ คลายออกจากลำคอแกร่งก่อนที่เธอจะเงยหน้าขึ้นสบสายตากับดวงตาคมที่มองหน้าเธอไม่ละสายตาเช่นเดียวกัน “เวลาเหนือมีอะไรกับเฌอรีน เหนือป้องกันหรือเปล่า” เสียงเล็ก ๆ ของเธอมันทำให้เขาหงุดหงิด พระพายจับชายเสื้อยืดของตัวเองก่อนจะถอดออกอย่างอ้อยอิ่ง “กลัว? กูต่างหากที่ต้องกลัว” “พายไม่ได้ทำอะไรกับใครมาเหมือนเหนือสักหน่อย” เธอพูดเสียงเบา ๆ พร้อมกับฝ่ามือบางที่ยกขึ้นปลดตะขอบราเซียร์สีหวานออก มีผลให้หน้าอกอวบอิ่มเกินขนาดดีดเด้งออกตามแรงโน้มถ่วงทันที พรึ่บ! พระพายยกฝ่ามือขึ้นกอบกุมความอวบอิ่มนั้นไว้ในอุ้งมือเมื่อถูกสายตาคมหลุดโฟกัสมองมันอย่างลืมตัว หมับ! “อ๊ะ!”