Kristen Story Archive

Serena Collins bekerja di sebuah perusahaan ternama di London. Hidupnya terasa sempurna, apalagi ia memiliki kekasih bernama Ethan. Namun, segalanya hancur ketika Serena mendapati penghianatan Ethan dengan kakak tirinya sendiri. Di tengah kepedihan itu, Serena justru terjerat dalam sebuah perjanjian dengan Steave Alexander, Presdir karismatik sekaligus paman Ethan. Awalnya hanya demi keuntungan masing-masing, tapi perlahan muncul hasrat yang tak terbendung di antara mereka. Mampukah Serena bertahan menghadapi permainan hati yang penuh resiko, atau justru menemukan cinta sejatinya di tempat yang tak terduga?

ร่างแกร่งของชายหนุ่มที่เพิ่งกลับจากทำงานหนักทั้งวัน พร้อมลูกน้องที่เดินตามหลังมานับสิบ สายตาคู่เย็นเฉียบเรียบนิ่ง ไม่บ่งบอกอารมณ์ แม่บ้านหลายคนที่เดินออกมารับ พร้อมเตรียมรองเท้า รับของที่เจ้านายหนุ่มถือมา “ทำไมบ้านเงียบ?” “คุณท่านไม่อยู่ค่ะ” แม่บ้านเอ่ย “อืม แล้ว…” “เฮียยยยยยย” เสียงใสๆของหญิงสาวที่กำลังวิ่งมาอย่างร่าเริงเข้ามาหา ก่อนกระโดดกอดเขาเต็มแรง “หรรษา ทำไมหนูต้องวิ่ง” “รอเฮียมาทั้งวัน กว่าจะเสด็จกลับมานะคะ”หรรษาเอ่ย “รอเฮียทำไม จะเอาอะไรอีก” “หนูขอออกไปเที่ยวนะคืนนี้” หรรษาเอ่ย “จะไปก็ไปซิ ปกติหนูก็ไปไม่ใช่เหรอหรรษา” กะตัญเอ่ย “หนูจะขอพาเอแคลไปด้วยไงคะ” “ทำไมต้องพาเอแคบไปด้วย?” “ก็น้องจบม.6แล้ว หนูจะพาไปฉลอง เป็นอันว่าขอแล้วนะคะ ฟ่อดดด รักเฮียจัง” เอแคลที่หรรษาพูดถึง เป็นหนึ่งในสาวใช้ในบ้าน ซึ่งเธอเป็นหลานสาวของหัวหน้าแม่บ้านที่นี่ โตที่นี่ และดินแดนกับพาเพลินก็เอ็นดูส่งเสียให้เรียน “นี่สาบานว่าเป็นแฝดผมจริง” กะตัญเอ่ยกับป้าแม่บ้าน “คุณหนูหรรษาร่าเริงจริงๆค่ะ”

“นายจะไปไหนไคเลอร์!” “ผมก็จะออกไปทำงานครับ” บอดี้การ์ดหนุ่มรูปหล่อที่มีใบหน้าเรียบนิ่งเอ่ยออกมาอย่างรู้สถานะกับหญิงสาวที่ขึ้นชื่อว่าเป็นนาย “ นายเป็นของฉัน!” “ ครับ ชีวิตนี้ของผมก็เป็นของคุณหนู คุณหนูจะเอามันคืนผมก็ยินดีครับ” “ นายก็รู้!!! แล้วทำไมผู้หญิงคนนั้นถึงเข้ามาในชีวิตนาย!! ทั้งที่รู้ว่าฉันไม่ชอบ!” “.............” “ เงียบทำไม ทำไมนายไม่พูดออกมา!! เถียงมาสิว่าฉันเข้าใจผิด!! นายเถียงฉันมาสิว่าทั้งหมดไม่ใช่เรื่องจริง ฉันแค่คิดไปเอง!!” “ ผมไม่มีอะไรจะเถียงคุณหนูครับ” “ไคเลอร์!!” นิยายรุ่นลูกจากเรื่อง กลรักร้าย เจ้านายมาเฟีย และรุ่นน้องของมาเฟีย จากเรื่อง เล่ห์รัก กลร้าย เจ้านายมาเฟีย , หมอมาร์เวล จากเรื่อง กลรัก คุณหมอมาเฟีย เซ็ตครอบครัว บ้านปีกขวา

At the class session joined by the school leaders and officials from the Department of Education, my lecture PPT was swapped for a sensational "Mistress's Charge Letter". "Charge one. Willingly being the other woman makes her an unsuitable role model for students." "Charge two. Attempting to secure a higher position through sex." "Charge three. Menacing the lawful wife with the absurd hope of advancing through pregnancy." Amidst the leaders and officials, my husband's illegitimate child accused me of disrupting her parents' marriage. In the name of "expelling the mistress to achieve justice", she coerced me, the true wife, into a humiliating bow to the mistress. I confronted my husband upon his arrival, "Care to explain? Why didn't I know that you had an illegitimate daughter?" He responded with a strike to the girl's face. "Where are you from, you unruly child? You're so ill-mannered!"

During our decade together, I stay by Felix Valentino's side as he slowly ascends to the peak of the mafia world. I become the woman he trusts most. However, he secretly names an island that we fought for and won together after my best friend, Lilian Fenati. Why? Because Lilian is terminally ill. Her dying wish is to marry Felix on the island named after her. Felix clamps down on this and forbids anyone from telling me. He has no idea Lilian live streams the whole thing for me. That night, I cry my heart out. Meanwhile, Felix spends the night with Lilian. I lie in a pool of blood. My heart condition acts up, and my breathing starts to slow. Where is Felix? At the hospital with Lilian. Five days later, I accept a marriage proposal from Harold Bonanno, the mafia king.

My father-in-law said he wanted to experience "how the young folks have fun these days," so I took him to my wife's newly opened upscale cocktail bar for a quiet drink. I’d just finished ordering him a custom cocktail when a man from a booth across the room swaggered over, glass in hand. His eyes scanned the drink menu on our table, and a condescending smirk twisted his lips. "Only ordering the cheapest well drinks?" he sneered. "Brought the old man here to enjoy the free air conditioning? Trash like you belongs in a dive bar. Who even let you in here?" Anger burned in my chest. I stood up, my jaw clenched. "We're paying customers. What's it to you?" But before I could say another word, his face darkened with pure rage. He snatched the half-finished beer bottle from our table and smashed it on my head. "My girl owns this place!" he snarled. "Even if I crack your skull open, I can afford the payout! You filthy pauper—either get on your knees and lick my shoes dry, or get the hell out of my sight. You're an eyesore." The beer dripped down my face. My hands trembled with fury as I wiped it away. Then, a cold calm settled over me. I opened my phone, switched to the camera, and went live. "Alright, everyone," I said into the screen. "You won't want to miss this. We're going live to catch my cheating wife and see the double life she's been leading."

If you were born again in a world with true gods and magic, what would you do? Earn wealth and become a rich man on the continent? Become a noble and take what you want in your fiefdom? Become a mage and gain powerful strength and knowledge? Travel across the continent and get up close and personal with legendary figures? Become a true god and become an eternal being. Children make choices, but all time travellers have to. Kristen Stewart, Dragon Vein Warlock, Genius Mage, Hereditary Noble of the Kingdom of France, No. 1 on the Continent

Adrain Tremont is not your usual CEO. He doesn't wear the latest Armani and has the temperance of a bear. Kristen Lancaster is not your usual spoilt brat. Though she wears the latest shoes and bags, she has a head for business and she is one of the best in the game. They both are very different, and most of all, they are both crazy. Add in Adrian's hot younger brother, Tommy, and we have a love triangle. What happens when crazy meets crazy?

The moment my best friend dashes into the lottery shop ahead of me and rattles off that familiar string of numbers, I know instantly that she has been reborn, too. In my past life, my best friend and I were shortlisted for an interview at a Global 500 company just before graduation. However, there was only one opening available. On the day of the interview, I had a sudden urge to buy a lottery ticket, but as a result, I missed the interview, and my best friend got the job. As it turned out, I won the jackpot, totaling 50 million dollars. After graduation, I lived a carefree life, lounging at home and living off the interest. Meanwhile, after entering the company, my best friend was paid little and got bullied every single day. Eventually, she vented her anger on me and shoved me off a rooftop. I died from the fall instantly. After my death, my boyfriend covered for her, twisting the story to claim that I'd gone mad from idling too long and jumped on my own. The two of them fed on my misfortune, becoming influencers with millions of fans and raking in fortune. When I open my eyes again, I am reborn to the very day I bought that lottery ticket.

The intern secretly submitted a voluntary pay-cut application on my behalf. As a result, my salary dropped from $10,000 to $2,000. When I found out and confronted him, my boss and colleagues all defended him. "The company is not doing great right now. Oscar was just trying to save costs for us. Do you have to nickel-and-dime over this?" With my salary so low, I couldn't afford the special medication for my chronic migraines, and one day I passed out at my desk during an attack. But the intern snuck a video of me unconscious and posted it on the company's website. He even whipped up a detailed 100-page slideshow breaking down how I was slacking off on the clock and dumping all my work on him. Overnight, I was labeled a workplace bully. My boss gave me the cold shoulder, and my colleagues whispered about me. Even worse, some extreme "anti-workplace-bullying" activists tracked me down to my home, showed up with two cans of gasoline, and burned me and my parents alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on that very day when the intern had submitted my pay-cut form. In this second chance at life, I would make sure everyone saw the intern for who he truly was.