levi is a flower

Lili, an orphan of the endless wars, had no one to thank aside from the old mistress who saved her from the slum alleys. Hired as a servant in the same orphanage where she grew up, Lili would learn that everything that she had believed in was nothing but a lie. In the midst of despair and hopelessness, Lili would meet a masked Duke, a mysterious man who spews fire. His first greetings, 'Will you be my wife', as stunning as his emerald-hued eyes. With the Duke on her side, the hidden clues about Lili's true identity slowly unveiled themselves, one secret at a time. And before the couple even knew it, the abyss had already dragged them into the true world of power and lies. A story of a possessive dragon duke and his mischievous flowery wife.

A handsome yet pale-looking man suddenly appeared in front of Celestine. A vampire! That's what she thinks when she saw his pointed fangs. She was about to run to save her life but the vampire quickly grabbed her shoulder. "Where are you going, Lady?" he asked her in a dangerous tone. "P-Please, d-don't kill me. I'm willing to do anything just spare my life," Celestine begged the vampire, her body trembling in fear of the ruthless creature in front of her. "Really?" the vampire smiled, his fangs shows up and it only makes Celestine frightened even more. "Then be my slave!" Unwilling to die, Celestine agreed to become the vampire's slave. But she didn't expect that she will fall in love with him. And thus, they started a vampire-human relationship. But she becomes the target of another powerful vampire because she was the weakness of Trevor, which she discovered awakened because of her blood. Now, she will not only face Trevor's enemies but also needs to face her father who hated Trevor for many years.

In the midst of the darkness of my soul, I have found Chiara Bianchi, a withered flower. I am Wolfgang Krüger, a cruel and heartless man. Seeking revenge, I kidnap Chiara, determined to make her suffer as her uncle has made my family suffer. But Chiara is much more than a defenseless victim. I discover that her beauty hides a deep pain, and her silence tells me stories I could never imagine. Chiara is mute, trapped in a world where words cannot escape her lips. The torture I had planned for her turns into a dangerous game, an internal struggle that I cannot control. Every day, I find myself watering her withered garden, wishing to bring life back to her face and challenging my own cruel instincts.

With his hair as white as snow, blue eyes carrying weight as deep as the ocean and porcelain skin that looks almost translucent under the sun, Gavin has become his pack's subject of ridicule and abuse. At first it was just because of his appearance, and then he presented as an omega, the lowest of ranks, and it just only became worse. On top of that, he’s the only one who couldn’t even shift, a disgrace of a shifter who cannot even embrace their wolf. Living his whole life like this, he has come to accept it, and acknowledged that maybe this is really just his fate.A news of a pack visiting to look for their pack alpha’s son’s mate spreads like wild fire and soon after, everyone in his pack prepared of it. Everyone waited with bated breaths only for them to be beyond disappointed when the alpha’s eyes landed on Gavin, eyes glinting gold. With both packs unhappy with the turn of events, how would Gavin’s life turn out now? If only they knew who he really is, if only he knew, would he have allowed them to look down on him like this?In between disapproving looks and attempts to get rid of him, Gavin finds love whom he had ever only heard of before, the kind of love that people wrote and sang about, cried for, and died for.“Has anyone ever told you that you resemble snow? Your voice reminds me of it, gentle, almost crooning, but still cold. Even your scent, cinnamon and a bit like molasses. You greatly remind me of winter.”“Really? That’s lovely to hear. I love winter.”He smiles.“So do I.”

"“Funny, charming, and utterly captivating! I devoured this sparkling read.” - New York Times bestselling author Annika Martin The man I hate might be the first one to pluck my petals… Confession: I, Dandelion “Dani” Wright, am twenty-six years old and have yet to be deflowered. No man has hosed my hyacinth. Fondled my freesia. Diddled my daffodil. You get the point. My excuse? I was too busy running my family’s flower shop and winning floral design competitions. Suddenly that whole pesky virginity thing becomes a big deal when Jacob West walks back into my life. The boy I once loved. The same boy who humiliated me when he stood me up for prom. This Jacob is no boy, though: he’s all man now—confident, charming, and so sexy my metaphorical blossoms are getting scorched. I can almost forget I’m supposed to hate him forever. Almost. To make things worse, he’s my main competition now, since he took over his parents’ flower shop. If I give into this sizzling attraction between us, it could jeopardize everything I’ve worked so hard to achieve. But if I’m not careful, he might not just be the first man to pluck my petals—he might also be the only man to capture my heart."

Grace Rue, surviving from all sort of disasters fate brought upon her, works as a sex worker in the famous club, 'Paradiso'. Adapting to this lifestyle, finding it the only way to control men's desires, she considers herself a queen but gets an offer from a mafia, Levi, to become his sex partner.

On their engagement day, her fiancé cheated with her sister, and pushed her down the stairs even though she was pregnant!Five years later, Charmine Jiang made an impactful return, rooted with a deep hatred for scumbags. She was cold-hearted, ready to fight for the family money, eyed to become a supermodel. She was ready to stun the world.Although she was determined to make her own money for revenge, hordes of men still insisted on helping her, spoiling her.“Who offended my lady? Get the gears ready!”“AK999 ready, I’ve got the scumbags! Dad, Mom, please bring me a little sister!”

"I’m a good girl—until I got drunk in Vegas and married a panties-flaming-hot Irishman. Oops. I’ve always lived my life by the rules. Unlike my two sisters, I’m the good one. The responsible one. Going outside my comfort zone is when I wear red lipstick before five PM. That comfort zone of mine? It’s smashed to smithereens on a wild night in Las Vegas when I met—and married—Liam Gallagher. After one shot of tequila, then two, then too many to count, a good girl’s rules tend to disappear. And so do her panties, and her bra, and various other articles of clothing when she’s with an Irishman who knows his way around a woman’s body. Now my husband wants us to stay married. For six months. He says it’ll be worth my while. Considering our chemistry underneath the sheets, I can’t say that he’s wrong. Liam isn’t safe, though. Liam definitely isn’t comfortable. He’s like the male equivalent of wearing red lipstick in the daytime all wrapped up in an irresistible, dangerous package. Yet this stubborn Irishman isn’t about to let me go, drunken Princess Bride-themed Vegas wedding or no. Now I have to decide if I’m brave enough to break the rules for love."

แต่งงานกันมา 5 ปี ไม่เคยพูดกันดี ๆ เลยสักครั้ง เมียก็แรง ผัวก็แรง ตีกันจนกลายเป็นกิจวัตรประจำวัน แต่น่าแปลกที่คำว่า 'หย่า' ไม่เคยถูกพูดออกมาเลยสักครั้ง

Once upon a time, Kayla thought she and Winston would be together until the day they died. She would never have expected them to take separate paths so soon. After retrieving her diagnosis report, she sees him holding another woman in his arms. A final tear trickles down her face. She's tired and doesn't want to use whatever time she has left to argue with him. She makes the arrangements for everything that will happen after her death. Then, she prepares a final gift for Winston. From this day onward, she'll leave for the afterworld while he remains on Earth. They won't see each other again.