Amber Scream 5

結婚して5年。夫の周防雲人（すおう ゆくと）に不意に触れてしまうたび、彼はまるで汚物に触れたかのように顔をしかめ、私を消毒液に膝をつかせ、「女としての常識」をしつけた。 だがある時、彼の鎖骨に赤いキスマークがあるのを見つけ、つい触れてしまった。 彼は激怒してドアをバタンと閉めていったのに、なぜか今回は罰を与えなかった。 その時、私は甘くも、彼が少しずつ私の接触を受け入れ始めたのだと信じていた。 だが翌日、私の「初夜」が都内のセレブが集うオークションにかけられることが決まった。 雲人の友人たちは下品な笑みを浮かべ、いくらで落札するか話し合っている。 一方、雲人は冷たく手を洗いながら吐き捨てた。「涼子がキスした場所を触りやがって！何様のつもりだ。見てるだけで虫唾が走る」

私、小林喜乃（こばやし よしの）には、三年付き合っている彼氏がいる。 彼は私を甘く溺愛し、この上なく大切にしてくれていた。友人たちは皆、そんな私を羨んだ。 唯一の欠点を挙げるとすれば、彼が多忙すぎることだった。 いつもイベントや記念日の前になると、決まって出張に行かなければならなかった。 今年のバレンタインデー直前、彼の車の中でまったく同じプレゼントを二つ見つけてしまうまでは。 息が、止まった。 あの岩田景明（いわた けいめい）が、浮気？ 一度落とされた疑念の種は、真っ黒な根を張り、あっという間に芽を出し始める。 そしてついに、彼がバレンタインデーにまた「出張」へ行くというので、私はこっそりと後をつけた。 突き止めた浮気相手を問い詰めても、彼女は少しも悪びれる様子を見せず、ひどく堂々としていた。 自分が泥棒猫であることを、頑なに認めようとはしないのだ。 私は怒りで感情を爆発させ、彼女を景明の元へ引きずり出し、直接対決させてやろうと騒ぎ立てた。 すると彼女は、景明との婚姻届受理証明書を取り出し、私の顔に叩きつけてきたのだ。 「よく見なさいよ。一体どっちが『泥棒猫』なのかしら！」

昨日、私と一緒に帰省して正月を過ごす時間がないと言っていた婚約者が、こっそり私の実家行きの航空券を予約していた。 私は内心でほくそ笑んだ。沢城拓斗（さわしろ たくと）は交際中、サプライズを仕掛けるのが得意だった。 まさか、こんなに長く付き合ってきたのに、まだこんなサプライズを用意してくれるなんて思わなかった。 ちょうど父にこの知らせを伝えようとしたとき、義理の妹である神原優奈（かんばら ゆうな）が突然家族のグループチャットで、自分も彼氏を連れて帰省すると発表した。 親戚たちは次々にイケメンを見たいと騒ぎ始めた。 次の瞬間、拓斗と彼女のツーショットが次々とグループチャットに送られてきた。 【言ったでしょ、超イケメンだって。私と同い年よ】 【おお、こんな好青年を魅了したのか、優奈すごいな】 【ふん、もちろんよ。彼は私のことが大好きなんだから】 一瞬、私は息が止まった。 なるほど、彼が今年私が母の故郷で正月を過ごすと知った後、「一緒に帰れない」と言ったわけだ。 つまり、彼が私と出くわさないことを分かっていた。 私は震える手で拓斗に最後のメッセージを送った。 【780万の結納金は返すわ。私たち、終わりよ】

「今、この5秒で……彼にキスしてもバレないよね？」 広告代理店の「ドジっ子」社員・ルナの正体は、時間を5秒だけ【 停止・逆転・加速 】させる宇宙人！ だが能力が地球人にバレれば、即・母星へ強制送還。 無能を装い静かに暮らすはずが、ルナは「氷の暴君」と恐れられるエリート上司・九条蓮の絶体絶命な窮地を見てしまい……。 「あと5秒あれば、彼を救えるのに！」 禁断の力で密かに彼を救うルナ。だが完璧すぎる偶然に、九条の鋭い瞳が光る。 「君、ただのドジじゃないな？ 正体を吐くまで離さない」 正体を隠したい宇宙人vs執着MAXの溺愛上司。5秒の静寂で繰り広げられる【 隠密無双 】コメディドラマ、開幕！　第５話以後は毎日19:00更新予定です。

After years of running from her past, Lissa returns to the one place she never wanted to see again—her childhood home. The town hasn’t changed, but Lissa has. Now a mother, a wife, and a survivor, she’s trying to rebuild a life while standing on the crumbling foundation of her trauma. Just a few months. Just until she finds her footing. But the house doesn’t let go so easily. It smells of mildew and memory. Dust covers more than furniture—it coats every secret Lissa tried to bury. As she navigates motherhood, old friendships, and a strained relationship with her sister, Lissa discovers more than ghosts in the attic. A photograph violently scribbled out. A letter from someone she hoped was lost to time. And a journal that brings her back to the girl she used to be. Her husband, Colt, tries to be her anchor. Her son, Lucas, is her reason to fight. But a single name—just one letter, T—is all it takes to fracture her resolve. The past isn’t dead. It’s waiting in the basement. In a letter tucked behind old receipts. In the quiet corners of her memory where no one else can go. As the days pass, the house begins to feel like a trap.Lissa must decide if she’s strong enough to dig through the wreckage of her past… or if some secrets are better left buried. Told with raw emotion and atmospheric suspense, House of Quiet Screams is a story of trauma, resilience, and the silent strength it takes to confront what once felt un faceable. For Lissa, surviving was never the end of the story—facing what comes after might be the beginning.

Everyone is an open book who's waiting for someone to read and be appreciated. Stefan—a good brother who's willing to do everything to save his younger sister who suffers a serious condition called IHD. He changes his personality in Steffia's personae to escape those who attempt to sue him. Unexpectedly he met and married Travis Madrigal as Steffia. Since the wedding happened, a lot of dilemmas came into his way. How can he fix these dilemmas brought by the situation to him? Will their marriage do the way to ensure true feelings for each other? How can they face the struggles coming on their way? Will the pressure throwed by the society will break them apart or they will break each other because of the society`s norms?

When Todd and Emily go on a forbidden hike into the mysterious Forest that surrounds their small home village, strange sightings and occurrences lead to a harrowing quest full of adventure and magic. With a prophecy to fulfill the twins embark on their heroic journey to save Ambergath and their own world from certain destruction.

I opened my eyes to a dark, windowless room. Overhead, a voice crackled from the speakers. “Welcome to The Judgment Room. Each player will state the crime they committed. Do not lie. After all six of you speak, you will vote. The one with the most votes will be eliminated. “The game starts now.” In this deadly game, whose sins weighed the least?

Kelsie, an orphan at the age of 16 grieved for her father’s death. She’s fully aware that something was wrong, injustice was evident, and money was the culprit of everything that happened. Anger ignited in her heart and she’s determined to become a lawyer. She made a promise to her father’s grave and she’s certain she can fulfill it. Though the world has been cruel as her mother died giving birth to her, she had no other choice but to be brave in living life independently. Then she met Brent Damien Davis and he fell in love with her. She knew that Brent is the son of the man who's the reason for her father death and decided to use him for her revenge. But along the way, a kind of emotion grew in her heart for him. She couldn’t stand firm on her plans and making a decision was a tough one. What would she choose- to prevail justice for her father or to forgive and be happy with him?

I broke my leg in a car accident last week and had been stuck at home recovering, unable to go anywhere. Just as I was starting to go stir-crazy, a couple moved into the house next door—the one that had been empty for ages. I pressed my ear to the wall, catching every sound of them making love, and even recorded quite a bit. Still, I never expected something so sinister to happen. The man next door sounded exactly like my dead husband! I moved my phone closer to the wall and listened carefully. Suddenly, a scream exploded through the wall. “Lindy, you’ll die for this!” My scalp went numb. My husband was mute. The only time he ever spoke in his life… was the night I forced his head into a bucket of water. How did the man next door know my husband’s last words before he died?