Bl Pregnancy

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僕、香川優樹は、恋人の本宮昌義さんとアウトレットモールにデートに来ていた。今日は、本宮さんの誕生日。パンケーキ屋さんで、僕は昨日買っておいたプレゼントを渡した。本宮さんはそれを気に入ってくれたようで、お返しにブレスレットを買ってもらった。 翌日、親友の渋井遼にそのことを話すと、本宮さんを紹介してほしいと言われた。本宮さんに予定の確認すると、次の日曜日なら空いているとのこと。僕、本宮さん、遼の３人でカラオケに行くことにした。 カラオケを楽しんでいる最中、遼が本宮さんに興味がわいたと言い出し――。

元カレに「重い」と振られた書店員の柊真尋（28）は、傷心のままゲイバーで出会った男と一夜を過ごしてしまう。翌朝、マンションの隣室から出てきたのは——昨夜の相手だった。 一ノ瀬晃（31）、広告代理店勤務。爽やかな笑顔で「偶然ですね」と言うが、偶然なわけがない。この男、真尋に一目惚れしてわざわざ隣に越してきたのだ。しかも悪友のバーテンダーと共謀して、あの夜の「運命の出会い」まで仕込んでいた。 やることはストーカー、でも好意はまっすぐ。距離感のバグった隣人に振り回される日々の中、元カレから復縁の連絡が届き——。 策略だらけの恋は、本物になれるのか？

とある国の名家の大富豪 祖父たちが決めた婚約者が… 男の子であったが　手違いか？ どうする？とりあえず、契約結婚式か？

On our sixth wedding anniversary, my cheeks burn as I dodge my husband, Ethan Grant, leaning in for a hungry kiss. I push him toward the nightstand for a rubber. What he doesn't know is that I've tucked a surprise in there, a positive pregnancy test. I can already see it, the way his whole face will light up the second he finds it. But the moment his hand goes for the drawer, his phone goes off. His best friend, Henry Miller, comes on the line in Danish. "Mr. Grant, how was last night? That new love couch our company rolled out is treating you okay?" Ethan lets out a low laugh and answers in Danish, "The massage feature's great. Saves me from having to rub Sandy's back myself." He still has me pulled tight against him, but his eyes look straight through me, like he's seeing someone else. "This stays between us. If my wife ever finds out I slept with her sister, I'm done." It feels like someone just put a knife through my chest. What they don't know is that I minored in Danish in college, so I catch every single word. I force myself to stay calm, but the arms I have looped around Ethan's neck won't stop shaking. At that moment, I stop hesitating and decide I'll take the offer from that international research project. Three days from now, I'll be gone from Ethan's world for good.

By month four of my IVF treatments, my husband's childhood sweetheart posted a picture of herself cradling her baby bump. The caption? [Having a happy ending with my first love. A family of three.] And there he was—his hand in the shot, making a cutesy heart with hers. Oh, and the cherry on top? He was still wearing his wedding ring.

For seven years, I love Cody Rummish, clinging to his promise—once his sister-in-law, Luna Briche, conceives, our ordeal ends, and we finally begin our married life. But reality betrays me. Just months after moving into his home, Cody slips into Luna's bedroom 88 times—starting with once a month, now nearly one or two visits daily. Every night, I sit in the downstairs living room, counting the minutes, clutching a flicker of unrealistic hope. As the sole heir after his twin brother's fatal plane crash, Cody inherits not just power and wealth but also, seamlessly, his brother's widow, Luna. After the 88th visit, Luna announces her pregnancy. But instead of Cody honoring his promise, a public declaration shatters me—he will formally marry Luna. I unravel, demanding answers. Silent, Cody locks me in the bedroom's walk-in closet. "Luna was trapped in an elevator for 30 minutes! She nearly died because of you! Stay here for five days. Feel her fear!" Only on the sixth morning does Cody casually open the door with a chuckle. "Alright, lesson learned. Time to apologize, right?" He finds only the stench of blood and my cold, lifeless body. He's killed the fiancée who's loved him for seven years.

On the day my husband married my younger sister, I once again heard the divine message from the Astral Sanctuary: if I sever all ties to the mortal world within three days, I can reclaim the astral power I relinquished and return to the Astral Sanctuary. On the first day, I publicly cut my hair to symbolize the severing of love and signed the separation letter, ending my three-year marriage to the man I once loved. Holding my sister in his arms, he looked at me with disdain. His words dripped with mockery as he called me petty and jealous, claiming that sparing me the title of an equal wife had been his greatest act of kindness. On the second day, I drove a blade into myself six times, severing my bond with my cherished elder brother. He stood by, cold and unfeeling, sneering that I was nothing more than a desperate fool, resorting to theatrics to compete for his affection—a devotion he reserved entirely for my sister. On the third day, I clenched my teeth and carved through my own flesh and bone, severing my connection to the parents who had given me life. Enraged, they called me ungrateful and declared I was unworthy—not just of being their daughter, but even of being compared to my perfect sister. In the end, I succumbed to exhaustion and blood loss. My spirit ascended to the Astral Sanctuary, where I reclaimed my true identity as an Astral Maiden. When my family discovered my lifeless body left behind in the mortal realm, they all descended into madness.

คนบางคนมีค่าไว้พียงแค่มอง เราไม่มีสิทธิ์เป็นเจ้าของ ดั่งกระต่ายที่หมายพระจันทร์ คนบางคนมีค่าสูงส่ง แต่ตีคุณค่าของตนเองไว้ต่ำต้อย ทั้งๆ ที่บริสุทธิ์งดงามดั่งน้ำค้าง คนบางคนซื๋อตรงต่อใจตนเอง ดั่งพระอาทิตย์ที่มอบแสงสว่าง และความอบอุ่นเท่าเทียมกัน

"อะไรนะ อยากให้ช่วยไล่วิญญาณพวกนั้นไปเหรอ...ได้ งั้น...จูบฉันสิ"