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砂漠の王宮に響く、夜ごとの語り。 「愛すれば死ぬ」という呪いを背負う孤独な王と、兄の死の影を纏った語り部――互いに満たされぬ心を抱えながらも、ふたりは夜ごと現実と寓話のあわいで心と身体を重ね合う。 果たして、過去と痛み、赦しと自己犠牲の連鎖を超えて、人は“ただ一人の自分”として誰かを愛することができるのか？ 物語ることでしか近づけなかったふたりが、やがて“語り部”と“王”という役割を超え、本当の自分として対等に向き合う瞬間―― 幻想と現実、官能と再生が交錯するこの王宮で、彼らはどんな結末にたどり着くのか。 静かな絶望の先に見える、ほのかな夜明け。 心を揺さぶる再生のドラマが、いま幕を開けます。

明治末期。名門財閥の御曹司として将来を約束された青年・礼司は、形式だけの結婚に身を置きながらも、空虚な日々を送っていた。 そんな彼の前に現れたのは、幼き日を共に過ごした、画家・薫。涼やかな眼差しと繊細な手を持つ薫との再会は、長く閉ざされていた心の扉を静かに揺らしていく。 光と影、秩序と衝動。 芸術の世界に身を投じる薫と、家という檻に縛られた礼司。 交わらぬはずの二人が、やがてひとつの情熱へと向かうとき―― その選択がもたらすものは、破滅か、それとも救いか。 誰にも言えない想いが、キャンバスに浮かび上がる。 時代のしがらみと心の真実の狭間で揺れる、ふたりの物語。

【愛するお父様、お兄様たちへ。リリアは愛する人と遠くへ行きます、探さないでください……本当にごめんなさい。でも私は耐えられません。】 なんて手紙が妹の部屋に置かれていたのは、隣国の皇帝陛下へ嫁入りする当日。この縁談が破談になればレグルス王国にはもう後がない―― レグルス王国の第二王子であり王国騎士団の一人であるロレインは妹のリリアに変装して、獣人が頂点に君臨する隣国に嫁ぐことになり……！？ 果たしてロレインはリリアとして役目を果たすことができるのか――？ 「狼の嗅覚をあまり舐めないほうがいいですよ、リリア……いや、ロレイン殿」 ――詰んだっぽいです、俺。 ※後天的オメガバース設定あり ※作中の獣人→ケモ耳

　全　思風(チュアン　スーファン)は愛する者を、二度と失わないために。 　華　閻李(ホゥア　イェンリー)は花の力を使い、優しさを失わないために。 　彼らは動き出す── 　とある地に禿(とく)王朝という、膨大な國があった。表向きは平和そのもの。しかし蓋を開けてみれば、悪の巣窟のように数多の闇が蔓延っていた。 　それを象徴するのが殭屍(キョンシー)と呼ばれる死体である。悪意が働いた瞬間、殭屍は生者を襲っていった。 　化け物である殭屍に対抗できるのは不思議な力を持つ仙人や道士だけ。しかし彼らもまた、一枚岩ではなかった。内輪揉めはもちろん、何の力を持たぬ人間すら巻き込む。 　 　無断転載禁止です。

背中についた爪の痕が、痛いのか熱いのか── 僕に溺れている君があまりにも愛おしい── 鬼畜サイコパス教師×強がりヤンキーの恋の馴れ初め 生きるのが下手くそな、先生と芯の物語。 知る所と知らない所のすれ違いが交差して、想いは交われない。 互いに分かり合えてきたはずなのに、肝心な所を知らない。 そこへ加わる過去の異物。 誰よりも自分を知らないから行き違う想い。 相手の機微には無意識で敏感なのに。 バカと天然と鈍感は横並びで、息衝く愛を蹴落としてゆく。 ※タイトルについて ＊：先生視点 ＃：芯視点 匿名での感想やメッセージなどはコチラへ https://ofuse.me/e/32936

BLベースの日常物コメディ。 海外ドラマのシットコム風味を目指して、恋愛感情が入り乱れたグダグダなストーリーが展開しています。 価値観が、昭和と平成とイマドキが入り混じった現代物。 えげつない会話で笑いを狙っていますが、BLなのにロマンチックな展開は皆無。

I quit and dipped. City threw a parade. Only Jenna Blake—my oh-so-gifted junior who claimed she could "see through killers' eyes"—lost it. At her celebration banquet, she went full drama queen: "I owe everything to Kate Mercer. Please, bring her back!" I laughed. Cold. Not happening. Last time around, I was the hotshot detective. But every clue I found? She dropped it first like she read my mind. People started saying I was washed. So I went all in—three months, no sleep, cracked a massive trafficking ring. Led the raid myself. She beat me there. Again. Place was cleaned out. Boom. She's the city's golden girl. I'm the clown with no game. Pressure got ugly. My head snapped. I died chasing the last scumbag. Then—bam. I woke up. Same day. Raid morning. Round two.

The day I found out I was pregnant with my second child, the impossible happened: the baby in my womb spoke. "Stupid sister, are you even listening? Mom said that as soon as you graduate, she's selling you off. That money is for my future wedding!" My daughter went still. She didn't say a word, didn't confront me, didn't even cry. She just quietly applied to study abroad. And from that day on, I never heard from her again. My husband, seeing how devastated I was, moved to comfort me. But the baby's voice cut through the silence once more. "Comfort her? You're the biggest fool in this house! When I'm born, I'm not calling you 'Dad.' My real dad is that handsome guy from the bar!" The color drained from Sean's face. Before I could utter a word of explanation, he dragged me straight to the hospital for a paternity test. The results came back quickly—my best friend had pulled some strings to expedite them. And there it was, in cold, clinical print: NO PATERNITY BIOLOGICALLY ESTABLISHED. He didn't let me speak. He filed for divorce immediately. In a panic, the baby's voice cried out from inside me again, "Why is the idiot backing out now? Did he finally figure out Mom tricked him? The one who saved his life all those years ago wasn't her—it was her best friend!" That one sentence shattered my entire world. My husband turned his back on me and married my best friend. As for me… the shock and grief hit me like a physical blow. I felt a hot, sudden gush of blood. Before the doctors could save me, I died on that cold hospital bed, my hands clutching my swollen belly, my mind still reeling, unable to comprehend how my life had unraveled so completely. It wasn't until I was reborn, and once again heard the treacherous little voice inside me, that I finally began to understand the truth.

My roommate sets me up. She deliberately forces me into a death-trap survival game. As I shut my eyes and wait for death to take me, I realize that the game's bosses can read my mind. "Look at the blood spurting from this baby doll's neck. It's like a fountain of pee." The baby doll is baffled. It's about to launch its ultimate move, but it falters. "Man, look at how this guy is still sweeping the streets when he's so old. Does he not have a pension?" The old man is about to swallow me whole, but he suddenly gets a heart attack. An ambulance takes him away. "Oh, so this is the amusement park's owner. Oh, dear god, he's handsome, albeit a little skinny. I can send him flying with a kick!" The handsome owner's expression darkens. He instantly takes off his shirt to reveal his washboard abs. "Do you still think I'm skinny?"

I was the biological daughter of the Stone Family. With my gossip-tracking system, I played the part of a meek, obedient girl on the surface, but underneath, I would strike hard when it counted. What I didn't realize was that someone could hear my every thought. "Even if you're our biological sister, Alicia is the only one we truly acknowledge. You need to understand your place," said my brothers. 'I must've broken a deal with the devil in a past life to end up in the Stone Family this time,' I figured. My brothers stopped dead in their tracks. "Alice is obedient, sensible, and loves everyone in this family. Don't stir up drama by trying to compete for attention." I couldn't help but think, 'Well, she's sensible enough to ruin everyone's lives and loves you all to the point of making me nauseous.' The brothers looked dumbfounded.