Case Closed Detective Conan

นับดาว...สาวน้อยแสนสดใสเธอแอบหลงรักทิศเหนือเพื่อนสนิทของตัวเอง ทิศเหนือ...ชายหนุ่มหน้าตาดีเจ้าชู้ขี้เล่นเป็นเพื่อนสนิทของนับดาว   "เหนือกูมีอะไรจะบอกมึง" "มีอะไรวะ" "คือกู...ชอบมึง" "..........." "คือกู...." "ดาว...กูว่ากูกับมึงเป็นเพื่อนกันดีที่สุดแล้ว"   เรื่องนี้เป็นเรื่องราวของเพื่อนแอบรักเพื่อน เป็นแนวที่ไรท์ชอบมากเพราะมีประสบการณ์ตรง>< ปล. งดดราม่าสรรพนามที่พระนางใช้เรียกกันนะคะ

Empat mayat pria tanpa identitas ditemukan dalam kondisi mengenaskan di empat tempat berbeda secara hampir bersamaan. Penyelidikan dilakukan. Aipda Zen Devano, seorang anggota tim identifikasi sidik jari INAFIS Polertabes dibantu istrinya yang seorang penulis fiksi kriminal terkenal, Kanaya Susan Olivia, mulai melakukan penelusuran benang merah kasus tersebut karena terindikasi pembunuhan berantai. Identitas korban satu persatu terpecahkan. Namun, penyelidikan mengalami jalan buntu karena antara satu korban dengan yang lainnya sama sekali tidak memiliki hubungan apa pun. Saat kasus tersebut tidak mengalami perkembangan dan hampir dilupakan, korban kelima ditemukan. Ini adalah kesempatan terakhir Aipda Zen untuk menangkap pelaku pembunuhan berantai tersebut sebelum dia membunuh lebih banyak lagi. Siapa sebenarnya pelaku? Apa motifnya membunuh begitu banyak laki-laki?

The Omega Rises: The Alphas true born Alyssa Hale was a baby when she was found abandoned to die in Hulen Woods, raised by the Moonborn Pack but never truly one of them. As an omega, she is beneath them all—training to fight but never allowed to rise. Her only escape, Levi Conan, the future Alpha, her forbidden love. But love is a dangerous game, and Alyssa loses. On the night of Levi’s wedding to her best friend, Mira, Alyssa is humiliated. Forced to serve the man she loves and his new wife. Forced to endure the wandering hands of Alpha Conan and given an impossible choice, Alyssa runs. Now a rogue, she faces a brutal world where survival is a battle. Hunted. Broken. Alone. Until she meets Zev, a deadly warrior who tempts her with promises of freedom. But trust is a weakness, and Zev has his own agenda. Betrayed again, Alyssa is dragged to Fenrath, the most powerful pack in existence. Alyssa is forced into servitude. But within its walls, secrets stir. A Luna who watches her too closely. A stolen birthright hidden in blood. A past she was never meant to acknowledge. She was never meant to serve. She was meant to rule. Now, caught between seduction, power, and betrayal, Alyssa must fight for her destiny. Because in a world where Lunas and Alphas reign, only the strongest survive.

My new patient, Lydia Baldwin, has called the police 99 times. Her voice trembles with fear as she says, "My son has a mole on his neck, but the one now doesn't! My husband used to throw up at the smell of cilantro. But now, he eats it every day and even enjoys it! "They are impostors! Why won't the police arrest them?" I am deeply shocked. Because just half an hour earlier, I met her son. He had dark circles under his eyes as he handed me Lydia's medical records. "My mom has Alzheimer's disease. She doesn't just forget things now. She talks nonsense too. Please, you have to help her come to her senses." But I specialize in treating Alzheimer's. Lydia's memory is sharp. Her logic is clear and well-supported. She isn't sick at all.

Because I was a cheapskate, I rented a cheap apartment. The catch? Someone had died in it. The soundproofing of the house was bad, and I could hear my neighbor’s wife moaning every night. But my other neighbor told me that there was no one living in the apartment next to mine.

On the Northwind Trail, just before sunrise, my flashlight cut across the inside of the SUV and landed on five lifeless bodies. My hands shook as I dialed 911. "Hello? I'm on Route 296, the Northwind Trail. Everyone in my car… is dead." The operator's voice was calm but quick. "Please confirm your location. Officers are on their way." My words dropped heavy and flat, like stones hitting the ground. "I'm on Route 296, about three miles east of the mountain pass. The plate number is NA318X. Five people inside the car are dead… and I'm the only one alive."

I rented a house with a bloody history because it was cheap. On the first night after moving in, the faucet turned on by itself. I yelled into thin air, “Are you paying the water bill?!” The water instantly stopped flowing. I thought that was just the beginning of the ghost not bothering me. Unexpectedly, the next day, I saw a main course with two side dishes prepared on the dining table.

STEAMY MYSTERY ROMANCE *** # Billionare fake Identity wife # Fake marraige Elaine Rivera's world shatters when a heated argument with her husband, Ethan Rivera, ends with her returning home to find him murdered. Before she can grieve or process the horror, she's framed and thrown into prison by the powerful Rivera family, who take everything from her—including her beloved daughter, Autumn. Desperate and broken, Elaine stages a daring escape, vowing to unearth the truth about Ethan's death and reclaim her daughter. But on the run from the FBI, she finds herself at the mercy of Lucas Grayson, a cunning detective with his own agenda. Lucas offers her a lifeline: a contract marriage to protect her identity and gain access to the high-stakes world she needs to infiltrate. Under a new identity and armed with relentless determination, Elaine dives into a web of deceit, danger, and betrayal. The deeper she digs, the more she questions everyone around her—including Lucas. As sparks ignite between them, Elaine must navigate a minefield of lies and emotions. When love blurs the line between ally and enemy, and betrayal threatens to derail her mission, Elaine faces impossible choices. Can she trust Lucas with her heart and the truth? Or will her quest for justice destroy them both?

One night, as I was making my way to the bathroom around 3 a.m., I saw my dormmate, Yvonne, squatting in front of our door. She was rearranging all our shoes so that their tips were pointed inward. I thought it was funny, so I rearranged them to have their tips pointed outward. The next day, I found that all of them had been positioned inward again. This kept happening for a week, and I continued to scramble things up, hiding the shoes, even, or tying the shoelaces together. But they always ended up being repositioned neatly inward. I started observing my dormmate and found her mumbling to the shoes while squatting at the door. I ranted about it online, only to have my first reply send chills down my spine. [Do you also get the weird feeling that something paranormal is happening around you? You have to move out before it’s too late!]

Skye Hale swore she'd never let another person she loved die without answers. Her mother was silenced by a cartel hit, the case buried by the very agency she served. Skye became the hunter instead.  Undercover. Relentless. Willing to burn everything to uncover the truth. Then Zane, the only man who ever made her feel safe, forced her to choose: him or the ghosts. She chose him. They planned a wedding. She almost believed she could leave the darkness behind. Three days before the vows, her best friend Red was gunned down in the same strip club where she danced to survive. The same cartel. The same cover-up. On the morning she was supposed to walk down the aisle, an anonymous file landed in her phone. Proof that Red died trying to help her, and the killer's trail led straight back to the man who once ran her mother's missions. Skye walked out in her wedding dress, left Zane at the altar, and vanished into the night. Now she's deep in Australia's underworld, disguised as a stripper, chasing the same shadows that took everything from her. The addiction she buried years ago is roaring back. Every slow grind on stage, every stranger's hands on her skin, feeding the raw, aching hunger she can't control. But the deeper she digs, the more dangerous the game becomes. A former colleague wants her dead. A protector sent to save her is hiding his own betrayal. And the man who ordered her mother's murder is closer than she ever imagined. Close enough to touch. Close enough to seduce for the final piece of evidence. One wrong move, and she'll lose her life. One right touch, and she'll lose herself. Skye Hale came for justice. She might leave in ashes.