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I get picked up by the cops in the middle of the night for street vending. While questioning me, they pull up my file. One officer eyes me suspiciously through my mask and asks, "What's a Clairefield University graduate like you doing selling stuff on the street at midnight?" I freeze and lean over to look at the file. The ID number matches mine, but the photo has been replaced with one of Madison Bass. That's when it hits me—20 years ago, I was the one who got accepted to Clairefield University! Dazed and numb, I stumble home only to hear my husband, Joseph Gunther, speaking on the phone. "Madison, don't worry. I won't let Lucy interfere with your life. Just go abroad in peace." It's him! Joseph helped Madison steal my identity and my future. My stomach twists. I turn to confront him, to expose the truth. But before I can, he strangles me to death with a belt. "I'm sorry, Lucy. You can't ruin Madison's future…" When I open my eyes again, I'm back in the classroom. Our homeroom teacher is handing out university application forms. This time, I'm taking my life back.

The laundromat I regularly visit has been showing an odd fluctuation in its price lately. "This coat isn't easy to wash. We're probably the only store that's willing to clean this at a loss. The market price is 55 dollars per item, but I'll give you a discount and only ask for 200 dollars for four items." I look at the boss' mother, who's new at the laundromat. I'm a little pissed. Still, I hand her my membership card without saying anything. This laundromat is opposite my residential area, and they had a promotion during their opening. I topped up ten thousand dollars on the card because I pitied the owner for raising a child alone. Unexpectedly, the owner's mother looks at me and says sarcastically, "That dumb membership card means nothing to me—you have to pay me in cash. You youngsters are too lazy to wash your clothes, yet you're more than willing to use your brains for nonsense like this. My son is too kind to let you take advantage of him like this." I grab my clothes and leave. It's time to use my brain for some nonsense—I think the laundromat should have a new owner.

In my last life, my brother Leo—the heir to the Moretti crime family—stripped our estate bare of every last soldier, all for a Vegas jaunt. All because his new flame, Scarlett, had a jones for the high-roller tables. The Volkovs—our rivals, the very ones Leo had just pissed off—saw their opening and stormed our gates. My mother, Sofia, took a bullet meant for me. Died protecting me. I blew up Leo’s phone, my pleas turning to screams. He didn't answer. He waltzed back in after the shooting stopped, bringing our men home, but far too late for it to matter. Then, the news from Vegas. Scarlett was gone. A suicide note left behind. In it, she painted me as the monster. The one who’d leaked our weaknesses to the Volkovs. The one who'd orchestrated a fake kidnapping and torture plot, all to drive her to despair and lure Leo home. A perfect, tragic lie. Leo read the letter calmly. Then he burned the letter and told me, "Forget it. It's handled." Father tore into Leo for abandoning his post, for leaving his family to die. And me? I was named the new Consigliere. But after the celebration, Leo cornered me in the wine cellar. His face was a mask of cold fury as he pressed the barrel of his gun to my forehead. "This is for family traitors," he hissed, his voice pure venom. "The throne is my birthright, not some backstabbing bitch's prize!" When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Right in the middle of the fire and the blood. This time, I shoved my mother behind me, dragging her toward the panic room. And the bastards who were too blind to believe me? They’ll regret it.

白檀の香る明治の屋敷―― 美貌の御曹司・彰人は、まるで飾られた硝子細工のように、触れることさえ許されぬ存在だった。 そこに書生としてやって来たのは、無骨で実直な青年・直哉。 禁欲と理性を信条に生きてきた彼は、彰人の静かな色香に、知らず心を奪われていく。 すれ違いざまに揺れる睫毛、障子越しの気配、 布団に並んだ夜にこぼれる無防備な吐息―― 美しすぎるそのひとが、少しずつ直哉の理性を侵食してゆく。 布団に並んだ夜、こぼれそうな吐息。 指先が触れただけで、心が揺れる。 そんな折、彰人に“見合い話”が持ち上がる。 現実の影が、ふたりの関係を静かに裂こうとしていた。 身分差と禁忌、理性と欲望が交錯する、耽美と官能の長編BL。

天界で暮らす美しい道士、千華は過酷な修行に嫌気がさしていた。 自由きままに生きようと下界へ向かった折、奔放で不思議な青年、紫弦に出逢う。 正体がバレないようさっさと退散したい千華だったが、なんと突然彼から求婚されて───？

I married a guy thirty-two years older than I am. Reason? Money. We got divorced, I got all his money and became the city's richest person. Just when my luck was starting to turn, I was hit with devastating news. My ex died. Drowned, they said. The cops think I'm the killer.

I had gained thirty pounds after I was pregnant for six months. My husband, Jordan Smith felt disgusted by me. He would rather stay at work than come home, and he fell in love with his girl best friend, Holly Brown. On our wedding anniversary, they were acting intimately in a private room. Meanwhile, Holly was wearing my wedding gown. I saw the whole thing with my own eyes. She had her arms around Jordan’s neck and said to me coyly, “It’s not what you think.” Jordan was agitated after he was caught cheating on me. “I’ve known her since we were kids. We have been best friends for so many years. If something were to happen between us, it would have happened a long time ago.” However, I saw the hickey on Holly’s shoulder. She said to Jordan, “Your wife looks obese. My cousin didn’t gain a single pound after she had given birth. Instead, she looked even slimmer. Jordan, did your wife secretly eat pig feed?” Jordan felt embarrassed. He instructed someone to lock me in a bedroom and starve me for a few days. I suffered from a miscarriage. Indeed, I lost the weight on my abdomen, but Jordan went insane.

美容外科医の佐伯和彦は、十歳年下の青年・千尋と享楽的な関係を楽しんでいたが、ある日、何者かに拉致されて辱めを受ける。その指示を出したのが、千尋の父親であり、長嶺組組長である賢吾だった。 このことをきっかけに、裏の世界へと引きずり込まれた和彦は、長嶺父子の〈オンナ〉として扱われながらも、さまざまな男たちと出会うことで淫奔な性質をあらわにし、次々と関係を持っていく――。

ヴァールスの血を引く者は代々、自身の体内で多量の血液を生成する能力を持って生まれる。本家の者の能力は一族の中でも一層強い。ヌェーヴェルは本家の嫡男であり、一族の中でも極めてその能力に優れている。 吸血鬼と人間の戦で生き残った2人の吸血鬼。ひょんな事から、2人は超優良物件(ヌェーヴェル)に住みつく。 ３人の歪んだ関係が織り成す、ちょっとふしだらな日常の物語。 ＊＊＊ 主な登場人物(登場時点の年齢)　身長 ヌェーベル・ヴァールス(17)　178㎝ ヴァニル(300over)　189㎝ ノーヴァ・ドゥラリネ(200over)　150㎝(大人の姿：186㎝) ノウェル・ヴァールス(17)　180㎝

大学院生・真壁湊が「個人生活と孤独」をテーマにした論文調査の対象として選んだのは、隣人の江口透。37歳、バツイチ、無職。飄々とした関西弁の陰に、ふと見える静かな影と生活の美しさに、湊は言葉にできないまま惹かれていく。 最初は記録だった。冷めていくお茶、交わされる短い会話、煙草の火。 「綺麗だ」と思ってしまった瞬間から、取材ではなく恋になった。 真っ直ぐな言葉に透は戸惑い、湊は声にした瞬間に傷つく。 すれ違いと沈黙のなか、それでも、ふたりは記録を超えて、もう一度“伝える”ことを選ぶ。 これは、恋だと気づいたときにはもう遅かった、 それでも届かせようとした、静かな恋の軌跡。