Detective Conan Rum

“รินรดา” ได้รับเชิญให้ไปร่วมงานแต่งของ ชายที่เธอเคยแอบชอบสมัยมัธยม เธอตัดสินใจไปงานนั้นเพื่อพิสูจน์กับตัวเองว่า เธอไม่ได้รู้สึกอะไรแล้ว แต่วันเดียวกันนั้น เธอกลับได้เจอใครบางคนที่ไม่ได้พบหน้ากันมานานกว่าสิบปี และดูเหมือนว่าเขาจะจำเธอได้ขึ้นใจ…

“เลิกเรียกพี่ว่าวายวอดสักที…โรสรินทร์!!” เขาตะคอกใส่หน้าเธอ เพราะเขารู้สึกหงุดหงิดเต็มทนแล้วกับชื่อนี้ “ทำไมจะเรียกไม่ได้ พี่วายวอด พี่วายวอด ๆ ๆ” “ถ้ายังไม่หยุดเรียกพี่ว่าวายวอดแล้วล่ะก็…พี่จะให้เธอเรียกว่า ‘ผัว’ แทนนะ!!” เขาพูดกดเสียงต่ำ สายตาคมจ้องตาเธอไม่กะพริบ

これは、魔法と機械が共存する空の学園で紡がれる、恋と友情の物語。 地球から遠く離れた空に浮かぶ巨大な空中大陸。　魔法で自身の体のように自在に動く義肢と、魔法を日常に取り入れた暮らし。 そんな杖も呪文もいらなくなった世界で、莉愛とカナタは幼い頃から互いに支え合いながら成長してきた。 けれど、その穏やかな日常の下には、まだ誰も知らない“深い影”が潜んでいる。なぜ空の大陸に移住したのか。七賢者とは何者なのか。魔女とは。魔法使いとは。 それは、恋と友情に満ちた日々を揺らし、世界そのものの在り方へと繋がっていく。 機械仕掛けの魔法と共に紡がれる、友情と恋、そして誰かを想う優しさの物語。

There's something about the sensation of not knowing where you are, about not seeing the color of things as they occur, but as they truly are. Something about the mystery, the silence, and the cold appeals to me. There's something unspoken about the dark that I can never put into words. Something both terrifying and absolutely gorgeous Secret Agents of havvard (S.A.H) is a hidden government agency that keeps the world safe from powerful and unseen threats everywhere. --------Anastasia Amorist Grey, the 25-year-old daughter of Alfredo Santiago Grey. The Leader of the Alpha Team, known as "Uno" She's heartless, brutal, and cold. But under the cold exterior is a girl who has suffered far too many heartbreaks and losses. Trained to be a great agent who defends, punishes, and brings peace to the world. But what if her final mission with her friends is to annihilate her own father's wickedness? Will someone finally break down the walls of her cold heart, or will she have to face her demons alone? Miller, Zacharyx The 27-year-old man known as "Tres" is a undercover police officer who will meet Anastasia along the way in her tumultuous life. Many people fear him, and he has a dark past that haunts him every night. Will two broken souls fit together perfectly, or will they destroy each other beyond repair? With the mission lurking around the corner will Zacharyx and Anastasia be able to survive the mission? Will Zacharyx be able to save Anastasia?

My roommates have booked booth seats at the New Year Countdown Light Show at the price of five thousand dollars per ticket. Soon, they begin urging me to transfer them my share of the payment on the group chat. I just send them a screenshot of the remaining balance in my bank account. "You guys have fun. I'm still saving up for my college tuition fees." Everyone just spams me with laughing messages instead. One of my roommates, Zane Lawson, even uploads a screenshot of our conversation to his social media feed together with a caption that says, "The first step of ascending to the next tier in social hierarchy is to stay away from party poopers like this." But as soon as 12:00 am is over, my roommates send me a photo of the light show. "It's such a shame that you aren't here." I'm still confused by the photo when I receive a phone call from the counselor, who sounds very anxious over the phone. "Did you buy tickets for your roommates to the light show? The organizers claimed that they never checked in at the entrance! Now, they've gone missing!"

Celeste Cox sent me a photo on WhatsApp. I opened it to find a picture of the school heartthrob and me in an intimate embrace, the pose as suggestive as could be.

I'm staring at this man who looks exactly like my husband, overwhelmed by fear, as I received a message that read, "He's not your husband!"What's even more bizarre is that the name displayed as the sender of the text on my phone is "My Dear Husband"!Who on earth should I believe?

18 year-old orphan, Rose Cintilar, wants to fulfill her father's dream of becoming a stylist. She's talented but has the worst luck. When the senior stylist stole her design again, Rose decided to change her fate and apply for a new job: the assistant to singer, songwriter 'Rum'. But why would an international superstar pick a zero for an assistant? Maybe something isn’t right with Rum. Something about him feels superhuman…and Rose is pulled into the world beyond her own; a world of werewolves, the dark whims and the Moon Goddess; and as the Alpha King's mate, Rose must save him from clutches or the dark whims, or the Moon Goddess would fall and plunge both world into darkness. But why would an Alpha king need the help of a mere human? She's not a werewolf... is she?

On Christmas Eve, my friend, Lenny Gibson, sends me a text message. "I've rented a Maybach for our cat so that we can go back to our hometown for the holidays. It'll be seven thousand dollars per person. The car is fitted with air conditioning and security cameras. Don't you think this is a good deal?" I glance at my bank app, which has just deducted my monthly house mortgage from my account. "Nah. Bebe isn't a spoiled princess. I can't afford to rent such an expensive car." The next day, I receive a selfie of Lenny hugging Bebe while seated in the Maybach. "It's such a shame that you aren't here, Noah. The Maybach's owner is a hot chick, not to mention she's kind-hearted enough to give me a ride home as well!" On the evening of Christmas, I hear sounds of rapid knocking coming from the front door as soon as I enter the house. Lenny's anxious parents can be seen standing on the doorstep. "Is Lenny here with you? He hasn't come home at all! He told us yesterday that he wanted to prepare a birthday gift for you, so he had us give him 20 thousand dollars!" Before I can recover from my shock, the police come knocking on my door as well. It turns out that I'm the last person Lenny has contacted…

My grandmother only knows how to draw one thing—infants. They're ugly, but people line up to buy the paintings. I watch as she takes those women into unlit rooms. Then, their bloodcurdling screams will ring out. Oddly enough, they always thank my grandmother when they're leaving. One day, I finally find out what exactly my grandmother paints. I discover the truth when I see an infant crawl out of one of the women's bellies—it looks just like the one my grandmother has painted.