Detective

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.

Come and be one with Travis and his friends as they venture through the vast unknown, and hunt down the culprit behind the series of deaths that's been going on both in and out of the school.

At 10:00 pm sharp, a food deliveryman wearing a cap knocks on the door of Unit 502. "Excuse me, are you the one who ordered delivery?" Unit 502 is an apartment that's rented out to multiple people. There are three rooms here altogether. The one opening the door is my roommate, William Yates. He has his headphones on and is currently immersed in a game. So, he waves a hand impatiently. "It wasn't me." The deliveryman wastes no time in pulling out a machete. Immediately, he slashes William's throat in one fluid motion. Next, the deliveryman opens the door leading to another bedroom while holding the takeout. "Did you order delivery?" That room belongs to a gym trainer named Leon Holton. He's obviously taken aback by the deliveryman's presence. "Nope. Who are—" The deliveryman doesn't give Leon a chance to finish his question. He reacts by plunging the machete into Leon's heart. When I'm done with my shower, I open the bathroom door to see large puddles of blood on the floor as well as the deliveryman, who's wielding a machete. "They weren't the ones who ordered delivery. Did you do it?" Scared out of my wits, I subconsciously shake my head. "It's not me! I don't know anything—" Before I can finish speaking, the deliveryman hacks me to death. When I open my eyes again, I've gone back five minutes in time before I get murdered in cold blood. Almost immediately, I rush out of the bathroom, only to see the alarmed expressions plastered all over William's and Leon's faces. That's when I'm certain that everyone has gotten reborn. Suddenly, the doorbell rings loudly. A suppressed masculine voice echoes afterward. "Excuse me, are you the one who ordered delivery?"

At 16 years old, I travel with my sister, Sarah Barnes, to the remote mountains of Nectar Valley to participate in a program. While herding cattle in the mountains, I fall asleep. In my drowsy state, I hear strange panting and gasps. Thick fog has somehow risen throughout the forest by the time I wake up. Suddenly, Sarah's anxious voice calls out from within the fog. I'm about to respond when someone suddenly covers my mouth with their hand. A voice whispers in my ear, "Don't answer. That's not your sister. It's the Temptress!"

When disgraced journalist Elliot Dorne receives an anonymous invitation to Wintercroft Hall—a decaying mansion on a fog-shrouded island—he is promised the story of a lifetime. But upon his arrival, Elliot finds himself among six strangers, each with their own shadowy past. Their enigmatic host, the frail and reclusive Vivienne Ashworth, claims she has summoned them to reveal a deadly truth about the Ashworth family legacy. Before she can confess, Vivienne collapses, and chaos ensues. A violent storm traps the guests on the island, and the discovery of a gruesome murder sets paranoia ablaze. As Elliot uncovers cryptic messages, hidden rooms, and a chilling photograph that ties him to the Ashworth family, he realizes that nothing about this gathering is random. With the mansion’s dark history unraveling and secrets surfacing at every turn, Elliot must confront the ghosts of his own past to survive. But the deeper he digs, the clearer it becomes—someone inside Wintercroft Hall is playing a deadly game, and not everyone will make it out alive. When disgraced journalist Elliot Dorne is invited to the remote and crumbling Wintercroft Hall, he’s promised the story that could save his career. But the mansion’s sinister halls conceal more than just secrets—they harbor a legacy of betrayal, murder, and lies. Elliot is joined by six strangers, all summoned by the enigmatic Vivienne Ashworth. Frail and reclusive, she claims to know the truth about their darkest sins. Before she can reveal anything, a violent storm cuts them off from the outside world—and the first body is discovered. As cryptic messages and chilling clues emerge, Elliot realizes that his connection to the Ashworth family runs deeper than he could have imagined. Someone in Wintercroft Hall knows the truth about his past, and they’ll stop at nothing .

She was only living for one reason. Seek justice for her parents before she'd disappear. It was supposed to be just that. Pagkatapos ng trahedyang nangyari sa buhay niya, Private investigator Sam Javier had lived her life finding the culprit who ruined her once perfect life. Ganun lang sana kasimple ang takbo ng buhay niya. But when Cameron del Fuero entered to her life, blackmailing her to be his P.I., she thinks her life would never be more complicated than that. One tigress private investigator and one granite-headed slash stingy business mogul. With these two stubborn people being thrown together, World War III is bound to happen and a sweet mess is inevitable. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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。

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

แฟนเก่าที่เลิกกันไปหลายปี กลับมาอีกทีพร้อมความวุ่นวาย ทุกเรื่องราวระหว่างเขาและเธอ... ผ่านมาแค่ให้จำ แต่ทำให้ไม่ลืม 5 ปีผ่านไป หวนคืนมา พร้อมแก้ไขx แก้แค้นเอาคืน/(พอได้หนุบหนึบหัวใจ ไม่ดราม่ามากค่ะ)

My husband and I have been married for a decade. When I finally conceive for the first time in ten years, I realize my worst enemies are my family, who all want me dead. I've made a promise to return to the fertility shrine on the mountain and fulfill my vow if things work out, but my mother-in-law deliberately messes up the cable car tickets. In the process of hiking up the mountain for two hours, I lose my baby. In the hospital, I cry to my husband about all the vicious things his mother has done to me, but he kicks me in the stomach. "I had a vasectomy a long time ago. There's no way that bastard inside you is mine!" When he hands me the proof, I'm completely speechless. I break down in tears and run back to my parents' place. Not only do my parents hire a nanny to help take care of me, but they even move out of the house so I can rest in tranquility. When I'm eight months pregnant, I overhear them whispering in the bathroom. "We can never let Gina have the baby. I don't care if it kills her—we're all screwed if the child is born!" "Relax. The doctor already told me that Gina's got leukemia from all the formaldehyde in our new house. Even the baby's deformed!" Shocked, I burst into the bathroom to confront them, but the slippery floor causes me to fall hard. Instantly, blood snakes across the tiles. As I lie there in pain, I look up and see the cold, twisted smiles on my parents' faces before taking my last breath. I cannot fathom why my family wants me dead. I thought they'd been looking forward to his baby for a decade. When I open my eyes again, I return to the very day my mother-in-law insists on taking me to the mountain.