Escaping Abusive Parents Game

Aroon Duangporn is the son of a rich businessman in Bangkok and Dae, the little sweet heart is his stepbrother. Aroon and Dae loved each other very much but a certain incident caused Aroon to hate Dae more than anything. His hate only gets intense when Dae grows more and more attractive and guys including his own friends and even his girlfriend fall for Dae. According to Aroon, Dae is a devil who wears the mask of an angel or that is what he constantly tells himself. But what is the truth ? What happens when Aroon realizes Dae is innocent ? Will their step brother relationship of hatred turn into something else ?

11 Students wake up in a completely isolated building, with no way out, and no way to tell the time of day. They are forced to follow the rules of a "Killing Game' in order to earn their freedom, where murdering means a potential escape. From personal tensions and handpicked motivations, will they be able to find a way out before they all drop dead?

Meet Emma Hart, 24, drowned in debt all her life, from bills to bills, and loans to pay off, the cycle never seems to end. Fresh out of college, she manages to get a few jobs, saving up to clear her debts, until her mother falls sick… lung cancer. Destitute and helpless, she must learn to shake the hand of Liam Caruso. Liam, 35, known for his cold demeanor and controlling act, he's a perfectionist, and, what he wants, he gets. Reluctantly, she shakes hands with the devil himself, after all, she needs to save her mom. Emma must learn to accept Liam's life, including his dark past and unwelcoming mother. With time, Liam must understand, that mutual connections do matter. Will she be able to break through Liam's icy heart? Or, will they be engulfed within their flames? Within the heat, they generate?

After my parents died, the family went bankrupt, leaving my brother and me with a large sum of debt. To pay it off, he became a haunted-house test sleeper, while I acted as a corpse on film sets. For five years, we worked tirelessly, not daring to rest a single day—and still, the debt wasn't cleared. By the end of the year, only 13 thousand dollars remained. Gritting my teeth, I signed up as a clinical trial volunteer. When it was over, I dragged 13 thousand dollars in cash, brimming with joy, to show my brother. But I found him frowning, on the phone. "Dad, Mom, Lily's doing well. Have fun abroad," he said. "She's stopped spending recklessly. The punishment ends next year." What? Our parents weren't dead? Our family wasn't bankrupt? The five years of hardship, every ounce of struggle—I'd endured it all as punishment for my love of spending. My smile froze on my face. My stomach churned violently. A mouthful of fresh blood spilled out.

When I'm accompanying my daughter, Alina Stone, to the hospital for a chemotherapy session, an employee from the social security center calls me. "Ms. Lewis, an error has occurred with the bank card that's set to receive your parents' pension. Please make sure to change to a new card." I'm left feeling stunned. My parents have been dead for three years. Why would they even receive more pension in the first place? After asking the employee, I find out that my parents' pension has been wired into the bank card as normal throughout the years. My husband, Christian Stone, was the one who had previously updated the bank card details at the social security center. Once I get home, I demand answers from Christian after playing him the recording of the phone call. He falls silent for a very long time before telling me the truth. It turns out that he never registered my parents' death back then. Till now, their corpses have been stored in a freezer in my childhood home. That bank card had received a total of 90 thousand dollars' worth of pension over the past three years. Christian has given all of the money to his ex-wife, Lydia Swanson, in order to support her financially. But the thing is, he never gave me a single cent for Alina's treatment before.

Felize Allejar, isang simpleng babae na gusto lamang makapagtapos ng pag-aaral. Nagbago ang buhay niya nang pumayag siya sa utos ng kanyang pinsan na magpanggap ng isang gabi para samahan ang fiancé nito na si Valerio Jones Herbosa, isang CEO at pinakabatang multi-billionaire. Nagbunga ang kanilang pagsasama ng gabing iyon at nagkaroon ng kambal na anak. Ngunit ang alam ni Valerio ay isa lang ang kanyang anak. Gagawin ni Felize ang lahat upang mabawi ang anak at iparanas ang sakit na naranasan niya kahit na magtago pa siya sa likod ng panibagong katauhan. Malalaman ba ni Valerio ang tungkol sa kambal at kay Felize? O tuluyang mababawi ni Felize ang anak kahit pa takbuhan niya ang nararamdaman para kay Valerio? But certainly, Felize came back to end the redemption game.

Isang barkadahang mauuwi sa pag-iibigan. Maaari bang sa pagkakaibigang ito ay may mabuong pagpapanggap na mauuwi sa totohanan? It's about friendship over love.

Si Mayumi Sperbund "Yumi" ay isang simpleng babae na ang tanging nais lamang ay makapagtapos ng pag-aaral para matupad ang pangarap ng kanyang Nanay at Tatay. Sa kabutihang palad ay naging iskolar s'ya sa Kugimiya University at dito mag-uumpisa ang bagong kabanata ng kanyang buhay. Makakakilala s'ya ng mga bagong kaibigan at ituturing n'ya na parang pamilya. Makikilala ni Yumi si Ryuu Kugimiya "Barry" na isang mayaman, antipatiko, pilyo at gwapong lalaki na magiging dahilan upang mabago ang paniniwala n'ya pagdating sa pag-ibig. Dahil dito magbubunga ang pagmamahalan nila, mabubuntis si Yumi at itatakwil s'ya ng kanyang Tatay. Magbabago rin ang pagmamahal sa kanya ni Ryuu dahil sa isang pagkakamali at hindi pagkakaintindihan at nang dahil sa pag-ibig paglalaruan silang lahat ng tadhana at mauuwi ang lahat sa isang masalimuot na trahedya. Makalipas ang pitong taon ay isa ng sikat na modelo si Yumi dala-dala ang sugat ng nakaraan na pilit n'yang tinatakasan at muli silang pagtatagpuin ng mapaglarong tadhana at muling mabubuksan ang nakaraan na laro ng pag-ibig. Sa pagkakataon bang ito ay maliliwanagan na ang lahat at gagaling na ang sugat ng nakaraan?

Today is the sixth time my girlfriend, Shirley Lake, is supposed to meet my parents. My parents and I wait at the restaurant for four whole hours. I call her over and over again, but she never picks up. Just as I'm about to try one last time, I see Shirley's childhood sweetheart, Joshua Solomon, post a picture on his Instagram, with the location tagged at a suburban hotel. The picture shows a woman's pale back, one shoulder bare, with a striking red spider lily tattoo visible on her skin. Underneath the picture was the caption, "We'll make it from 18 to 80." A mutual friend comments, "First-love couples are the sweetest!" I silently hit the like button, then comment, "Make sure to get buried together when you die. And don't come back to haunt anyone else."

My son, Kaden Watt, shouted at me menacingly, “I don’t have to pretend anymore! I bet you didn’t know that I could hear your conversations with the System. I never once thought of you as my father. Every bit of it was an act. A man that desperate makes me sick.” My wife, Silvia Watt, walked in with her true love, her affectionate eyes reflecting hostility. “If it weren’t for fear of the System punishing Simon Bartone, I would’ve filed for divorce a long time ago. My son doesn’t deserve a spineless man for a father. Watch yourself, or I’ll come after you.” The trio stood there, as if they had their perfect ending. I curled my lips. Well, who was to say that I wasn’t acting too? A player in a game could never fall in love with NPCs.