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เพื่อนสนิทพี่ชายxน้องสาวเพื่อนสนิท ความสัมพันธ์แบบต้องห้าม มันเกิดขึ้นเมื่อทั้งคู่ได้อยู่ด้วยกันมากขึ้น และเธอก็คิดว่าเขานั้นจริงจัง แต่ความจริงเขาไม่ได้จริงจังอะไรเลย ก็แค่ความสัมพันธ์แบบฉาบฉวยสนุกชั่วครั้งชั่วคราว แต่เธอกลับจริงจังกับความสัมพันธ์ในครั้งนี้มาก จนมันกลายเป็นความรัก วันหนึ่งเธอยอมอ้อนวอนขอความรักจากเขา แต่สิ่งที่ได้คือความว่างเปล่า เพราะเขาไม่คิดที่จะรักแต่แรกอยู่แล้ว

(แม่ทัพหนุ่มยุคโบราณ x เศรษฐีนีคนงาม โบราณเชื่อมโยงกับปัจจุบัน + กักตุนเสบียง + โครงสร้างพื้นฐาน + ยุคข้าวยากหมากแพง) เย่มู่มู่พบว่าแจกันที่ตกทอดมาจากบรรพบุรุษมีอิทธิฤทธิ์สามารถพาทะลุไปยุคโบราณเมื่อสองพันปีก่อนได้อย่างน่าอัศจรรย์ ด้วยเหตุนี้ เธอจึงได้รู้จักกับแม่ทัพหนุ่มยุคโบราณคนหนึ่ง แม่ทัพเฝ้าพิทักษ์เมืองสำคัญบริเวณชายแดน ตกอยู่ในวงล้อมของทัพใหญ่สามแสนนายของเผ่าหมาน เกิดภัยแล้งรุนแรง แม่น้ำแห้งเหือด ราษฎรสองแสนหิวตายเหลือเพียงแปดหมื่นคน ด้วยความอับจนปัญญา แม่ทัพอธิษฐานขอน้ำและอาหารจากเทพยดา หวังให้ราษฎรมีชีวิตรอดต่อไป เย่มู่มู่โบกมือ ได้เลย! เธอกักตุนเสบียงปริมาณมหาศาล นำมาช่วยเหลือทหารกับราษฎรทั้งหลาย ซาลาเปา หมั่นโถวนึ่ง หมั่วโถวเกลียว ขนมปังไส้เนื้อ...ทุกวันไม่ซ้ำกัน ทำให้คนโบราณทึ่งในอาหารเลิศรสจากยุคปัจจุบันเล็กน้อย ส่งตำราพิชัยสงคราม กักตุนเสบียง เกณฑ์ทหาร สร้างโรงงานคลังสรรพาวุธ...ทำให้คนโบราณต้องตะลึงในการทหารยุคใหม่ เมื่อเธอถูกคนหลอกลวง กิจการครอบครัวที่ได้รับสืบทอดมาถึงคราวล้มละลาย แม่ทัพก็ส่งเงินทอง ตำรา ภาพวาด พู่กัน โบราณวัตถุและเครื่องเคลือบมาให้เป็นการตอบแทนบุญคุณ... เธออาศัยวัตถุโบราณเหล่านี้ฟื้นฟูกิจการครอบครัวจนกลายเป็นเศรษฐีนี ก้าวสู่จุดสูงสุดในชีวิต! ขณะที่แม่ทัพอาศัยอาวุธยุทโธปกรณ์สมัยใหม่ที่เย่มู่มู่นำมาสนับสนุน กำราบหมานอี๋ ฟื้นฟูแผ่นดิน คืนความสงบให้หกแคว้น รวมใต้หล้าเป็นหนึ่งเดียว! ตกลงกันไว้ว่าจะสร้างวัดให้เธอแล้วให้ลูกหลานกราบไหว้บูชาสืบไป แม่ทัพหนุ่มกลับส่งหนังสือสมรสมาให้ ภูผามหานทีเป็นพยาน ถึงวันใต้หล้าสงบสุข เฝ้ารอการพบกันกับท่านอีกครา หนังสือสมรสทับอยู่บนชุดเจ้าสาว หน็อยแน่ นายแม่ทัพตัวดี เจตนาที่แท้จริงของนายคือแบบนี้เองสินะ!

"ฉันเอาเธอตายแน่พิ" SET คุณ (เฮียสี่ วสุ x พิ พินรี)

Domenico Pietro de Cerintti, in the eyes of everyone was the good boy, the sacrificial lamb, the one who attended all the classes and obeyed all the rules, the one who would not let a puppy get run over by a car, the one who didn't have a girl in his bed every Friday night, the one who didn't smirk, the one who girls liked but never wanted, the one who girls used and dumped, the one who wasn't badass. He lived with that image, was content with it even with the bullying until a certain day when they crossed the line, the one line they were never to cross. He disappeared. And appeared months later, in college; the college that had a good percent of his highschool student in attendance; changed, for the worse. Rosetta D'armani, one of his mates in highschool and now his mate in college, who never bullied him but who also never saved him from the bullies. She was, as defined by the male folk, hot, sexy, drool worthy. She saw him on his first day back and lusted after him. She followed him, sought after him, chased after him with every breath in her. He made her lick his heels. After all he was badass now. He smirked now, he had girls in his bed not only every Friday night but every night, the girls wanted him, he used and dumped them now, he was badass. But oh...those bullies didn't know his definition of badass. Badass for him meant revenge. He would revenge on each one of them including his beloved girlfriend. He'd show them just how hot badass burned. One mysterious girl, one desperate girl, one perfect girl and one revengeful boy. ???

It was the day of our marriage. We were supposed to meet up at the City Hall, but my fiancee stood me up. I waited for her the whole day, and the only answer I got was a picture from her assistant. My girlfriend sat astride on his lap, and her arms were wrapped around his neck while they were locked in a deep kiss. "Sorry, Mr. Terraton. Sophie insisted on comforting me. You don't mind, do you?" I demanded answers from my girlfriend, but that only made her impatient. "He donated his blood to me. Yeah, I was with him, but so what? Man up, will you?" That killed any love I had for her, and I called my soon-to-be ex-girlfriend's sister. "Hey, Sylvie. Yeah, about your proposal. So will you marry me?"

It was midnight, and I was out at my stall when the cops took me to the station. They checked my profile and looked at me weirdly. "You're a Greatpeak graduate. What are you doing setting up shop in a bazaar?" That was odd. I went through the profile and realized that yes, while the student's ID was mine, the photo was not. I knew the guy in the photo. Josiah Ferguson. I had no idea I got accepted into Greatpeak University twenty years ago. Eventually, I was released, but I had no idea how I trudged back home. Then, I heard Hazel Quinley, my wife, talking to someone on the phone. "I won't let Michael get in your way, Josiah. Just go abroad." So that's it! It was her! My wife helped Josiah take what was supposed to be mine! I was sick. I wanted to throw up. I wanted to confront her and Josiah, but then she stabbed me in the back, and I died. "I'm sorry, Michael. I can't let you ruin Josiah's future." And then I woke up. I was taken back in time to my high school days. Our homeroom was giving out college application forms. This time, things would be different. This time, I would take back what was rightfully mine!

On the eve of our wedding, Evelyn Gates fell to her death. Everyone believed that, since I had always been devoted to her, I would take my own life to follow her. However, I didn’t shed a single tear. Three years later, I saw her again. Not only was she alive, but she had no memory of the past. “So you’re my ex-fiancé? After all these years, why do you look so broke and shabby now? For old time’s sake, I’ll give you one day a week to wait on me.” I didn’t even bother to look her in the eye. Evelyn had no idea that, on the very night she fell, I received a video recording. She didn’t know that, during the three years she spent pretending to have amnesia while traveling the world with Cole Anderson, I had gotten married. My bride was her older sister.

Three years after I died, Stella, my wife, decided to divorce me and marry her dying ex. She stormed into my old house like she owned the place, forcing me to sign the divorce agreement. Mom told her the truth—I was already gone. Stella rolled her eyes. "Why's he still pretending? Harvey's dying. I just wanna be there for him. What's so wrong about that? If he won't come out, I'm done paying your medical bills." She thought threatening Mom would shake something loose. But what Stella didn't get? Mom had already stopped treatment. She was just hanging on to watch her crack.

On the way back to work after the New Year, my wife Liana Corn and I got into a car accident. Opening my eyes again, I realized that we had returned to the time we just started dating. In our previous life, we were married for eight years. Life was good, but she refused to have any children. Later, I learned that she had always kept her childhood sweetheart in her heart. After our regression, I decided to set us both free. We both deleted each other's contacts without a word, stopped seeing each other, and became complete strangers. Eight years later, Liana became a top investor. At our class reunion, she made a high-profile announcement with her childhood sweetheart Serge Gibson. Seeing that I had come to the reunion alone, she teased me. "Ryan Carter, I know I'm attractive. You love me for two lifetimes and still can't let go, but you don't need to cling to me like this." I pretended not to hear and took my son by the hand. Liana's face instantly turned pale, her eyes bloodshot. "Didn't you say you'd love only me for life?" she demanded. "How can you have a son with someone else?!"

After five years of dating, my girlfriend, Rachel Meyers, cancels our wedding 52 times. The first time, her intern, Ethan Cole, messes up a form at the law firm where she works. She rushes back to fix it, leaving me stranded on the beach for the entire day. The second time, during the wedding ceremony, she hears that Ethan is being bullied by another attorney. She abandons everything to help him, leaving me to become the laughingstock of our guests. After that, no matter when we hold the wedding, Ethan always seems to have some kind of emergency that demands her attention. Eventually, I grow numb and decide to break up with her. But on the day I move out of Westerbay, Rachel loses her mind trying to find me.