Re Life Season 2

สำหรับครูทรายพอบอกเลิกกับครูวิชิตไปแล้วก็คิดว่าตัวเองจะพ้นออกจากวังวนสวาทแบบเดิม ๆ แต่เธอหารู้ไม่ว่าผัวของตัวเองนี่ล่ะที่จะพาเธอวนกลับไปหาเรื่องราวความเสียวที่ตื่นเต้น แปลกใหม่ และเร้าใจมากขึ้น

เมื่อนางแบบชื่อดัง ต้องมาอยู่ในร่างของ ท่านหญิงผู้อ่อนโยน ที่ถูกสามีมองข้าม เมื่อเขาว่านางร้ายกาจ เช่นนั้นนางจะแสดงให้เขาได้เห็น ว่าสตรีร้ายกาจที่แท้จริงเป็นเช่นไร

Kisah tentang Annastasia dan Isaac (Abang) yang dijodohkan oleh kedua orang tua mereka demi menyelamatkan kaum Noktarian dari kepunahan. Ann yang manja dan Isaac yang dingin, dua insan bertolak belakang ini harus hidup bersama dalam satu atap sementara diluar sana, kekacauan dan peperangan melanda seluruh negeri. Dapatkah Ann dan Isaac menemukan cinta satu sama lain di tengah-tengah ganasnya perang? Dapatkah mereka bersatu? Ataukah nasib yang akan mengkhianati dan memisahkan mereka?

Tyrell has always been one for being on his own. He meet someone and then he realises how much love has to offer.

Having her life upside down, Lily Peters being adopted by two amazing dads when she was a baby is the best of both worlds. She didn't care what other people thought. She has always loved her family. But, her mind was sometimes adrift, and she would wonder why anyone like her parents would give her up. After eighteen years, things became complicated when her grandparents from India suddenly showed up at her doorsteps and announced her engagement. Things got crazier, and the road to her future had turmoil when her best friend's grandfather announced her engagement to none other than the boy who always got away...Liam Wolfe. Liam and his brothers would be flocked by women all the time, and they wanted them so bad that they would do anything. But, since he and his brothers moved to the beautiful city of Long Beach, it would just be healthy living in a different town. Plenty of women would go down on their knees before an introduction. That all changed when he first gazed at large beautiful chocolate-brown eyes, hair like the night, and inky and sun-kissed skin that could be too delicate to touch. Liam had never believed in fairy tales until meeting Lily changed his mind and found his princess. Obstacles got in the way between Liam and Lily, including his dark past. He did not want her to have become of that past. But pretending to be engaged to the girl that stirred inside his pants can be challenging. When his past followed him, Liam had no choice but to keep Lily away from him if hurting her would keep her safe. Liam would have to become a black knight to protect his Indian princess.

* It is said that the most painful wounds leave the deepest scars. No one could attest to that more than Afrah Aminu. For eleven years she's kept a secret to herself, knowing that she might never be able to tell anyone. Not that she wanted to. But now, with the sudden arrival of a strange man in her life, she finds herself thrown into the terrifying situation of having to relive it all. As he tears down each and every wall she has set up around her heart, the memories of that haunting night come crashing in waves. Will she be able to survive it? Or will she be crushed underneath its weight?

My stepsister falsely accuses me of causing her allergies to act up. My three brothers stuff me into the cramped cellar and chain the door shut. I pound on the door and beg them to let me out. My eldest brother, an outstanding businessman, snaps, "It's bad enough that you keep bullying Lori. How could you make her eat seafood when you know she's allergic to it? Isn't that just murder? Stay in there and reflect on your mistakes!" My second brother, an award-winning singer, and my third brother, a genius painter, scoff contemptuously. "It's unbelievable that someone as evil as you is making excuses to garner pity. You can stay in there and repent for your sins!" After that, they take our shuddering stepsister to the hospital. The oxygen in the cellar soon runs out, and it gets difficult to breathe. Ultimately, I die in there. My brothers only remember me three days later when they bring our stepsister back from the hospital. Unbeknownst to them, I've already died of asphyxiation.

Que feriez-vous face à un monstre marin qui vous sauve de la noyade ? Le fuir ? Le chasser ? Ou bien... le connaître ? C'est le choix que devra faire Sky Brixton, une jeune fille au passé meurtrier.

พี่ชายที่ดีต้องทำตัวเป็นแบบอย่างที่ดีให้น้องชาย แต่ภาพลักษณ์ชื่อเสียงบัดซบของเปิ่นหวางต้องเก็บให้มิด อย่าให้น้องน้อยได้รู้เด็ดขาด เพื่อหลีกหนีบัลลังก์ เขาจึงเลือกเป็นคนบัดซบที่สุดในแผ่นดิน เพราะเขาไม่ใช่คนของแผ่นดินผืนนี้ กลับเป็น… จอมเวทหนุ่มวัยสามสิบจะถูกบีบ จดต้องหนีตาย แต่ดันไม่ตายกลับมาอาศัยร่างที่หน้าตาเหมือนกับวัยเด็กของตนราวกับฝาแฝด ใช่แล้ว...เขากลายเป็นเด็กหนุ่ม ที่แปะป้ายด้วยตำแหน่งท่านอ๋อง แถมมีโอกาสถูกลากไปฆ่าได้ทุกเวลา แค่นั้นไม่คณามือจอมเวทผู้นี้ เขาจะหาทางกลับบ้านไปให้ได้ ไปไล่เตะตาแก่บ้าอำนาจคนนั้นให้ได้ สัญญาด้วยเกียรติของเจ้าบ้านตระกูลวินเซอร์ที่เขาเพิ่งได้ตำแหน่งมาสองวันเลย งานนี้จากคุณชายผู้หยิ่งยโสกลายเป็นท่านอ๋องสถุล เสเพล หาคำชมไม่ได้ ในแผ่นดินไม่มีใครรู้จักคำว่าคนบัดซบที่ดีเป็นยังไงเท่าชินอ๋องผู้นี้ จนพังพอนเหลืองจับเขายัดเข้าสำนักฝึกยุทธ แต่เขาก็จะเป็นท่านจอมยุทธบัดซบให้ดู

The music made the speakers tremble, the floor vibrated with the rumble of the sound and the jumps of the crazy people. Each one in their own world, dancing together, dancing separately. Enjoying music, company and alcohol. I danced alone, with a drink in hand. Gliding, moving my hips to the rhythm of the music, not paying much attention to anything or anyone around me. Just enjoying that moment of inner peace that I was needing and he was giving it to me. It was a respite, a window that I opened myself in my own cage to let in air and I knew that as soon as I left the club the window would close and I would lock myself back in my world without fresh air. Therefore, he enjoyed everything he could. Alone. With eyes closed. Sweating the bad energy that others left me and breathing the good vibes that I had to give myself. They were approaching me. I drove them away. They invited me. I rejected them. they spoke to me I silenced them. I just wanted to dance and they were going to have to respect that. It was amazing how loud music could be my oxygen tank. It silenced my thoughts, freed me from tensions. There was nothing more relaxing in my life than dancing with my eyes closed and the volume turned up to a thousand. I twirled, I jumped, I wiggled, I hummed, and I sang. The brightly colored lights flickered making it difficult to see, but it was what I liked the most, going blind for an instant, forgetting that I had the ability to see the world, a false, disastrous and difficult world.