Se-mi Death Squid Game

Eva thought she had everything, a loving, gentle boyfriend and a quiet life wrapped in safety. But when Lucas, her boyfriend’s powerful and dangerously magnetic boss, enters the picture, one heated glance shatters everything she thought she wanted. What began as one forbidden encounter spirals into a dark obsession Eva can’t escape. Torn between Henry’s soft love and Lucas’s fierce possession, she walks a razor-thin line between desire and destruction. As secrets begin to unravel and anonymous messages threaten to expose the affair, Eva realizes passion always comes with a price and someone’s ready to collect. What happens when Henry finds out about Eva’s secret affair with his boss? It won’t be what you expect. No shouting. No tears. No begging. Just one look. One sentence. And everything changes. Because Henry’s silence? It’s louder than any storm. And his next step… will leave you breathless How far will she go before everything burns to ash? Dive into a love triangle laced with lust, betrayal, and deadly secrets.

Gray Series 4 (YAEL ANDERSON GRAY'S STORY) Luna Wright was framed and drugged by her half-sister and stepmother leading to an accidental night with Yael Anderson Gray. Since her stepmother and half-sister manipulated her father to disown her, she decided to raise her kids on her own but things aren't easy as it seems since her father blacklisted her to all the big companies in town. Nine months later, she gave birth to twins. To raise her kids and to redeem her late mother's company, she works two jobs - one as an executive assistant and the other as a personal maid. Unaware that the boss behind both jobs is the man whom she had a one night stand with, the father of her twins.

My husband’s childhood friend was trapped in an elevator for half an hour. In his anger, he stuffed me inside a luggage bag and locked me inside. “You’re paying double for all the suffering Grace went through.” My body was forced into a curled-up state. I had a hard time breathing. I cried as I apologized, but all I got was my husband’s cold reproach. “You’re going through the entirety of this punishment. Once you’ve learned your lesson, you’ll behave.” He then locked the luggage bag in the closet. I screamed in despair and struggled to break free. My blood seeped out of the bag and soaked the floor. Five days later, he felt sorry for me and decided to end the punishment. “Let this punishment be a warning for you. This time, I’ll let you go.” Little did he know that my body was already rotting inside the luggage bag.

Everyone in our social circle knew that my fiancée, Hazel Mullins, had a skin hunger condition toward me. Only touching me brought her excitement and satisfaction. But the self-proclaimed heartthrob and heir to the Newman family refused to believe it. He boldly declared that he would win her over within a month. After bombarding her with seductive photos for an entire month, Hazel finally reached her breaking point and auctioned them off. With his reputation ruined, Rory Newman was disowned by his family. In a fit of rage, he jumped off a bridge in an apparent suicide attempt. Hazel lost her mind and leaped after him. I became the biggest laughingstock in the circle. That was until I went skiing in the Alps and accidentally bumped into Hazel helping Rory select ski gear. She explained with a composed expression, "Rory's dealing with some serious emotional trauma. The doctor suggested more outdoor activities. Just please, don't throw another tantrum." I felt bewildered. I wasn't even involved with them anymore. Why would I get upset? Then it hit me that she was unaware of one fact. I had already married someone else on the same day she jumped into the water after Rory in that dramatic display of devotion. I was simply there for my honeymoon, with a bit of skiing on the side.

Grandpa died, and we immediately went for each other's throats over the inheritance. Then a blizzard hit, trapping us all in the family estate. An app appeared on our phones: [THE LAST ZOMBIE: FINAL RECKONING]. We had to pick a hiding spot. The last one standing—the last human standing—would inherit everything. I chose the dark, silent recording studio in the basement. Away from them all. When it was time to pick special powers, my family chose powerful weapons or pocket dimensions full of supplies. I chose Bio-Stasis. It slowed my cells to a crawl, and my body along with them. My stepbrother's fiancée, Chloe, called me an idiot. "Hiding from your family and picking a useless power? You're on a suicide mission." They threw a zombie-slaying party upstairs, already celebrating an inheritance they hadn't even won. Until, one by one, they turned. And started tearing each other apart. What they didn't know... was that I'd rigged the game from the start. The only way to win was to stay completely silent.

Namorei por dez anos, e só então Rafael Loureiro, meu namorado, topou casar comigo. Mas, na sessão de fotos do casamento, o fotógrafo pediu uns beijos. Ele fez cara feia, soltou um papo de "nojo", me empurrou e vazou sozinho. Fiquei lá, morrendo de vergonha, pedindo desculpas à equipe. Era um dia de neve, e era difícil conseguir um táxi. Caminhei com dificuldade pela neve, passo a passo, de volta para casa. Foi então que, ao entrar na nossa casa de noivos, flagrei Rafael abraçando sua ‘amada perfeita’, Gabriela Nunes, e a beijando com tanta paixão que pareciam incapazes de se separar. — Gabi, basta uma palavra sua e eu fujo do casamento agora mesmo! Anos de paixão viraram piada ali mesmo. Depois de chorar horrores, decidi fugir do casamento antes de Rafael. Depois, a galera da elite só falava nisso: o playboy da família Loureiro rodando o mundo atrás da ex-noiva, implorando pra ela voltar.

I make my final phone call to my boyfriend when a murderer is hunting me down. He thinks I'm messing with him and hangs up on me. That destroys the final sliver of hope I have for survival. He's celebrating his childhood friend's birthday when I'm being murdered. Later, as a restorative embalmer, he receives a body to restore. He loses his mind when he restores my shattered skull and realizes the body is mine.

“I, Arnold Allirick, reject Daisy as my mate.” He was determined and he was not going to change this at all. He made his decision and he was not going to change his decision at any cost. Her mate rejected her only because she was naive and never learnt using her powers. Being brought up by a human couple, she embraced only human life. It was none of his fault, but Arnold, who was the next Alpha, wanted a mate who was fit to be the next Luna. Without helping Daisy, he rejected her outright. Just because his father wanted it. His father's wish was to have a daughter-in-law who would be as intelligent and wonderful as his wife, and not as naive as Daisy. After breaking up with this rejection, Daisy no longer wanted to move forward. Her wish was to live like a common human and this was the reason why she accepted Arnold's rejection. But the reason for which she let Arnold go, the same reason now seemed useless to her. Daisy agrees to resume her life following the command of the wolf inside her, but the Moon Goddess might not have wanted that. Moon Goddess had to pay for what happened to Daisy, and maybe that's why Ahaz came into her life. Daisy starts liking him even though she does not want to, but the problem was that Ahaz was a Vampire Prince. Will Daisy now be able to take the risk of falling in love with Ahaz after knowing his secret?

Farrah Vale doesn’t believe in curses. She’s a logical person, a medical student who stitches people up, not someone who prays to statues. So when she finds her name scribbled in blood beneath the Weeping Statue of the old campus, she laughs it off… until she dies in a car crash that same night. Except she wakes up on a train with six other passengers... Then, sitting across from her is a man she knows, Shane Calder, the ex who broke her heart a few weeks ago. But before she could process the situation, she heard a voice... [ Welcome, Cursed Ones.You have been chosen to play the Trial of Seven Sins. ] [ Survive all seven worlds, and your curse will be lifted. Fail, and your soul will burn forever. ]

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by. The other players all chose to die of old age, or peacefully in their sleep like a baby. I turned my phone to face the boss. "My fans think you're hot," I stammered. "They want me to be killed by... well, by the weapon between your legs. They said 'deeply.' Is that... an option?" The other players whispered among themselves. “This woman must have a death wish.” “Just watch. The Boss is about to tear her to shreds.” But no one expected the Boss to blush.