Twisted

It was our tenth anniversary, and I thought Joseph Lynch was finally going to propose to me. However, I accidentally saw the texts on his phone and realized what a joke I had been these past ten years. [It’s our first anniversary. Darling, I want you to spend time with me.] That woman uttered such sweet and intimate words, which I rarely said to Joseph. [I’ll give her some sleeping pills before I see you.] I could not believe Joseph would say such a thing. My fingers trembled as I scrolled down their conversation. [Don’t marry her. Marry me instead!] Then, she sent him a cute and attractive photo of her. She looked like a student. [Let’s see how you behave tonight. I bought you some new lingerie. Be good and put them on. Wait for me next door.] I was wearing some ill-fitting undies while sitting in bed. Right then, I was filled with bitterness. It turned out that Joseph had bought these undies for someone else.

My body drifted in the river for five years before a fishing enthusiast reeled it in. Even though the forensic pathologist managed to reconstruct my face from when I was alive through craniofacial reconstruction technology, the hatred my brother had for me remained as strong as ever. "That better be her body! She has been on the run for five years! Even in death, she doesn't deserve pity! In fact, it simply is a disgrace to have a murderer like her as the daughter of the Clarke family!" he hissed. Everyone thought he despised me with every fiber of his being. Yet, as he spoke, his entire body trembled. Who would have guessed that the distress call I made to him five years ago would end up becoming the main factor that hastened my death?

Many years ago, Jack Banning was a top secret agent and former body guard of the vice president. His loyalty to the vice president and the nation was unbeatable. But he was set up in a cold-blood murder of the vice President's brother, Tony, by the enemy political elites who had wished for his downfall. Jack Banning was condemned to death afterwards. But right now, some years after, when death began to take its toll on the political elites, claims emerged that Jack Banning was on the rampage, wiping out the politicians. But how could a man who was supposed to be dead be running wild around the city killing? Now, his daughter, Miriam, from his estranged wife was the inspector presiding over the death toll ravaging the city. The inspector had some facts which nobody had. She was stuck between her duty and her secret biological ties with Jack Banning.

On our wedding day, Carter Hall's father took his own life in our new home. He left a suicide note, blaming me for his death. From that day forward, Carter despised me to the core. He said, "Lindsey Thomson, you deserve to rot in hell, atoning for your sins for the rest of your life." Eventually, just as he wished, I wandered the streets, mute and half-insane, living a life worse than a stray dog. But then, he regretted it.

Violet nearly 16 is out for revenge. She is learning new things about herself. Will she completely lose herself? Will she find herself? Will she get her desired revenge? Will she save her sisters? She knows what she has to do will she pull it off.

This is a story of two close friends (Courtney and Judy) and the odds that meet them as soon as Courtney turns 18. They hope for a bright future together but have no clue on things that are yet to unfold in their lives.

I returned home after studying abroad for three years, only to find that my brother’s girlfriend had brought her entire family to live in my mansion. The moment they saw me, they pinned me against the floor. "How dare you! Call him your sweetheart, spend his money, and now you're here to take my mansion? " When I saw the girlfriend’s crazed antics, I was shocked. “Who did you say owns the mansion?” “It’s my boyfriend’s, but it’ll be mine sooner or later. It has nothing to do with you.” With her parents, she yanked off the ancient pendant on my neck and crushed my heirloom bracelet. They even tied up my limbs, put me on the table, and positioned me in a humiliating pose to post online. Her brother pinned my legs down and reached under my shirt…

Five years had gone by since my death. The cops called my mom and told her they got news about me. My mother and brother marched to my grandmother's home and kicked her door down. "Where's Charlie? That shameless woman has been hiding from us far too long. Her brother needs her cornea, and she's giving it to him!" "Charlie's dead," said my grandmother, sobbing. My mother sneered. "As if. The cops called us. They said they had her news. Hand her over or get out of the house, you hag." My grandmother looked at her daughter, tears streaming down her cheeks. With trembling hands, she took my photo out. "I wonder if you've ever regretted saving your brother, Charlie."

"ความผิดของท่านพี่มิใช่ความผิดของข้า ทำไมข้าจะต้องมารับเคราะห์แทนนางด้วย เรื่องจริงหรือไม่ท่านมั่นใจได้อย่างไร? ข้าเชื่อว่าท่านพี่ปรากฏตัวในสักวันหนึ่ง เมื่อนั้นท่านต้องสืบสาวราวเรื่องหาข้อเท็จจริงเสียก่อน เป็นถึงท่านแม่ทัพก็ต้องมีความยุติธรรม ไม่ใช่อยุติธรรม หากเป็นเช่นดั่งที่ว่าไว้ ข้าน้อยยินดีรับผิดแทนท่านพี่แต่โดยดี" อะไรทำให้ฉันพูดอย่างนี้ออกไปนะ เสี่ยวเยา รนหาที่ตายแท้ๆ "ได้! ในเมื่อเจ้ากล้าพูดเช่นนี้กับข้า..." นิ้วชี้ที่เรียวยาวของท่านแม่ทัพจับลำคอขาวนวลของนาง ไว้ แม้จะไม่ออกแรงใดๆ แต่เหมือนจะบอกเป็นในว่า 'หัวเจ้าจะหลุดออกจากบ่าแน่นอน' ท่านแม่ทัพผู้นี้เปลือกนอกงดงามดั่งกว่าบุรุษทั้งหมดในใต้หล้า น่าเสียดายที่ถูกจารึกไว้ซึ่ความโหดเหี้ยมของเขาไว้ในหน้าประวัติศาสตร์

I go to my boyfriend after hearing about him flirting with his college senior. On the way there, I get into an accident and suffer from temporary memory loss after a head injury. He hurries to the hospital but points at his stoic dormmate and claims he's my boyfriend instead. He wants to use this to get rid of me. I'm unaware of this, so I hold the handsome dormmate's hand and look at him with bright eyes. "So, you're my boyfriend." Later, I regain my memory but still want to be with the handsome dormmate. I want to sever ties with my boyfriend, but he breaks down.