Zack From Angels Of Death

The Horror Game invaded the world. Real players entered the game, and their every move would be broadcast live. My adopted son shoved me—an eighty-eight-year-old woman—straight into a deadly dungeon to save his own skin. One of the comments in the live stream predicted: [What? They’re tossing in such an elderly woman? No way she’s gonna survive the first night!] On the first night, a frost-bitten ghost exhaled icy breath in my face. I shrugged off my thick floral coat, feeling sorry for her. “You poor thing! You must be freezing. Listen to me and bundle up quickly!” The second night, a starving ghost lunged at me with blood dripping down his chin. I sniffed the air, then found a jar of pickled cabbage. “Look at how skinny you are! Come on, let me get you something hot to eat.” On the final day, the last surviving players tied me up, desperate to steal the one ticket to escape. However, before they could touch me, every ghost in the dungeon came storming out, cleavers and rolling pins in hand. “Touch her, and you’re dead meat!”

เมื่อพลังแห่งความตายถูกปลุกให้ตื่น โลกถึงคราวโกลากล ยุคสมัยแห่งวันสิ้นโลกได้มาถึง เหล่าฆาตรกรได้รับพลัง จากการฆ่าเพื่อความบันเทิง สู่การฆ่าเพื่อสร้างกองทัพซอมบี้ของตน ผู้ที่เคยสังหาร ไม่ว่าจะเชือดไก่ไปจนถึงบี้มด จะปลุก ‘ไอโลหิต’ ส่วนผู้ที่เคยสังหารเผ่าพันธุ์เดียวกัน จะปลุก ‘ไอทมิฬ’ หรือก็คือผู้ที่มีไอทมิฬ คือ 'ฆาตกร' ในวันที่หมอกโลหิตปกคลุมโลกทั้งใบ ชายหนุ่มก็ทิ้งร่างลงมาจากตึกเก้าชั้น แต่ผู้ที่อยากตายอย่างเขากลับไม่ตาย 'ไพเรนทร์' ไม่รู้ว่าเขาปลุกไอทมิฬขึ้นมาได้อย่างไร จนกระทั่งเขาถูกพาออกไปนอกกำแพงเพื่อใช้เป็นเหยื่อล่อฆาตกรอันดับที่สิบเจ็ด ความลับแห่งพลังที่ซุกซ่อนไว้กว่าสิบสองปี สาเหตุที่ไพเรนทร์ยังมีชีวิตอยู่ เพราะพลังของเขาคือ 'อมตะ' เมื่อความตาย กลายเป็นพลัง ผู้ที่ ‘อยากตาย' จึงกลายเป็นผู้ที่แข็งแกร่งที่สุด

Albaret Victori deon yang hidup di tahun 1520 dari keluarga kerajaan yang terkenal dengan kehebatan dan ketaguhan yang dimiliki oleh kerajaan tersebut. Kini telah memasuki tahun 2020, ia masih tetap ada di muka bumi ini sebagai bodygard. Dengan wajah yang tampan dan cool, sifatnya yang begitu cuek dan dingin akhirnya terkalahkan dengan seorang gadis yang pernah ia temui selama 500 tahun yang lalu. Dila laurent merupakan salah satu putri dari kerjaan seberang, yang mana merupakan musuh bubuyutan dari kerajaan Hansai yang merupakan kerjaan dari Albaret. Namun, sayangnya perempuan ini bukan perempuan yang bernama Dila laurent. Hanya saja wajahnya dan namanya yang menyerupai perempuan tersebut. Dila laurent di besarkan dengan penuh kemewahan sifatnya juga yang begitu angkuh dan tak ingin mengalah menjadikan ia sosok wanita yang mempunyai kepribadian yang sangat keras. Albaret terjebak di dunia ini lantaran ia belum berhasil mencari cara untuk kembali, andai saja jika waktu itu terulang kembali maka, ia tak akan memilih untuk masuk ke dalam pintu yang mampu membawanya sampai ke bumi. Selain itu, Albaret juga sangat pandai dalam segala hal. Di penghujung cerita apakah ia bisa kembali? Apakah ia bisa merasakan jatuh cinta pertama kalinya?

All because he believed I pushed Elena down the stairs out of jealousy. Six months ago, a rival family drugged Alexander. Elena saved him and got pregnant. Her family disowned her for it. "Ivy, why can't you just let her be?" Alexander choked me, disappointment and rage in his eyes. "She saved my life! I promised to send her away. Why be so vicious to an unborn child? If anything happens to them, I'll bury you with them." I didn't argue. I just planned an explosion. But when I vanished, the high-and-mighty Don went mad.

On the third day after my death, Eliza Sutton received the call to claim my body. She was resting in another man's arms. She said nonchalantly, "He's dead, huh? Just cremate it and call me afterward." My body was fed to the flames and reduced to ashes. When the staff were done, they contacted Eliza again. Irritation flashed in her eyes as she snapped, "I heard you. I'm on my way."

In my previous life, my husband suffered a sudden brain hemorrhage and died instantly in his office. When I arrived at the hospital, all that awaited me was his lifeless body. Overwhelmed with grief, I coughed up blood and was bedridden ever since. On my deathbed, I happened to see a news report—my husband had won a $15 million lottery. Standing beside him at the prize ceremony was none other than my best friend. The shock killed me on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my husband had just died.

In the late stages of her pregnancy, my wife slipped away into the mountains with her childhood sweetheart, seeking some reckless thrill under the open sky. Fate, however, had other plans. She suffered a massive hemorrhage, and the two were rushed to the hospital. As a doctor, I took one glance at her condition and instructed the nurse to prepare for the cremation. In my previous life, I had risked everything to save her. On that very operating table, she and the child inside her perished together. Her childhood sweetheart, overcome with grief and fury, rallied others to accuse me of seeking personal revenge. Their rage was relentless, and they broke my hands. "A butcher like you, without medical ethics, deserves nothing less than eternal damnation!" they shouted, their words burning like brands on my soul. Yet I distinctly remembered—the surgery had been a success. Her vital signs had stabilized. Clinging to hope, I begged my in-laws to conduct an autopsy, to uncover the truth buried beneath the accusations. Instead, they called the police, who swiftly charged me with performing surgery under the influence of alcohol. Stripped of my rights, I was thrown into prison, where suffering became my only companion. Years later, upon release, I stumbled across a sight that tore what was left of my heart to shreds—my wife, alive and well, behind the wheel of a luxury car, accompanied by her childhood sweetheart and their child, living off the fortune I had worked tirelessly to build. Their betrayal didn't end there. Coldly and methodically, they lured me into a trap, casting me into a cement mixer to erase every trace of my existence. When I next opened my eyes, time had rewound itself. I was back on that fateful day, the one when her hemorrhage began.

The fake daughter married my boyfriend. My mouth was taped and I was being chopped into pieces by her admirer. The entire family took turns to call me. My mother said, "How ungrateful you are. I should not have brought you home back then." Father added, "Don't bother coming back if you do not attend Samantha's wedding." Brother said, "Let me tell you, you shall root in hell if you choose not to attend the wedding." At that moment, I didn't even have the energy to shout for help due to excessive blood loss. Everyone lost their patience, "Speak up! Are you dead or what?" I could only see the calls being disconnected. One thing they did not know, I was really dead.

SYNOPSIS  Gwenevere and Kathryn are both Childhood friends who grew up together with different horrible experiences from men. Which made them become lesbians, their love was so strong to the extent that they took an oath. Will Gwenevere be able to keep that oath after meeting with Ricardo Lorenze, the hot and sexy CEO of the modeling company which she applied for? " Kathryn, please let's find a way to break this oath ". Gwen pleaded with her lover after she found out that she is already in love with Ricardo. " Gwen, I will never let you go, Till death do us path. I love you ". Kathryn cried out and hugged Gwen.  What was the oath all about? Will Gwen be able to know what it feels like to get intimate with a man?  What would happen when Kathryn's true discretions were uncovered by Gwen?  Let's find out how love turned into a dangerous nightmare. Let's read along and find out.

My wife was a surgeon. She saved plenty of lives in her career. However, the only person she failed to save was me. When I was involved in an accident with her long-time crush, she immediately saved him instead. I had been dead for three months, and that was when she realized the person who had been messaging her during this time was not me and started to panic.