Gay-for-you

“You are a stupid son-in-law! Loser! Not reliable! You don't deserve to be my son-in-law." Agler has been married to Pooja, Dalton's daughter for two years, but during that time he doesn’t have a job and he only lived with his in-laws. That make Agler always gets blasphemy from his in-laws. One day, Agler came home with money as much as 20,000 dollars. Instantly, his father-in-law was immediately kind to him. But, where did Agler get the money?

The only son-in-law of a billionaire family gets banished into an old unused cottage after his wife brings another man she likes into the house. Alone and heart torn by his wife and in-laws, Carlos rots in this place for weeks; however, in his last moments, a mysterious person helps him. When Carlos regains his vigor, he sets out to teach his wife and her wicked family a cold-blooded lesson! “You ruined my life, Sofia. Now I’m coming for you like a loving thief in disguise!”

"What the fuck! Who are you?! You're the one standing at the end of the street, right? Who are you!!" "Howl." The man named Bast Howl was a guardian deity sent to protect animals on earth. Anna is a detective who investigates an unnatural death case. But in the midst of her investigation, Anna is attacked by a mysterious human figure, causing Anna to be injured. Anna is attacked by a mysterious human figure, causing Anna to get hurt. Suddenly another mysterious man came just before a sharp knife pierced his heart. Howl was sent to find out the traitor who fled to earth and echoed into a human figure who killed many humans and animals on earth. Howl and Anna share the same mission, until they decide to work together. But when the two live together, feelings of love arise between each other. This absurd love story makes them unable to be honest about their feelings. Can they solve that mysterious case? Can they be together?

“If you help the needy, someday the universe will help you when you need it the most.” In an effort to do good, to protect Monica, the girl he loved, Dean Morton was abused by a man who happened to be the son of the ruler of Dildior Metropolis. He was beaten to pulp, and the tattoo of Monica's name on his left hand was peeled off. Until despair crept into his soul, thinking that in the end the universe could only see his suffering. However, he couldn't be more wrong. The unique gemstone on his wrist suddenly cracked, and lightning struck. Since then, Dean's life has never been the same. Strange things begin to happen in his life. He begins to feel the evil intentions of the people around him, and able to feel and see the presence of evil spirits. And more than that, he begins to realize the overflowing spirit energy from within his body, something he has had since childhood but had never realized before.

The saying is 'Out of the darkness and into the light', at least that is how it goes when the good guys say it in the movies. David Dahmer was no movie star, hell, he was barely even a blip on the radar of life, except for the fact that he was the little brother to the Milwalkee Monster, Jeffrey Dahmer. When darkness comes calling, will David have the ability to fight, push through his deepest fears and resist the urge to slay everything in his path? This intense horror-thriller will lead you down roads that you may never recover from. Read at your own risk.

In a scream of blood, Samuel breathed his last. He was murdered in a rather sadistic way by students from a wealthy family. Actually, Samuel knew that continuing to hope would create its own wounds, but he couldn't stop. He was weak and could do nothing but hope. At that moment, Samuel wanted to live. He didn't want to die at such a young age, he still wanted to join the war party and others. Unfortunately, it was only hope. The reality was the opposite. He was destined to die. For the first time, Samuel's hope came true. He was still alive, but at a younger age. How could Samuel come back to life? Would he be able to avenge the suffering of his former life? Or would it still be the same? "How did it feel? When no one helps you and insults you? Doesn't it feel so miserable that you want to die? But take it easy. I'm just starting out." - Samuel -

"If you've any conscience left in you, you'll understand that you deserve this." The prison doors closed behind him with those final words. Ethan Carvendish was the true heir of the Carvendish family, yet his existence was treated as nothing more than a stain that needed to be erased. "You're nothing but a criminal!" His father discarded him without hesitation. "I regret giving birth to you. I wish Charlie was my biological son!" His mother chose an adopted son over her own flesh and blood. "Charlie is my only brother, not a disgusting parasite like you." His sister looked at him with nothing but disgust. "It's just three years in prison. Charlie is delicate, unlike you." The woman he loved stood beside his adopted brother, forged evidence, framed him, and watched silently as he was condemned for a crime he never committed. For three years, he rotted in prison for someone's crime, while they celebrated his fall. The prison did not break him, it awakened him. Now Ethan has returned, not as the discarded heir… But as the Shadow Tyrant. A name whispered in fear. A power no one can control. A ruler the elite world cannot defy. "Son… We were wrong." The parents who abandoned him now kneel before him. "Ethan, sister regrets everything… please come back…" The sister who once saw him as nothing but a disgrace now begging for his attention. "Ethan… please give me another chance…" The woman who once sent him to prison crawls to his feet. But the Ethan Carvendish they betrayed died behind those prison walls, the one who returned is coldhearted. As the world trembles before the Shadow Tyrant, only one question remains. Will Ethan Carvendish reclaim everything that was stolen from him… or will shadow tyrant destroy them all without mercy?

Betrayed by his trusted General and a Vice President revealed as a traitor, Project Agent Gabriel Jones of the US Army found himself marooned in a world of fantasy. As he clutched his voice message terminal, the President's final words crackled through: "Gabriel, it's over! They've taken the White House. If you're still out there, for God's sake, get back here! We need you!" Can he fight his way through this alien nightmare and return to a shattered America, or will he perish in the grip of this new world?

My life has become a real quest "how not to go crazy and survive." If I thought that the most difficult thing is to survive the loss of loved ones, then I was deeply mistaken. It is difficult to survive when they want to get rid of you in order to gain power. Difficult, but possible. It's difficult when a dark magician and his minions want to make you their battery. It is difficult to avoid, but so far it is possible. The hardest thing is to accept the time and fate allotted to me from above. My quest is 8760 years long.

They called me the Scourge of the Seven Realms. The Black Emperor. The man who'd conquered half the world before his thirtieth birthday. None of those titles mattered now, as I lay dying on the blood-soaked marble of my throne room. "Any last words, Damien?" High Priestess Celeste stood over me, her blade — my own sword, stolen during the battle — still dripping with my blood. Behind her, the leaders of the rebellion watched with hungry eyes, eager to see the tyrant fall. I wanted to laugh. After everything I'd done, all the kingdoms I'd conquered, all the battles I'd won, I was being killed by the woman I'd once loved. The woman I'd trusted above all others. "You won't win," I managed, blood bubbling from my lips. "The demons... they'll come regardless. You've doomed everyone." "Better the demons than you," she spat. The irony was bitter. I'd conquered the world to unite it, to prepare for the demonic invasion my visions had shown me. But fear and propaganda had turned me into a monster in their eyes. They couldn't see that everything I'd done was to save them. "So be it," I whispered. "May you live long enough to see your mistake." Celeste raised the blade for the final strike. "Goodbye, Damien." The sword fell. Darkness swallowed me. And then...