

On New Year's Eve, when every home is lit with reunion lights, a skyscraper in the city center hides a deadly secret. A so-called "Year-End Layoff" turns into a brutal Twelve Zodiac survival game. Finley Kirk, a low-level office worker, is only trying to earn money for his mother's treatment when he is trapped inside. There are no laws, only survival. No colleagues, only prey.Former bosses become monsters, and coworkers turn against each other as the corporate world collapses into chaos.

Security guard Nathan Steele is called by the beautiful homeowner Georgia Walsh to fix a plumbing issue. By chance, Nathan helps Georgia fend off a group of thugs who have come to collect a debt,earning her goodwill. Unwilling to marry Daniel, Georgia chooses Nathan instead. Wanting to take responsibility, Nathan offers to help her—but Georgia doubts that he has the ability to do so. Later, Nathan rescues Georgia at a bar and even secures an investment. Through his repeated acts of support and protection, Nathan not only wins Georgia’s trust and affection but also truly falls in love with her. In the end, the two come together and begin a relationship.
![[ENG DUB] All or Nothing: The Fatal Gamble](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
After losing his down payment in a gamble, Luke Lovell attempts suicide—but survives. His father, Bryce Lovell, brings him into the casino, secretly plotting to turn every thousand against the house. Amid cheating and hidden dangers, he outsmarts everyone in a high-stakes game, redeeming both father and son. The table remains a warning: greed ruins lives; only by quitting can one see the light.

Deep in debt, former mortician Ryan takes a high-paying night watch job at the cursed Number Nine Museum, bound by a life-threatening magical contract. He discovers supernatural relics with spirits inside and awakens ancient mending power from his past trade. Following strange museum rules, he calms and repairs broken artifacts, gaining loyal spirit allies like guardian beast Arus, jade hairpin spirit Eleni and eight-armed Asura. When the occult Black Snake Syndicate invades to seize the museum’s core energy, Ryan teams up with the Spiritual Suppressing Bureau to defeat the evil forces. Finally he uncovers his millennial spirit-warden heritage and becomes the eternal guardian of the museum.

After losing his down payment in a gamble, Luke Lovell attempts suicide—but survives. His father, Bryce Lovell, brings him into the casino, secretly plotting to turn every thousand against the house. Amid cheating and hidden dangers, he outsmarts everyone in a high-stakes game, redeeming both father and son. The table remains a warning: greed ruins lives; only by quitting can one see the light.
![[ENG DUB] Warning! This Player Breaks More Than Dungeons](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
College student Lyle York is dragged into a deadly game with a 99% mortality rate. Starting in hell? More like a newbie’s gift pack! While others scream for life, he activates the Brutality System and becomes the “Bloodthirsty Butcher,” smashing doors, hoarding crystals, and forcing everyone to yield. The system panickedly announces: "Warning! Another dungeon has crashed… again!"

In the Valenti Family, you're born with a chip. It's fused into the bio-watch on your wrist, its digital face counting down every second you have left to live. Everyone could see the numbers ticking down on my twin sister's watch. And on mine. They all knew she would die on our 18th birthday. So Vivian became the untouchable princess of our brutal world. Every diamond-stitched gown was hers. The rarest jewels were hers. Even our father's last shred of humanity was hers. That single sliver of warmth he showed only after his gun was holstered. I used to pity her. Her time was running out. But God, I envied her. She had everything I never did: our parents' love. Then, the night of her 18th birthday party. My parents worried I'd make a scene. That I'd piss off the Don of an allied Family. So they locked me in the cellar. Damp. Cold. While a deadly fever burned through me. I pounded on the heavy oak door, my voice cracking. "Mamma, please! Let me out! I'm burning up. My head is splitting open…" Outside, my mother's voice was a steel trap. "Enough, Sienna! Today is your sister’s 18th birthday. Her last day alive! Stop the theatrics! Can't you suffer in silence for the Family's honor?" "But I'm really sick..." Her footsteps clicked away, fading into nothing. Then the darkness swallowed me whole. And on my wrist, the bio-watch was flashing a critical alert. CRITICAL ALERT: Vital signs mismatch. Paired chip data incompatible. Please verify user.

When the Fitzroy and Saxon families orchestrate a marriage between Emmanuel Fitzroy and Anastasia Saxon, both Emmanuel and Anastasia resist being controlled by their families’ plans. They each flee the arranged blind date, only to fortuitously meet one another. As their feelings deepen, they remain unaware of each other’s true identities. During her internship at Fitzroy Group, Anastasia finds herself impersonated by the intern Zinnia Saxon and subjected to bullying by her colleagues. With sheer determination and Emmanuel’s unwavering support, Anastasia demonstrates her true potential and navigates through the challenges. As their real identities are eventually revealed, Emmanuel and Anastasia embark on a new journey together, poised to embrace the next chapter of their lives.

I have been bound to Ryan Hardin for nine years. He is pureblood, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack. And I… I was chosen as nothing more than a “temporary Luna,” a political pawn to steady the pack’s power. In those nine years, he betrayed me countless times. The first time, on my birthday, he announced that the celebration belonged to another she-wolf he had just met. The second time, I brewed medicine for his injuries, only to be accused by the Elders of bewitching the Alpha. He didn’t defend me—instead, he ordered me to be whipped in front of the entire pack. The third time, I was three months pregnant. He stood there, watching as his childhood sweetheart pushed me down the stone steps. I lost our pup that day. Nine years. Three thousand two hundred nights. I endured his indifference, his humiliation, his contempt. Last night, at the Silverfang Pack’s full-moon feast, he openly entwined his hand with a young Omega’s while I sat abandoned at the far end of the Alpha’s table. Every gaze cut into me—wolves whispering, mocking, savoring the spectacle. It was his 200th betrayal. When the feast ended, Ryan didn’t even look at me. His words were sharper than fangs: “Don’t forget, your Luna title is only temporary.” At dawn, he descended the Alpha’s staircase, his voice cold and commanding as if I were a servant: “Prepare the council’s tea. Now.” I met his gaze without flinching, my voice steady, stripped of all submission. “I’m sorry, Alpha. That is no longer my duty.” He seems to forget—we were never bound by a mark. Ours was an agreement, nothing more. And today marks the third-to-last day before that agreement ends. I gathered the Luna emblem, the wedding ring, and our only wedding photo—and burned them all. In three days, I’ll leave this pack. I will return to the secluded Herbal Academy, reclaim my research. And this time, when I walk away, I will never return.

I have been bound to Ryan Hardin for nine years. He is pureblood, the Alpha of Silverfang Pack. And I… I was chosen as nothing more than a “temporary Luna,” a political pawn to steady the pack’s power. In those nine years, he betrayed me countless times. The first time, on my birthday, he announced that the celebration belonged to another she-wolf he had just met. The second time, I brewed medicine for his injuries, only to be accused by the Elders of bewitching the Alpha. He didn’t defend me—instead, he ordered me to be whipped in front of the entire pack. The third time, I was three months pregnant. He stood there, watching as his childhood sweetheart pushed me down the stone steps. I lost our pup that day. Nine years. Three thousand two hundred nights. I endured his indifference, his humiliation, his contempt. Last night, at the Silverfang Pack’s full-moon feast, he openly entwined his hand with a young Omega’s while I sat abandoned at the far end of the Alpha’s table. Every gaze cut into me—wolves whispering, mocking, savoring the spectacle. It was his 200th betrayal. When the feast ended, Ryan didn’t even look at me. His words were sharper than fangs: “Don’t forget, your Luna title is only temporary.” At dawn, he descended the Alpha’s staircase, his voice cold and commanding as if I were a servant: “Prepare the council’s tea. Now.” I met his gaze without flinching, my voice steady, stripped of all submission. “I’m sorry, Alpha. That is no longer my duty.” He seems to forget—we were never bound by a mark. Ours was an agreement, nothing more. And today marks the third-to-last day before that agreement ends. I gathered the Luna emblem, the wedding ring, and our only wedding photo—and burned them all. In three days, I’ll leave this pack. I will return to the secluded Herbal Academy, reclaim my research. And this time, when I walk away, I will never return.