

Eight years ago, a massive fire broke out. Viola risked her life to save Kael. She was left with severe burn scars across her back, and her parents lost their lives in the disaster.Overwhelmed by guilt, Kael made a marriage promise to her. The two ran a mountain lodge in Banff together.On the eve of their wedding, an eighteen-year-old girl, Sera, stepped into their lives. Kael became addicted to the easy comfort he felt with Sera, hurting Viola time and again. From public humiliation at a bonfire party, to a life-or-death choice on the cliff, and being blocked at the airport — with help from her attending doctor Lynn, Viola ran away.She moved to Portland and became a trauma recovery counselor. There she met Dr. Eason, and slowly faced her scars and emotional fears. But Kael could not let go; he kept chasing and pestering her. consumed by love turned hatred, Sera set a new fire crisis.Viola traveled overseas for further studies. Kael sold the lodge and crossed oceans to track her down.The two finally met in London for their final farewell. Kael let go of his obsession and left.No longer trapped by debts of gratitude, past pain, or other people’s love, Viola made peace with herself — and started living for her own sake.

When I returned to the Costello family as the long-lost daughter, I was dressed in my adoptive sister's hand-me-downs, and the family driver came only for her. Still, they felt guilty toward the daughter they had raised in my absence. So when the government rolled out the Fairness System, they registered the whole family before I could blink. My father exhaled with relief. "With this system enforcing absolute equality, Brittany won't ever have to suffer again." My mother took my hand, her voice leaving no room for argument. "You came home and stole everything that belonged to her. That's not fair to Brittany." My brother didn't bother hiding his contempt. "I only acknowledge one sister. You already got more than you deserve. Don't push your luck." I ate leftovers while she had private chefs. I sweated in a closet while she slept in a custom-designed suite. I almost laughed. When the system went live, they were the ones who fell apart.

My adoptive mother wiped my face with feces every day. She had locked me in the dog cage and made me fight the dogs for scraps of food.When my biological parents finally found me, I weighed only fifty pounds at fifteen years old. I was nothing but skin and bones, with my entire body covered in dog bites.They brought me back to the Costello family. I thought I 'd finally have a family who loved me.But the moment I arrived, Brett---the son they had raised in my absence---pulled out a knife."I shouldn't be here. I should be the one living the nightmare Valentino had gone through."My mother immediately dropped my hand and pulled him into her arms."Brett, you don't have to go anywhere. From today onward, the Costello family will have two sons.We will love you and Valentino equally."It didn't take long for me to discover what my mother's version of "equal love" really looked like.Over three years, I was sweating in a cramped closet while he enjoyed a massage in a custom-designed luxury suite.I was huddled in the corner with my meal, while he sat at the table with my family, feasting on the fine dishes his personal chef had made just for him.I walked ten kilometers to school under the blazing sun, while he sat in a Rolls‑Royce with the AC on, humming a mocking little tune.When the government launched the Fairness System, my family registered everyone before I could even react."With this system enforcing absolute equality, Brett will never have to suffer again."I sat in the corner, chewing on leftover scraps, listening to them talk.Three days later, the system went live.They believed that their version of fairness had finally arrived. But it never came.Instead...They all fell apart.One by one.

When I returned to the Costello family as the long-lost daughter, I was dressed in my adoptive sister's hand-me-downs, and the family driver came only for her. Still, they felt guilty toward the daughter they had raised in my absence. So when the government rolled out the Fairness System, they registered the whole family before I could blink. My father exhaled with relief. "With this system enforcing absolute equality, Brittany won't ever have to suffer again." My mother took my hand, her voice leaving no room for argument. "You came home and stole everything that belonged to her. That's not fair to Brittany." My brother didn't bother hiding his contempt. "I only acknowledge one sister. You already got more than you deserve. Don't push your luck." I ate leftovers while she had private chefs. I sweated in a closet while she slept in a custom-designed suite. I almost laughed. When the system went live, they were the ones who fell apart.
![[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.
![[ENG DUB] Fatal Allure: Spoiling My Wife](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
She is a world renowned designer born in a super-rich family with a prestigious background. In order to repay a life-saving favor, she got married with the vegetable patient and took care of him for many years! However, on the day her husband woke up, he kicked her out and married his dream girl! After the divorce, her true identity was revealed! She made the scum ex and the despicable mistress feel so ashamed. Her ex-husband regretted it so much, but unfortunately, it was too late. She was already dating a good-looking young man…

Three years into an intelligent zombie apocalypse, gladiator Michonne, the only Perfect Mutant alive, is saved by rebel leader Rick and his super-powered squad. She takes the serum to gain great strength, aiming to save her sister Miana. However, Miana betrays her and teams up with the villain the Lord of the Abyss to steal her power. After fierce battles and shocking conspiracies, the Abyss Lord dies, Miana goes missing, and a bigger hidden enemy emerges, leaving humanity’s dawn still distant.

Claire Foster, heiress of the Foster family, left her privileged life behind to live simply. When her daughter suffered a sudden heart attack, she was blocked and humiliated by her father's girlfriend. The Foster family rushed to her side. Claire decided to expose the truth at a family banquet. Layer by layer, the schemes of the girlfriend, her accomplices, and Claire's hypocritical husband collapsed. Every wrongdoer finally paid the price.

Port Salem is ruled by the mafia, but above the mafia stand the Gifted—and the Moreau family are their kings. Vera Moreau, the family's only daughter, married a genteel neighborhood doctor three years ago and tried to live as an ordinary wife. When her sister-in-law is poisoned and her husband's leg is broken, she calls her semi-retired parents out of the shadows and destroys the upstart Santoro family in a single night. As he recovers, Vera learns her husband is no ordinary man: he is Adrian Valentine, the last survivor of the underworld dynasty that Don Marchetti massacred fifteen years ago—and everything that happened was Marchetti's trap to force him into the open. When Marchetti takes a hostage and sets a deadly banquet, Adrian rises from his wheelchair, awakens his bloodline power, and takes his revenge. In the end, Adrian refuses the Don's throne and returns to his clinic. Vera is expecting a child, and the two families share afternoon tea in the garden. To Port Salem, the Moreaus are gods and nightmares; to Vera, they are home.

It was our wedding anniversary when my husband's high school sweetheart posted a sonogram picture on her social media, with her captioning a public thank-you to my husband: [Thank you to the man who's been there for me for ten years, and for giving me a son.] The room spun, and anger surged through me as I quickly commented: [So, you're proud of being a homewrecker?] Almost immediately, my husband called, his voice full of rage. "How can you think such disgusting things? All I did was help her with IVF, fulfilling her dream of becoming a single mom. "And by the way, Ruby only needed one try to get pregnant, while you’ve been through three rounds with nothing. Your body is useless!" Just three days ago, he told me he was going abroad for business—ignoring my calls and messages the entire time. I thought he was just busy. However, it turned out he was with her, attending her prenatal checkup. Half an hour later, Ruby posted again, showing off a table full of delicious food. [I got tired of French food, so Ash made me all my favorite dishes. He’s the best!] I stared at the pregnancy test in my hand, the joy I had felt earlier now completely gone. After eight years of love and six years of swallowing my pride just to keep the marriage alive, I’m finally ready to let go.