
![[ENG DUB] Crash, Crush, Cash](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
Wanda, struck by campus heartthrob Carson in a car accident, discovers she has gained X-ray vision. With her power, she rises to the top in just one month, becoming the riches woman. Along the way, the campus top dog Dawson, the charming heir Carson, and formidable Silas, three of the city’s most desirable men, find themselves captivated by her. This woman is truly something else!

In her past life, Yvonne Grant gave everything to Marcus Quinn, only to be betrayed and deceived. Reborn on the very day she must choose a fiancé, she turns away from her first love Marcus and instead chooses Quintus Dalton, a man destined to become a tech magnate. As they spend time together, Yvonne uncovers his long-hidden feelings and years of quiet devotion. Realizing that Quintus is the one she was truly meant to love, she confronts Marcus with the truth that he once mistook another woman for her. Free at last from her old obsessions, Yvonne opens her heart to the man who has always stood by her side.

The night before our wedding, my mother needed a fifty-thousand-dollar emergency deposit for surgery. I went to my fiancé, Major Adrian Hayes, hoping he would listen before it was too late. He only saw the number. He paid the deposit in the end, but something between us broke that night. That money became the beginning of every name he would ever use against me. After that, every time I asked him for help, he sent me one hundred dollars. When I was in a car accident, he sent one hundred dollars. When I begged him to attend my mother’s funeral, he sent one hundred dollars. Eight months ago, I found out I was pregnant. I sent him seventy-seven voice messages, desperate to tell him we were having a baby. He never listened. He only sent seventy-seven payments of one hundred dollars. Later, when I started bleeding and was rushed into emergency surgery, I called Adrian and begged him to come to the hospital, to answer the doctors, to save our child. He sent one hundred dollars again. At the same time, Madeline’s Instagram story showed Adrian in his dress uniform beside her at a lavish officers’ charity gala. The comments all treated them like the perfect match. I stared at the screen until my hand went numb. I was begging for him from the edge of an emergency room while he stood under chandeliers beside another woman, looking as if he had already found the wife he wanted. By the time Adrian finally turned his phone back on, his staff officer’s voice was shaking. “Major Hayes... your wife and the baby did not make it.” And in that moment, Adrian went feral.

The night before our wedding, my mother needed a fifty-thousand-dollar emergency deposit for surgery. I went to my fiancé, Major Adrian Hayes, hoping he would listen before it was too late. He only saw the number. He paid the deposit in the end, but something between us broke that night. That money became the beginning of every name he would ever use against me. After that, every time I asked him for help, he sent me one hundred dollars. When I was in a car accident, he sent one hundred dollars. When I begged him to attend my mother’s funeral, he sent one hundred dollars. Eight months ago, I found out I was pregnant. I sent him seventy-seven voice messages, desperate to tell him we were having a baby. He never listened. He only sent seventy-seven payments of one hundred dollars. Later, when I started bleeding and was rushed into emergency surgery, I called Adrian and begged him to come to the hospital, to answer the doctors, to save our child. He sent one hundred dollars again. At the same time, Madeline’s Instagram story showed Adrian in his dress uniform beside her at a lavish officers’ charity gala. The comments all treated them like the perfect match. I stared at the screen until my hand went numb. I was begging for him from the edge of an emergency room while he stood under chandeliers beside another woman, looking as if he had already found the wife he wanted. By the time Adrian finally turned his phone back on, his staff officer’s voice was shaking. “Major Hayes... your wife and the baby did not make it.” And in that moment, Adrian went feral.
![[ENG DUB] The Mist Between Our Graves](https://acfs3.goodshort.com/dist/src/assets/images/pc/common/f901131c-default-book-cover.png)
On her birthday, Elena Swift accidentally found out that her husband was not crippled, but actually from a wealthy family, and he was welcoming another girl back to the country. The explanation he gave Elana was that he wanted to test if she was a gold-digger. While Ethan was waiting for Elena to come back, she was already planning to divorce him. Meanwhile, Clarence Fowler, the richest man in the country, requested her to marry him, because she happened to be able to ease his pain from touch starvation.

Nathan Miller is the Miller family's long-lost legitimate son who, after being brought back to the wealthy household, faces only cold stares,abuse, and betrayal. His mother shows favoritism, his father remains indifferent, his sister treats him cruelly, and the adopted son Lucas Miller, who usurped his place, frames him at every turn and steals everything—his education, his dreams, even his life. However, fate grants him a second life as Ethan Parker, son of Riverton's wealthiest family. Armed with memories and hatred from his past life, he returns to high society as the Parker heir, vowing to make the Miller family pay!

On her father-in-law's 50th birthday, housewife Clara Wynn catches him having an affair with her husband's childhood friend. When she tries to expose them, everyone turns against her, and Ivy Lane pushes her into traffic, killing her. Reborn on that fateful day, Clara pretends to comply while secretly plotting, setting traps that will make everyone witness the truth for themselves.

Six years ago, Nora Carson spent a night with the formidable Perry Moore. Unwilling to be seen as a gold digger, she chose to walk away without looking back—never realizing she was carrying his child. Now, six years later, her aunt is pressuring her into an unwanted marriage. Desperate for a way out, she has no choice but to send her daughter to find the one man she once left behind. And just like that, their fates intertwine once more, setting the stage for a love story neither of them saw coming.

Chantal Jones and Jason Joliet fell in love when they were young. Jason witnessed Chantal being hurt by her foster father and, in a fit of rage, stabbed the man and was sent to prison.On the very day he was imprisoned, Chantal broke up with him.Five years later, Jason returned from abroad to attend his brother's engagement party—only to find that the smiling, gentle fiancée beside his brother was none other than Chantal,the woman he could never forget, the love and hatred buried deep in his heart.

On her perfect wedding day, Sarah Anderson wears a sixty-thousand-dollar gown and smiles for three hundred guests. But hidden inside the massive hoop skirt is a man—Jorden, her husband's best friend, a dwarf with a predatory obsession. While the priest reads vows, his hands crawl up her legs, and no one can see. Sarah must stay silent, or ruin her own wedding. But the nightmare doesn't end at the altar. Jorden threatens her, blackmails her, and returns again and again. Worse, Sarah discovers that her own husband, Chad, orchestrated it all—sharing her like a trophy with his friend. Her maid of honor and best friend, Jennifer, isn't a victim either; she's been turned into Jorden's accomplice, helping him trap Sarah at every turn. Broken but not defeated, Sarah stops running. She hides a camera in her hairpin, records every assault, and builds a case that will expose not just one predator, but a conspiracy of betrayal. In a shocking courtroom finale, she names every perpetrator—including the man who vowed to love her. Beneath the Wedding Dress is a harrowing psychological thriller about one woman's journey from silent victim to fierce survivor—and the terrifying truth that the people closest to us can be the most dangerous of all.