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Short dramas and vertical mini-series with subtitles and dubbing. Complete episodes, updated every day.
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GoodShortMute rancher Martha and Frank take in abused orphan Lily and raise her to Frontier Edge's Chief Architect. Their son Ethan frames the couple to steal the ranch's $2.8M and throws them out beaten. At his birthday gala Lily reveals her title and brings the heir to his knees. In a warehouse Frank takes a bullet for the son who betrayed him—chosen love outweighs blood.
GoodShortCold-hearted CEO Karen of Hayes Group is trapped in brutal internal family power struggles. Convinced that the gentle Shana is a pawn planted by her stepfather Leon, she spends one turbulent night with Shana out of suspicion and caution, leaving money afterwards to treat their encounter as a transaction. Shana refuses to take a single cent. Born into a reclusive wealthy family, she has had a crush on Karen since her youth and approaches her purely out of long-held secret love. Plagued by doubt, Karen keeps testing Shana, yet against her better judgment, she keeps making exceptions and falling for her.Leon and his daughter scheme relentlessly to seize corporate power and close in on Karen step by step. After layers of misunderstandings are finally cleared up, Karen realizes Shana's selfless true affection. She dismantles her stepfather's power-grabbing plot, lets down her defenses, and embraces this years-long secret crush. The two find mutual love and stay together.
GoodShortErika broke Adrian's heart to save him. Five years later, she begs the now-powerful man to fund surgery for the daughter he never knew existed, only to die of cancer herself. But her spirit remains, protecting their child, saving Adrian from suicide, and finally becoming his bride.
GoodShortMarcello, the Don of the Valence family, has severe PTSD. He’s cold, and he pushes everyone away. But I can hear his thoughts. I know about the possessiveness hiding under that cold front. When he says, “Stay away from me, I don’t want to see you,” what he’s really thinking is: Lilian, don’t go. Don’t leave me. I really need you. Six years of marriage, and I’m used to him never meaning what he says. But tonight, at the family banquet, his assistant is on his arm again, instead of me. I ask Marcello, “She’s standing where the Don’s wife should be. You got nothing to say about that?” Impatience flashes across Marcello’s face. “You’re twenty minutes late, Lilian. You have no right to question me.” “Either go stand in a corner, or get the hell out of my estate. Now.” A second later, his thoughts crash into me: Lilian. Get mad. Slap her. Scream that you’re my wife. Prove you love me. I need to feel secure. But this time, seeing the smirks on everyone’s faces, I’m just… tired. I take off the diamond ring, the one that marks me as the Don’s wife. “Since there’s no place for me here, let’s get a divorce.” Perfect timing. The hospital is sending me to London for a placement. I leave tomorrow.
GoodShortAt Northwood Lycan Academy, I’m a Beta. One of the rare few without a fated mate. But I’ve never felt less than. I have raw strength. I have ambition that no one can match. I’m getting into the Lycan Alliance on my own damn merit. No one knows I already have a secret mate online. Alpha_X. The man I’ve never met. The man who flirts with me through the screen every night. [My Moon, I can’t control how much my wolf and I crave you.] [I want to pin you down and show you how hard I am for you.] My own wolf always howls for him. Even without meeting, I’ve already chosen him. He is my mate. My plan is to meet him after I get into the Alliance. I’ll kiss him and tell him my wolf craves him too. But just before graduation, Alpha_X sent me a photo. He was shirtless. Sweat drenched the rippling mountains of his back muscles. Savage scars only added to his wildness. But then my eyes scanned past him. To a weapon rack behind him. To an ancient sigil. My blood froze. Two silver wolf fangs crossed under a blood-red moon. The crest of the Bloodmoon Core. The most elite, most ancient, and most exclusive group at Northwood. Only the purest of purebloods can get in. I froze. My mind went blank. What kind of sick joke is this? The Alpha I’ve been talking to for a year… the one who wants to be my "chosen mate"… is someone right here?
GoodShortI died on the day I was supposed to receive the Silvermoon Devotion Medal from the pack. My family, though—they were busy celebrating my little sister winning the "Pack's Best Neighbor" award at her birthday party. While she made her wish for the whole family to love her forever, I dialed my fated mate, Alpha Theodore, begging for help. He cut me off with an impatient snap— "Diana, this is the most important moment of Elara's life. Quit pulling those petty stunts for attention." It was the ninety-ninth time he'd chosen her over me. But there won't be a next time. Because I'm already dead.
GoodShortAfter my fiance’s childhood friend found out I was born with a heart condition, she secretly poured a high-dose energy drink into my champagne. The moment I drank it, my heart started racing, and stabbing pain spread through my chest. In a panic, I tore open my only emergency medication, but the water I used to take it had been swapped with strong lemon water. As soon as I drank it, my face went pale. I lost all strength and collapsed to the ground. “Lemon water’s full of vitamin C. It helps with hangovers and keeps you healthy.” Charlotte Whitmore laughed so hard she nearly doubled over. With her arms crossed, she looked at my fiance, Ethan Cross, the boss of the Rolling Stones. “Ethan, your fiancee’s acting is incredible! “I’ve been a doctor for years, and I’ve never seen anyone react like this to a little champagne and lemon water.” I bit my lip until I tasted blood. The pain made my eyes sting, and I clutched Ethan’s leg. “Honey, please, call an ambulance! I can’t take it anymore…” For a moment, his expression wavered, but the guests quickly cut in. “Come on, stop pretending! Nobody dies from a bit of champagne and lemon water.” “Yeah, you’re just jealous Charlotte got promoted and didn’t want to toast to her.” Ethan’s face turned cold again. He yanked my hand off and stepped away. “Charlotte’s a doctor. You’ll be fine with her here.” I stopped begging and texted my father asking for help
GoodShortI went to pick up my three-year-old son from preschool, only to run into a man who had snapped and started attacking people with a knife. To protect my son, I took more than a dozen stab wounds and collapsed in a pool of blood. Ethan Lawson had the attacker taken to the police station and brought in the best medical team to save us. Before I was wheeled into surgery, I anxiously asked how my son was doing. But Ethan’s eyes were red as he told me our son had lost too much blood. He had stopped breathing on the way to the hospital. The grief hit me so hard that I passed out. I forgot to tell them I was resistant to anesthesia. When I had just barely regained consciousness, I heard Ethan speaking with the doctor. “Mr. Lawson, he could have been saved. Why did you give up on resuscitation? He was your biological son. He was only three years old.” “I never planned to let him live,” Ethan said coldly. “His birth was a mistake from the start. And now he dared to ask me for a birthday present? What, was he trying to claim inheritance rights to the company?” “Vivian’s child and mine will turn eighteen soon. I promised her I’d give the company to our child as a coming-of-age gift. I won’t let anyone compete with him for it.” So the marriage I had thought was happy had been nothing but hell all along. Fine. If that was what they wanted, I would give it to them.
GoodShortAngel Eric and Demon Hailey fall deeply in love and have twin boys, but one misunderstanding tears them apart. Sixteen years later, their twin sons swap identities to play matchmaker and bring their parents back together.
GoodShortI transmigrated into a dating-sim otome game where I was supposed to romance a soft, fragile male lead. I had finally pushed him onto the bed and was just about to make my move when the long-missing system finally popped back online. [Host, I sent you to the wrong game. This is a horror game.] [The man you’re bullying right now is the horror game final boss.] I lifted my head and met a pair of blood-red eyes staring straight at me. My smile froze. “Um… you look a little tired. Maybe we should… continue this another day?” He smiled back, calm and terrifying. “I’m not tired. Go on.”
