rpf vacancy 2022

A storm. A blocked road. One lit window in the dark. The Hayes family finds shelter in a house that isn't what it looks like — and neither are the four strangers inside. Ethan just wanted a place to wait out the rain. Now he's the only one who can be blamed for what's already dead in that house. Some doors should stay closed.

When the Midnight Hotel appears, people vanish. Jamie Kracon has spent years hunting the cursed hotel that swallowed his brother whole. Every sighting ends the same way: missing guests, erased evidence, and survivors driven insane. Then one storm-soaked night, the doors open for him. Inside, the hotel is impossibly beautiful. Glittering chandeliers. Endless velvet halls. Smiling staff who never blink. And Lily Nara, a girl who knows Jamie’s name despite never meeting him before. But the Midnight Hotel has rules. Never stop moving after 3AM. Never look behind Room 913. And if the concierge offers you a key… refuse it. As Jamie and Lily descend through the hotel’s deadly floors, they uncover a nightmare older than humanity itself. Because the hotel is alive, the guests are being chosen for a reason, and something monstrous is waiting beneath Floor Zero. Some doors were never meant to open again.

Als ein rücksichtsloser Unternehmenskrieg Isabella alles entriss, was ihr lieb war, wurde sie in eine lieblose Vertragsehe mit dem Alpha gezwungen, den sie am meisten verachtete – alles, um ihren Vater zu retten. Die kalte, unnachgiebige Bindung wurde zu ihrem Gefängnis, erstickte sie, während Verbitterung und Groll schwärten. Gerade als sie dachte, ihr Leben würde ein endloser Kreislauf des Schmerzes sein, kehrte ihr ehemaliger Geliebter, James, zurück, um sie zu retten. Doch die Rettung kam zu einem tödlichen Preis. Von dem Mann, den sie einst liebte, verraten und in einen feurigen Tod gelockt, war es ihr verhasster Ehemann, der alles riskierte und in die Flammen sprang, um sie zu retten. In ihren letzten Momenten verschwammen die Grenzen zwischen Wahrheit und Lügen. War ihr Retter derjenige, den sie hasste, oder derjenige, dem sie vertraute? Bevor das Feuer sie verschlang, richtete Isabella ein verzweifeltes Flehen an die Mondgöttin: Gib mir noch eine Chance... lass mich mein Schicksal neu schreiben! Als sie die Augen öffnete, war das Unmögliche geschehen – die Zeit hatte sich um ein Jahr zurückgedreht!

A once great country known for its freedom and democracy has become a closed dictatorship, so Dr. Ava Washington has never had freedom of choice nor the right to vote.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

Wendy York took the tutoring job for the money. Her student, Eli Hayes, is a senior who's failing everything — math, English, motivation to exist in a classroom. Her job is simple: get his grades up before college entrance exams. “You don’t want to learn math, and you don’t want to learn English either. So, what exactly do you want to learn?” “What if whatever I want to learn, you will teach me?” “Nonsense, why else would I be here as your tutor?” “I want to learn how to kiss.” “……” Wendy looked seriously at Eli. “Sorry, I’ve never considered having a boyfriend younger than me.” Eli raised an eyebrow. "I'm younger by one hour." “Even a minute counts!” He leaned in with the kind of smile that made her forget she was supposed to be the responsible one. "Then maybe it's time to reconsider."