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Grace Lawson is a rising star at Breeze Air—brilliant, respected, and utterly alone. Starved for love after a lifetime of neglect, she falls hard for David Collins's whirlwind romance. Yet his passion isn't for her. It's for her connections, her status, and her usefulness. Today, they're getting married.

A little more than just a puff of smoke in the air. It is the delicate art of cultivating a bond of love stronger than we know.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

Tristan Corwin is Doom Valley's top talented assassin. His master gifts him five armed women meant to kill him, yet he easily defeats them and gains full recognition. Upon leaving the mountain, he runs into Ghost Syndicate Ninjas hunting drugged Isabella Kaelen. She begs Tristan for help, but he coldly pushes her away. As he turns to leave, the arrogant ninjas tell him to get out. Suddenly, Tristan's glare turns deadly, and a terrifying murderous aura instantly fills the air...

Tristan Corwin is Doom Valley's top talented assassin. His master gifts him five armed women meant to kill him, yet he easily defeats them and gains full recognition. Upon leaving the mountain, he runs into Ghost Syndicate Ninjas hunting a drugged Isabella Kaelen. She begs Tristan for help, but he coldly pushes her away. As he turns to leave, the arrogant ninjas tell him to get out. Suddenly, Tristan's glare turns deadly, and a terrifying murderous aura instantly fills the air...

Nina and Easton have been in love for ten years. She stands by him through everything, from his days as an unknown student to becoming a billionaire. But just as Easton reaches the height of his success, Nina catches him getting too close with his business partner, Candice. With Candice stirring the pot, Nina finally gives up on him completely. One day, the three of them board the same flight. Mid-air, the plane experiences a sudden emergency. During the crash landing, Easton chooses to protect Candice—leaving Nina, who is pregnant with twins, in critical danger...

Legendary pilot Hilary Archer awakens decades in the future—trapped in the body of a 9-year-old girl, Naomi. On a turbulent Zenith Air flight, a catastrophic engine failure leaves the crew incapacitated. As the plane plummets and panic erupts, only Naomi remembers how to fly. Dismissed as a scared child, she must reclaim her past-life skills, battle passenger disbelief, and defy a raging storm to perform an impossible landing and save everyone on board.

The female lead divorces her husband after enduring his domestic abuse, alcoholism, and infidelity. She quits her job as a high school teacher and becomes an obscure, little-known talent manager. During this time, her ex-husband continues to tear her down, while the relentless demands of her work leave her overwhelmed and exhausted. As if that weren’t enough, the top superstar she manages, Lucas, constantly gives her a hard time—teasing her every day and creating work out of thin air just to torment her. How did her life become so dark? But—what?! Lucas was once her student? And Lucas says he likes her? No, impossible. Absolutely impossible!

After elite spouse Victoria catches her husband Bradley Sterling cheating, she plots revenge. When pregnant mistress Jessica Harper arrives to taunt her, she mistakes elegant Victoria for Bradley's mom. Victoria plays along, controlling Jessica with a 'bride test' and demanding to meet her parents. Eager for wealth, Jessica arranges this at her father's birthday, where Victoria publicly exposes her affair and pregnancy. Victoria then pretends to plan their wedding while gathering evidence. At the ceremony, she airs surveillance footage, forcing Bradley to surrender all assets. Victoria wins the divorce and keeps her wealth, leaving the duo utterly disgraced.

When a mysterious late-night broadcast returns to the air, anyone who listens could be the next victim. As violence spreads through the neon-lit city, paranoia and obsession begin to spiral. Blending psychological tension with cyberpunk mystery, Midnight Radio blurs fear and fascination, pulling you deeper until you can't get out. Are you a listener, or are you the victim?*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

Late at night, the rain poured down relentlessly. Susanna, a 30-year-old beauty of Asian descent, dressed in a striking green slip dress with her long hair neatly up in a bun, accepted an invitation from her good friend Lina to attend a party. She stepped into an ancient castle steeped in the dense, old-world atmosphere of the Victorian era--yet what awaited her was far from an ordinary gathering. Before fully settling into the party, Susanna stepped away to touch up her makeup in the restroom. But when she returned to the main hall, the scene before her froze her to the spot: in the center of the party, a werewolf clad in a white wedding dress stood prominently, surrounded by several other werewolves dressed in formal suits. A bizarre, menacing aura hung heavy in the air. In the next instant, the white-wedding werewolf snapped its head around, locking eyes directly on Susanna -- and a creepy, unsettling smile curled at the corner of its mouth. Terror surged through Susanna. She spun around and fled in a blind panic. In her desperate rush, she stumbled into a display room -- and what she saw there chilled her to the core. The glass cabinets were lined with countless items, each one belonging to a previous victim who had been tricked into coming to the castle. Then her gaze fell on an empty glass cabinet, and her blood ran cold: the nameplate on it clearly read Susanna. She finally realized -- she was the werewolves' next offering for their dark ritual. Driven by instinct to survive, she kept running, only to back into a corner. She grabbed the door handle, yanking with all her strength, but the door wouldn't budge an inch. Behind her, the sound of the white-wedding werewolf's footsteps grew louder and closer. In the end, it pounced fiercely on the helpless Susanna. This ancient Victorian castle was never a venue for parties -- it was a horrifying trap, where werewolves lured humans one by one to fulfill their grim, bloodthirsty offering.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest

Late at night, the hospital fades from the bustle of daytime -- only the faint glow of the overhead lights in the corridors flickers through the darkness, wrapped in a piercing silence. Ella, a 20-year-old Western female nurse, stands alone in the monitoring room, wearing a crisp white nurse's uniform. Her fingers glide across the screen as she conducts her routine check of the real-time feeds from each ward. Her gaze flicks to the empty ward, and suddenly, she freezes. The room has long since been emptied -- but on the monitor, a blurry dark figure is moving slowly. She frowns, zooms in on the screen, and stares intently; the figure gradually becomes clearer: it is hunched over, pacing back and forth around the hospital bed in the center of the ward, the hem of its dress brushing faintly against the edge of the bed. The sight is unsettling enough to send a chill through her. "That can't be..." Ella murmurs under her breath, clenching the flashlight in her hand. She decides to investigate the empty ward in person. Pushing open the monitoring room door, a cold gust of air hits her face. Her footsteps echo as she walks through the dim corridors, each step landing like a beat against the silence. She pushes the empty ward's door open gently -- inside, the room is bare, filled only with the smell of disinfectant. The hospital bed is neatly made as always, and there is no sign of anyone hiding in the corners. made as always, and there is no sign of anyone hiding in the corners. Just as she lets out a breath of relief and turns to leave, a sharp squeak suddenly cuts through the silence -- the door behind her slams shut by itself! Ella's heart lurches. She scrambles to yank the door handle, but no matter how hard she pulls, the door won't budge an inch, as if welded shut. "person" wearing an identical white nurse's uniform -- with a side profile identical to Ella's -- sits in Ella's former seat. Her finger glides slowly over the monitor showing the empty ward, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile tugs at the corner of her mouth.*This entry is participating in the ReelShort Reel Vertical Impact contest