God's Perfect Idiot

I called my wife, a forensic specialist, after learning that my in-laws were involved in a car accident. It was on the 80th call that she finally answered, "I'm just trying to celebrate Justin's birthday for him. What's wrong with you? Can you not get jealous over just about anything?" I informed her that Mom, Dad, and sister had died in a car accident, and that she should hurry back to arrange for their funeral. To my surprise, she scoffed at my suggestion and replied, "What does your family's death have to do with me?" She was not involved in the funeral arrangements at all. On top of that, she even falsified evidence for her love interest—the culprit who killed her family—in court as a forensics specialist. Eventually, on the day I informed her of my intention to divorce, she threw a fit. "Patrick, it's just the death of a few of your family members. Justin didn't do it on purpose. It was just an accident. "Moreover, it's because of your parents' and sister's carelessness on the road that led to the accident. Why are you making things difficult for me and insisting on divorce? I've truly misjudged you…" Noticing the indignance in her response, I finally understood. It seemed she had no idea that it was her family that died in the accident all this while.

Dejected and cut-out of his social and playboy life because of his devilish handsomeness, Alvin Miller had no other choice but to stay low and always wear a mask since his mother told him that "his face was cursed". What happens when he eventually meets Nora, a kick-ass girl who was a threat to his billionaire Mafia father?

Jae Lee woo tried to be the diligent and hard-working good guy. He studied hard, did his best to make his family proud, and not get into trouble, but when he saw a girl being taken advantage of, he had to intervene. He had been tricked, sentenced to 10 years in jail and framed for a crime he never committed, all was lost. If his life was over he would take those who ruined his life with him Suddenly he opens his eyes again. He is not dead, but alive in the body of the Jae Lee woo of a different world. This Jae Lee woo had been killed as trash of cultivation. This world where the strong had no regard for human life and would kill freely if they had the strength. Called “trash” and thrown away, with vengeance in his heart he will rise to new heights opposing the will of heaven and earth. “Do not judge others in ignorance within my presence. Those who think to harm someone should be ready to be harmed. Those who are open and respectful shall receive my kindness and respect. Those who plot against me are seeking their own death. This is true, for I am death… I am Jae Lee woo”. . . . .

My husband, Joseph Coleman, falls from the third floor, shatters both legs, and even injures what men fear losing most. I don't rush him to the nearest hospital. Instead, I drive him to a hospital two thousand miles away. In my previous life, Joseph jumped on purpose so the hospital intern he dotes on, Kimberly Parker, could secure a permanent spot by operating on him. He refused the capable surgeons nearby and insisted I take him to the hospital where Kimberly works, just so she can treat him. I turned him down because Kimberly is an untrained intern who got in through connections and has no surgical experience. Joseph had slapped me hard across the face. "I just want to use my injury to help Kim go permanent. Why are you being so petty?" He was dead set on Kimberly treating him. I worried the delay would ruin his legs, so I asked his mother, Diane Lowe, to talk sense into him. But what I never expected was Kimberly jumping from the hospital building when she failed her probation. Meanwhile, Joseph is treated in time, and both legs are spared. On the day he's discharged, I come smiling to take him home, but he runs me down with his car and kills me. As I collapse on the floor, choking on blood, I ask him why. He looks at me like I'm something stuck to his shoe. "If you hadn't stopped me from helping Kimberly go permanent, she never would've died!" When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day Joseph falls and breaks his legs.

I was reborn before I signed up for a scientific expedition tour to the South Pole. My boyfriend’s adopted younger sister used a system to forcefully exchange my physical senses with hers. She deliberately went out to do something good on a day with a temperature of 107.6 °F, like delivering water to the outdoor workers. On the other hand, I got so hot in a 60.8 °F air-conditioned room that I fainted from heat stroke. I begged Wendy Little to stop, but she feigned innocence. “You must make a good excuse if you want to lie like that!” Max Little sounded disdainful. “How selfish! You’re quite lucky to enjoy yourself in air-conditioned rooms every day. You can’t tolerate Wendy doing something kind.” Wendy took her time and basked in the sun for a month outside. People took photos of her and put them on the internet. Countless netizens were moved by her. But I died from heat stroke in an air-conditioned room. Nobody even found my corpse. If that was how it was, I wanted her to enjoy the coolness of -184 °F in the South Pole.

As a wolf shifter growing up in one of the strongest packs on the continent, I should be living my best life. But after my mother ran away and got herself knocked up by some demon, I became the town's pariah. They call my species Slades, half-demon, half-wolf shifter. We're hunted and killed the moment we first shift. Unfortunately for me, my first shift is coming sooner than I'd like and if I don't form some kind of plan, I'm going to shift in front of the whole god-damned pack and then there'll be no running. So, I do what any sane young, desperate woman would do in my situation. I summon a God.

In a world with machines and angels, the main character has to become the strongest to avoid getting killed and discarded.

Evan Moore is the perfect husband in everyone's eyes. He gives me a grand wedding and fully supports my career dreams. When I faced a difficult labor, he stayed by my side, kneeling for a full day and night until he nearly passed out from exhaustion. Afterward, he held me in his arms, sobbing until his eyes were red and swollen, his voice trembling with fear. "Honey, let’s not have any more kids… It's just too much." From then on, he spends his days and nights at the monastery, praying devoutly for me and our son, earning the title of the city’s most pious CEO. But one day, by pure chance, I glimpse the handwritten scriptures he keeps so carefully copied. And that's when I realize every word, every stroke, is a confession of his undying love… for his first love. All his tenderness, all his care—it was never truly for me. It was learned for her. I was nothing more than practice—a stand-in for his so-called true love.

Famous Actor na ang gusto lang ay muling maibalik ang pagmamahalan nila ng ex girlfriend niyang ikakasal na sa iba. Sinasabi niyang naka move on na siya kahit ang totoo hindi pa. Paano nga ba siya makaka move on kung yung mismong ex girlfriend niya ang manager niya. Handa niya bang isantabi ang nararamdaman at maging propesyonal o di kaya ay ituloy ang nararamdaman sa dating kasintahan at muli itong ligawan.

After enduring a family trauma and heartbreak in her early teens, Dahlia resigned herself to a solitary existence. Just as she found solace in her loneliness, the enigmatic King Brothers emerged, disrupting her carefully constructed world. Dahlia remained wary of their motives, especially when the eldest, Ares Arthur King, showed a keen interest in her. Known as the antagonist in every tale, Ares Arthur King desired Dahlia for his own agenda. His intentions were possessive—to claim, manipulate, and perhaps even destroy her. Once his grasp tightened around her, Dahlia realized escape was futile. Yet, behind Ares Arthur King's villainous facade lurked a compelling backstory and a thirst for vengeance that threatened to unravel everything Dahlia thought she knew.