Good Novel 0132

I was reborn on the day of my first birthday party. Even though I had the power of good luck, I ignored my parents' requests. In my previous life, I used my luck to help my parents become the richest family. My eldest brother became a business tycoon. My second brother became a famous doctor. My third brother became a superstar in the music world. Only my family's adopted daughter, Jade Baker, was unaffected by my luck because we weren't related by blood. She failed her college entrance exams at eighteen, was kidnapped at twenty, and died in an accident at twenty-five. Before she died, she wept and said, "It's not Mindy's fault. I've always been an outsider. She has no obligation to help me." Everyone thought I was jealous and let Jade suffer on purpose. They locked me up and ran all sorts of experiments on me, hoping to use my luck to bring Jade back to life. In the end, they tortured me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my first birthday party. My dad smiled and asked me, "Sweetheart, do you think I should sign this million-dollar deal?" I blinked. And smeared a handful of mud on his face.

The wedding had reached the part where the groom kissed the bride. I closed my eyes and leaned in to kiss Stella Stafford, only to end up with a mouthful of fur. Her assistant held up the camera and burst out laughing. "The almighty Mr. Rowe can't even tell if he's kissing a person or a dog?" I stared at the Husky in front of me, its tongue lolling out, and felt my stomach churn. I was about to lay into him when Stella stepped in to block me. "It was just a joke. No hard feelings." Laurent Reilly smirked smugly, his tone dripping with arrogance. "And guess what? This Husky happens to be a female, so why don't you just marry her instead? You're not good enough for Stella anyway." The employees erupted in laughter. Mortified, I kicked him square in the chest, sending him sprawling. The next second, Stella smashed a wine bottle over my head and demanded an apology. I wiped the mix of wine and blood from my face, then dialed an overseas number with a cold grin. "The wedding is short one bride. You in?"

--- Naila Rahma, seorang siswi SMA yang sedang berjuang untuk move on dari cinta yang bertepuk sebelah tangan, tiba-tiba terjebak dalam rencana konyol untuk pura-pura pacaran dengan Reyhan, teman sekelas yang terkenal dengan sikapnya yang kocak dan sering kali bikin malu. Rencana ini bertujuan untuk membuat cowok yang dia suka, Alif, cemburu. Namun, seiring waktu, Reyhan mulai menunjukkan perasaan yang lebih dari sekadar teman, dan Naila dihadapkan pada pilihan sulit: mengikuti perasaannya yang tertinggal pada Alif atau menerima cinta yang tiba-tiba muncul dari seseorang yang selama ini dia anggap remeh. Apakah cinta yang tumbuh dari kebohongan bisa menjadi nyata? Dan siapa yang akan benar-benar mengisi hatinya—Alif atau Reyhan yang penuh kejutan? ---

Orang tuanya meninggal karena kecelakaan. Sebelum meninggal, dia meminta sesuatu. Mereka berdua akhirnya menikah karena permintaan terakhir dari kakak laki-laki juga ayah tiri. Suami yang menurut kabar burung adalah seorang mafia, kini resmi menjadi suaminya. Berbekal kesulitan yang hidup yang telah membentuk karakternya selama sembilan belas tahun. Dia berhasil menaklukan suami dan mengetahui sebuah rahasia yang membentuk rumor tentang suaminya. Baru saja selesai satu masalah datang masalah lain... Seorang gadis cantik dan menawan datang dan dengan lantang mendeklarasikan diri sebagai calon NYONYA RUMAH. Belum sempat diselesaikan masalah wanita gebetan suaminya, datang lagi masalah lain... Seseorang dari masa lalu suaminya, yang telah mengubah tujuh tahun hidup suaminya hingga meninggalkan rumah. Bisakah Aruna melindungi rumah tangganya yang baru seumur jagung? Persoalan gangster, mafia yang telah menjerat suaminya, bisakah diselesaikan? Ini adalah Novel keduaku yang terbit, baca juga Novel pertamaku WANITA UNTUK MANUSIA BUAS. Novel ketiga juga lagi otw menuju penerbitan dari script, MENJEMPUT ISTRIKU. Selamat membaca, semoga kalian suka.

The project I had poured my heart and soul into earned the company over a hundred million in profit, yet the credit was handed to the vice president's nephew. I stood in a corner, the stack of source code documents trembling in my hands, nearly crushed by my grip. That nephew—who couldn't even get Hello World to compile—was now on stage, smiling brightly as he accepted the award. The vice president came over and draped an arm around my shoulder like we were old friends. "You're just an outsourced worker," he said casually. "These honors wouldn't mean anything to you anyway. Jason is new. He's got limitless potential. From now on, you'll be responsible for mentoring him properly." Only then did I realize that decades of struggle had been nothing more than laying out a red carpet for someone else's glory. That very night, while reviewing the project's code repository, I discovered a massive flaw—one serious enough to bring the entire system crashing down within three days.

At the year-end company meeting, I was announcing the bonuses when a new employee suddenly raised her hand. "Over at the other company, they handed out two boxes of imported cherries at their annual party," she said, shaking her phone. "And we only get performance bonuses?" The video, maliciously edited, went viral online and hit the trending list the very next day. I had the finance department cancel all the year-end bonus transfers. "If cherries are what really count as a gesture of goodwill," I said, "then this year's year-end benefit will be cherries—fifty boxes per person." When they saw the mountain of cherries piling up before them, the employees who had once joined in mocking me panicked instantly. One by one, they cried and apologized, begging me to reconsider.

A week after my engagement, I was delivered an unusual engagement gift. My phone chimed. I glanced down and saw a push notification from a social app. [Fell in love with a female livestreamer right before my engagement. I feel guilty toward my older girlfriend who's about to become my fiancée—how should I deal with this?] The user ID was "SimonLovesClaire." The profile picture showed a melancholy side view of a man wrapped in a gray scarf. I recognized him instantly. It was my fiancé, Simon Aldrich. That limited-edition scarf was the birthday gift I had given him last year.

The moment my roommate walked in, she used my locker. She claimed to have too many things and nowhere else to put them. I rolled my eyes. Why should I let her get her way? I was not her parent. She was no princess, but she acted like one. I was ready to argue, but she tossed 200,000 dollars at me. “At your service, Your Highness!”

Steve Hart harus menelan pahitnya hidup ketika terus-menerus menerima perlakuan buruk dari keluarga istrinya. Semua berawal dari keputusannya menerima pernikahan kontrak yang diajukan oleh keturunan keluarga kaya. Awalnya, Steve sempat berpikir untuk bertahan saja sampai kontrak itu berakhir. Namun tak disangka, sebuah “sistem” muncul dalam hidupnya, sebuah kekuatan misterius yang memberinya kesempatan untuk bangkit dan membebaskan diri dari kehidupan menyedihkan yang selama ini menjeratnya.

Liam and I have been together for five years. We were supposed to become mates in a month. I have been planning our honeymoon because in these five years, we have never left this city. So I prepared a $100,000 trip in advance as a mating gift for Liam. When I mentioned it to him, before I even finished my words, he interrupted me impatiently, “Who asked you to plan it? For our honeymoon, I will only give you a budget of $50. We’ll just go somewhere nearby for a night.” That night, I found out he had transferred his $1 million hunting competition bonus to his childhood friend Stella, letting her use it to buy an apartment of her own. He got really mad at me, when he saw the receipt for the $100,000 I had prepaid for the honeymoon. “Who gave you the right to spend our future money on a trip?” Liam’s parents also yelled at me, “You are just a useless Omega! You can’t even shift into a werewolf form, unlike Stella, you are not good enough for our son.” But every single cent was earned by myself from my herb business. I broke up with him without any hesitation. Liam stole that trip from me and went on it with Stella instead. Seven years later, we ran into each other at the Alpha’s castle. Liam was about to become a Warrior of the pack. Meanwhile, I was on my knees, searching for something on the floor. “Mia, you broke up with me over a $50 honeymoon fund back then. Now, you are working as a maid? You’re in this mess because of your own choices.” In fact, I was looking for my pup’s favorite toy. It had rolled under one of the tables earlier. “Is that so? Don’t you even know who the Luna of this castle is?”