Good Person Super Junior

Follow IG Author : @zhu.phi ----- Kitab Dewa Naga berisi Ilmu Tapak Dewa Naga dan Pedang Dewa Naga yang pernah mengegerkan dunia persilatan di Benua Selatan. Seribu tahun yang lalu Kitab Dewa Naga lenyap bersama ilmu silat dan pedangnya yang melegenda. Konon Kitab Dewa Naga terpendam jauh di dasar Samudra Naga yang dijaga oleh Naga Samudra. Mahasura, seorang yang biasa-biasa saja ditakdirkan untuk menjadi Pendekar Dewa Naga dengan menemukan Kitab Dewa Naga yang legendaris. Berhasilkah pemuda pemalas yang kerjanya hanya tidur ini memenuhi takdirnya untuk menjadi pendekar pembela kebenaran dengan menjadi Pendekar Dewa Naga yang ditakdirkan untuk memimpin Dunia Persilatan melawan bahaya yang akan mengancam kelangsungan hidup Benua Selatan?

Bahkan setelah 2 kali kehidupan, Rose masih belum bisa melelehkan hati Jay Ares yang seperti bukit es. Patah hati, Rose memilih untuk hidup berpura-pura dalam pengaruh seorang lelaki idiot, menipu si lelaki dan kabur membawa 2 orang anaknya. Tuan Ares sangat marah karena hal tersebut, orang-orang di sekitar sudah mengira bahwa ini adalah akhir dari kehidupan si Rose. Tiba-tiba keesokan harinya, Tuan Besar Ares terlihat duduk berlutut di tengah jalan dan merayu seorang anak kecil manja, “ Ayo, jangan nakal dan mari pulang bersamaku!”“Aku akan mengikutimu, tapi dengan syarat!”“Katakan apa syarat-syaratnya?”“Kamu tidak boleh membuliku, berbohong padaku, dan terutama tidak boleh memasang muka masam di depanku. Kamu harus selalu menyapaku sebagai orang yang paling cantik, dan kamu harus tersenyum setiap kamu memikirkanku…”“OK, baiklah!”Setiap orang yang menyaksikan hal itu terheran-heran! Apakah ini hanya misteri yang selama ini belum mereka ketahui tentang bagaimana menaklukkan Mr Ares? Mr Ares sendiri tampak kehabisan akal, karena dia tidak dapat menghukum si gadis kecil, Ia hanya bisa memanjakannya sampai si anak puas.

On the eve of the National Robotics Championship, I smashed my carefully designed bot to pieces and announced my withdrawal. Everyone said I was a fraud who was quitting out of fear of being exposed. Online, the netizens mocked me relentlessly. Only one person, Adrian Cross, the so-called genius of the century, spoke up in my defense, his voice dripping with false sincerity, "I believe in River Lowell’s skills. Only he deserves to be my opponent. No matter what setbacks he’s facing, I hope he comes back to the arena and proves himself." In my previous life, the robot I built was identical to his. No matter how I tried to prove he had copied me, Adrian stood before the cameras, wearing his benevolent mask, and said, "It’s fine. This robot can go to River. I can always build something even better." His fans swarmed me, tearing me apart online, and no one believed in my talent. I swallowed the humiliation and vowed to rebuild my robot from scratch. However, when I was assembling it, the Power Core in my kit exploded, shattering my skull. That same night, I was rushed into the ICU. Netizens clapped and cheered, saying I got exactly what I deserved. That night, my girlfriend, Lila Hart, signed the hospital’s DNR consent form without hesitation. Until the day I died, I never understood how Adrian had gotten my robot’s data or why Lila had joined forces with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day of the competition.

On our wedding night, my fiancé's best friend barged into our room for the third time, claiming a wedding prank. Having had enough, I warned Sam Whitman that if we didn't consummate our marriage that night, it was as good as over. He glanced at my half-unbuttoned dress and dismissed my words as a tantrum. Then Candace Lombard stormed in for the ninth time, ripped off the covers, and livestreamed our intimate moments. Sam merely pushed me aside and told me to be understanding. She climbed into our bed, smirking as she claimed the spot between us. "Wedding night prank? I get it," I grinned, leaning into her livestream camera. "Alright, everyone, fire up those donations! I'm about to let my husband take a mistress live. Let's make it a show!"

My best friend, Scarlett Throne, is diagnosed with cancer. After running away from home, she takes her own life. She leaves behind only a testament and a pair of eight-year-old twins, a boy and a girl. "You're the only person I can rely on in this world. I'm not asking you to adopt them, but just make sure they have enough to eat." Out of compassion, I take the siblings in. For the next 20 years, my husband and I have been working hard together to raise them, buying them cars and houses. But one day, my adopted daughter reports my husband for being abusive toward her. Even my supposedly dead best friend suddenly appears and testifies against him. I demand to know why she does such a thing. My best friend, filled with righteous indignation, says, "I see you as my best friend! I've never thought you adopted my children just to serve your husband's perversions!" My husband's reputation is ruined, and he's been thrown in jail. I desperately try to prove his innocence, only to be forcibly sent to a mental hospital by my adopted son. There, I wither away and die. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the very day my best friend was diagnosed with cancer.

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.

Diana Charlotte adalah wanita aneh dan misterius yang terpaksa harus dibawa oleh Albert Valentino untuk dijadikan santapan bagi Tuannya, Raizel Harrison de Haltz yang merupakan seorang pemimpin klan vampir bernama Haltz. Diana merupakan gadis pemberani dan tidak takut pada apapun, sekalipun itu adalah Raizel yang merupakan vampir terkuat. Saat detik-detik kematiannya akan tiba, Diana tetap tenang, dan masih sempat menatap iris berwarna merah darah milik Raizel dengan iris berwarna biru miliknya. Setelah darahnya dihisap habis, seharusnya Diana sudah mati. Namun entah ini disebut keajaiban atau keanehan, jantung Diana masih terus berdetak walau sangat lemah.

Kaisar adalah seorang panglima perang tertinggi, yang dijuluki Dewa Perang. Setelah bertahun-tahun pergi, ia mendadak harus pulang ke kampung halamannya. Kaisar diberitahukan bahwa ayah angkatnya telah meninggal dunia. Beliau memberikan sebuah wasiat dimana ia meminta Kaisar untuk menjadi pewarisnya, dan menikahi Elena, putrinya. Karena beliau tahu hidupnya tak akan lama lagi, cepat atau lambat seseorang di dalam keluarganya, atau musuhnya akan berusaha untuk membunuhnya. Ketika pembacaan surat wasiat, semua anggota keluarga ayah angkat Kaisar mengajukan protes ketika semua warisan justru jatuh ke tangan Kaisar. Saat itu juga, Kaisar tahu bahwa Elena benar-benar berada dalam bahaya. Dengan kekuatannya sebagai panglima perang tertinggi, Kaisar bertekad untuk mengusut tentang kematian sang ayah angkat, dan menjadi penjaga Elena seperti yang diwasiatkan kepadanya.

I once thought Jareth was the love of my life. He said "Mom's in the hospital," but then turned around and kissed Lily in the VIP seats at the concert; when his bipolar disorder flared up, he was violent with me, but then told Lily, "You’re such a good girl"; he had videos with Lily saved on his phone, and in the chat records, he called me "the cold, emotionless finance robot." Five years of love, ruined in his lies and betrayals. He thought I would cry and scream, but all I did was watch him finish his final act. When he knelt on the ground and said, "I was wrong," what I handed him was the merger agreement: "Sign it. This is the first debt you owe me." Those broken hearts will eventually turn into sharp blades that will pierce him. And I will rise from the ruins, living more beautifully than anyone else.

Three years after graduation, I was waiting tables at a restaurant when I happened to run into some of my old classmates having a private dinner there. The moment they saw me carrying trays, they burst out laughing. My old rival Elliot sneered that I was a useless nobody, then pulled out 50 bucks and tossed it in front of me, telling me to lick the food scraps off his shoe. "Clean my shoe, and that fifty's yours!" Even my ex-girlfriend joined in to humiliate me. "I can't believe this is what you've become three years after graduation, Chase. Good thing I dumped you when I did—I'd hate to be the girlfriend of some broke loser." Elliot and a few others pinned me to the floor, forcing me to kneel and even bark like a dog. My ex clapped her hands, laughing. "Chase, you really do look like a dog when you're on your knees." Then, the restaurant manager rushed in. The moment he saw me, his face went pale with shock. "M–Mr. Levine… are you all right, sir?" Blood dripping down my forehead, I pointed at everyone in that room. "No one leaves this room tonight."