Good Villain

On our first wedding anniversary, my husband came home with a woman who was six months pregnant. He introduced her as his cousin, someone who had fallen on hard times, and asked me to take care of her. I was just about to agree when fragments of imaginary commentary floated through my mind: [She's just my 'cousin'. Uh-uh, that's a cliche.] [Poor supporting female character! A maid by day, the husband's bedwarmer by night.] [But she totally deserved it! If she hadn't broken up the main couple, they'd have a whole soccer team of kids by now!] Wait—what? Supporting female character? Me? And what's this about breaking them up? So now these two get to cheat under my roof, and somehow I'm the villain? Before I could process it all, my husband was already dragging her luggage inside. "Alice doesn't like fried food," he said matter-of-factly. "And nothing too salty or spicy. Make sure you keep that in mind when you're cooking. "Oh, and pregnant women love sweets. Go out now and buy a cherry cake. The one from that bakery in the suburbs."

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.

The cataclysm was upon us. The world was besieged by a wave of deadly frost, covering everything it touched in an icy coffin. We were trapped in a cave of ice, but fortunately, Joshua Frost came to our rescue just in time. I thought I was saved, but I thought wrong. Joshua didn't even give me a moment of his time. Instead, he went to my best friend's side. "Irene isn't good with the cold, and she's not in the best of health. Just hang on for a bit, Sera. The rescue squad's coming soon." When the rescue squad did come, I had passed out from the extreme cold, my body numb. While I was weakened, Joshua stripped me of my Ability and gave it to my best friend.

"Aku akan membunuh kalian semua" raung seorang pemuda yang sudah sekarat berusaha bertahan hidup. pemuda tersebut bernama Ye Fan, dia adalah keturunan dari salah satu pedekar kuat yang dihianati oleh klannya sendiri. Ayah dan adiknya harus kehilangan kultivasi demi melindunginya, sementara dirinya sudah cacat sejak dilahirkan, dimanadia tidak akan bisa berkultivasi, sebab dirinya tidak memiliki dentian.

"Ikutlah denganku! Kau tidak akan kalah dalam permainan ini!" Mata elang Kael, menatapnya tajam. Menawarkan sebuah petualangan maut yang tak pernah mau dialami Elvara. *** Elvara tidak pernah menyangka bahwa pernikahan impiannya berubah menjadi ancaman mau mengerikan di tengah lautan. Rheiner dan selingkuhannya mencoba membunuhnya. Kael, seorang pria misterius dengan tato naga di leher menyelamatkan Elvara. Meyakinkannya untuk bersekutu dan melancarkan aksi balas dendam. Fakta demi fakta didapatkan Elvara yang telah berubah wajah dan nama selama menjalankan misi balas dendamnya. Apakah dia akan tetap di jalan semula atau mengkhianati kepercayaan Kael setelah dia mengetahui fakta tentang siapa sebenarnya pria itu?

Right before graduation, my roommate waved around a job offer from some overseas company. It had a three-day workweek, with a starting salary of $50,000 a month. It sounded too good to be true, so I warned her it might be a scam. When she struck out on other job leads, I asked my dad to get her a position at his company. She scoffed at the eight-hour days and $6,000 monthly salary, calling it slave labor. Then she went live online, falsely accusing my dad of inappropriate advances and pressuring her to bear him a son. When skeptics questioned her, she swore no woman would lie about her honor. The internet erupted, branding my dad a predator. Our company collapsed under the backlash, leaving us drowning in debt. To spare me, my dad jumped from a rooftop to his death. Devastated, I wandered into traffic and was struck by a truck. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day Amber got that shady offer.

My father-in-law, George Lane, suffered from a brain aneurysm and fell onto the ground. The floor was covered in his blood. I calmly picked up a mop and wiped the floor clean. As his daughter-in-law, I gave up on saving him within the most critical time. In my last life, I was the first person who found out that George was injured. I immediately got an ambulance and sent him to the hospital. Before the surgery, the hospital required his immediate family member to sign off the consent form. However, when I asked my husband, Brian Lane to come to the hospital to sign that document, he thought that I was acting out of jealousy because he was spending time with his first-love. He thought I was making an excuse to get him home, so he refused to go to the hospital. In the end, George passed away as he did not receive the treatment on time. Brian did not manage to see George for the last time, and he blamed it all on me. He then hacked me to death. “It’s your fault! My dad was so old, and you didn’t take good care of him as a daughter-in-law! Since you’re not doing your part when he’s alive, then you should continue your duties as a daughter-in-law in hell!” When I opened my eyes, I found myself on the day when George died again.

There's a month to Angela Thompson's wedding, but she's no longer sure whether to proceed with it. The reason for her doubts? Her fiancé, Carl Swain, wants to have a child with his good friend's widow, Lucy Hogg. Carl says, "Keith was my best friend. He died so suddenly, leaving Lucy alone in this world. She tried to take her life a few times, you know. Maybe having a child will help her get past this." Angela can't understand it. She says, "Lucy can adopt or marry someone else if she wants a child. She can even go to a sperm bank abroad if she wants! Why do you have to be the one to have the child with her?"

SALIRA hidup dalam bayang-bayang tragedi. Ayahnya tewas misterius, ibunya hancur, dan dunia yang ia kenal berubah jadi gelap. Semua jejak mengarah pada satu nama: ELANG GANENDRA, bos mafia paling ditakuti di Jayapuri. Dengan rencana terancang, Salira mendekati Elang. Namun satu malam yang seharusnya jadi awal kehancuran pria itu... justru mengubah hidup Salira selamanya. Ia hamil—oleh pria yang paling ingin ia hancurkan. Dalam dunia di mana cinta dan dendam berjalan beriringan, siapa yang akan tetap berdiri ketika kebenaran akhirnya terungkap?

Spin off Warisan Artefak Kuno, Universe Benua Longhai dan Benua Podura. Kisah pembalasan dendam pewaris Raja Kelelawar Hitam, dengan Kultivasi Iblis