How Does Solo Leveling Novel End

Pulang dari liburan tiba-tiba dirinya dijodohkan dan menjadi ibu tiri bagi seorang anak berumur 5 tahun!! Situasi macam apa ini? Yuk ikuti cerita bagaimana kehidupan Dena setelah menjadi ibu tiri!!

Giyanti Ditara atau yang biasa dipanggil Tara, bertemu kembali dengan Juandar Rahardjo, lelaki yang pernah ditolaknya dulu saat SMA. Juan yang dulu bertubuh tambun dan menderita obesitas kini muncul sebagai sosok lelaki tampan dan matang. Sayangnya, lelaki itu kini menjadi atasannya di kantor. Padahal dulu saat mereka sekolah, Tara pernah menolaknya pada saat upacara bendera. Kembalinya Juan dari luar negeri dan kini memimpin perusahaan milik keluarganya, ternyata mempunyai misi khusus. Bagaimanakah kisah mereka? "Aku bakal sediain apa yang kamu mau, asal kamu jadi milik aku."

....เมื่ออีกคนคิด เกินเลย แต่อีกคน เฉยชา เรื่องราวของคนสองคนที่อีกฝ่าย เจ็บปวด อีกฝ่ายเล่นกับ ความรู้สึก นิยามคำว่า เพื่อน ที่มีค่าแค่ ตอนเอา อยู่ในสายตาแค่ ตอนเหงา นิยามคำว่า เพื่อน ที่มีสิทธิ์ นอนร่วมเตียง แต่ไม่มีสิทธิ์ เดินเคียงข้าง...

“ You lied to me! You weren’t who you showed yourself to be! I hate-“ before she could say those three words, I sealed her mouth shut with a rough kiss.

He’s loved her since the 5th grade. She beat up his bullies, slapped his fears, and owned his heart—but never seemed to notice. Or did she? Punit Soni, a sensitive, lanky teen with big dreams and stage fright, has been hopelessly in love with his fierce, guitar-wielding best friend, Ankita Agarwal, for years. She's bold, brilliant, and has no clue how deeply she means to him—or so he thinks. From school fests to slapstick disasters, broken guitars to broken hearts, their bond survives every misunderstanding. But can friendship survive unspoken love?

"Do you know how lucky you are?" he answered her question with his own. His voice was low and husky as he leaned his face closer, teasing her. Her breathing hitched and she tiptoed as if it could help avoid his hot breath. "What do you mean?" she tried to back her head more into the wall but it was a lost cause. The back of her head was already banging into the hard surface. It was causing an unneeded headache to form. "I mean, don't you know how many women would like to be in your place right now? Yet, you're rejecting me,” "Who said I'm rejecting you? I said I wanted my own room!” "That's the same as rejecting me babe," Chris whispered as he blew her ear, making Jihyun shiver. His words were confusing, but when they registered in her brain, she huffed and slammed her head on his side. Dumbfounded, he looked down at her in confusion as he held her hands tighter, “Dont babe me!” she glared at him and regretted it soon as he had her stare. *** When Chris was stuck between meeting his ex-fiancee and keeping his cool in front of his family, he chose the easy road. He forced his ever-loyal secretary to be his fake girlfriend for ten days. Simple. Easier said than done. Jihyun never wanted to curse at her boss, but bringing her to his family event and making her lie to their faces about being in love with him? It almost drove her off the edge. A disaster! One that she would never ask for.

After my rebirth, the very first thing I did was ride from one blood donation van to another, giving blood until I nearly collapsed. Why? Because in my previous life, my fiancé's newly hired intern, Shirley Lynch, had bound herself to a blood-exchange system. Every milliliter she donated was siphoned directly from my own veins. In just a month, she transformed from an ordinary college girl into the nation's beloved Blood Angel, showered with fame and fortune, while I, suffering from severe anemia, was fired from the hospital for being unable to work. When I exposed her scheme to my fiancé, he looked at me with disgust and broke off our engagement. "You're selfish and cowardly," he sneered. "You refuse to donate your rare blood type, and now you slander Shirley? You call yourself a doctor, yet you believe in such ridiculous nonsense!" From then on, every time Shirley donated blood, I would suffer heart palpitations, dizziness, and sometimes collapse outright. I begged the doctors in my department for help, but my fiancé blocked every attempt, accusing me of jealousy and wasting medical resources. In the end, to steal my promotion ahead of schedule, Shirley donated a full 1000 milliliters of blood live on television. As her blood drained, so did mine. I went into shock and died. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day Shirley first claimed she carried my rare blood type.

Kepahitan saat ditinggalkan begitu saja oleh suami yang menikahinya secara siri ternyata membekas dalam hidup Della. Di saat tengah mengandung buah cintanya, Taher memutuskan menceraikannya demi kembali pada istri sahnya --Arumi Pramesti atas desakan sang ibu, Nyonya Siska. Rasa sakit hatinya, membuat Della memutuskan meninggalkan bayi yang baru dilahirkannya ketika itu di sebuah panti asuhan. Saat menyadari kesalahannya, beberapa menit kemudian, ia kembali ke panti asuhan tapi sayangnya bayi tidak berdosa itu telah hilang dari teras panti asuhan. Sejak itu, Della memutuskan pergi menetap di Amerika. Belasan tahun berlalu, Della akhirnya kembali. Rasa sakit hatinya pun membuat ia dendam melihat kebahagiaan mantan suaminya. Bahkan ia menggunakan sang keponakan yang telah menjadi istri kedua Mihran --Pria yang telah menikahi putri sulung sang mantan. Akankah Della dapat membalas dendamnya dan menemukan keberadaan putrinya yang hilang?

Conned by Francis Slade, I sold my kidney to raise funds for his failed investment. And the house was bought with all my savings. But now, it had become their love nest. "Ms. Lane, you look like you were rolling around in a mud pit. What happened to you?" Whitney Jones smiled smugly. My already injured body trembled with anger when I saw her smug expression. Forcing myself to remain calm, I answered, "This is my home. What are you doing here?" In response, Francis glared at me angrily. "Whitney caught a cold, so I invited her over to take a hot shower. Can't you even tolerate such small acts of kindness?" Whitney had accidentally stepped on blood that was flowing from my leg. She instinctively grabbed Francis out of fear. With a trembling voice, she told him, "Francis, I think she's injured." I knew Francis thought I was just trying to gain his sympathy again. "Alright now, Whitney will be sleeping in your room tonight. Once you're done with the act, go clean yourself up and set up a bed for her." If she was after my room, she could have it. If she was after the man who never loved me, she could have him.

Pendekar Bunga alias Arum Sari, sosok pendekar yang dikenal nyentrik. Ia mengecoh musuhnya dengan selalu berpakaian sebagai laki-laki. Rahasia itu tertutup rapat sampai Jalu Anggara yang jatuh cinta setengah mati pada Arum Sari membongkar identitas aslinya. Cinta Jalu Anggara sebenarnya tak bertepuk sebelah tangan, Arum Sari diam-diam juga menyimpan perasaan padanya. Namun, sosoknya sebagai Pendekar Bunga tak mungkin dihilangkannya begitu saja. Terlebih ia memiliki misi membongkar dalang pembantaian keluarganya 16 tahun yang lalu. Tak disangka, musuh bebuyutan Pendekar Bunga adalah keluarga Jalu Anggara. Hubungan mereka pun jatuh dalam pusaran cinta dan dendam yang rumit. Sanggupkah Arum Sari menuntaskan misinya sekaligus mempertahankan cintanya pada musuhnya sendiri?