Novel & Cerita Superman Got Nothing

My boyfriend said that art held no restrictions, so he used my provocative paintings to enter a competition. Amidst a row of classic ceramic figurines, I became famous. He shot to fame, landing in the top ten of trending searches, while I was humiliated by the entire internet and mocked as a “ceramic influencer.” When I confronted him, he looked at me with disappointment. “They don’t understand art, and neither do you? I thought you would support my work, but I didn’t expect you to stir trouble! You’re so immature!”

She was just a maid. He was the cold heir of a billion-dollar empire. One night changed everything. Fang Jia tried to run… but she failed. Because now—she’s carrying his child. And the man who should have let her go… refuses to let her leave. With a powerful finance, a cruel family, and a secret that could destroy everything— how long can she keep running? Or worse… what if she doesn’t want to run anymore?

I transmigrated into a dating-sim otome game where I was supposed to romance a soft, fragile male lead. I had finally pushed him onto the bed and was just about to make my move when the long-missing system finally popped back online. [Host, I sent you to the wrong game. This is a horror game.] [The man you’re bullying right now is the horror game final boss.] I lifted my head and met a pair of blood-red eyes staring straight at me. My smile froze. “Um… you look a little tired. Maybe we should… continue this another day?” He smiled back, calm and terrifying. “I’m not tired. Go on.”

My computer suddenly froze. The next second, my sister, Josie Bennett, appeared on the screen, covered in blood. Her face was white with terror as she screamed, “Nina, help me!” I looked at the pack of entities behind her, and my heart lurched. How had she gotten into a horror game? And an S-rank instance, no less. I had no time to think. I teleported in immediately. The moment I arrived, I saw a girl stomping on Josie, yanking her hair as she looked down at her with smug contempt. “You little brat. Still trying to call for help? Do you even know whose turf this is? Once you cross me, nobody can save you.” The players beside her quickly chimed in. “Exactly. Winnie is the woman of the top guy in this game. If you want to make it out alive, you’d better learn your place.” I stopped in my tracks, stunned. The top guy’s woman? Wasn’t I the final boss of this horror game?

My boyfriend, Sam Gibson, had a childhood best friend named Tina Lincoln. She was a star medical student. On the day Sam and I were supposed to get our marriage license, Tina took one look at the tight top I was wearing and flat-out claimed I had been sleeping around for years. She pointed at my chest with obvious disgust. “If men hadn’t been all over you, there’s no way your breasts would be this big.” Sam believed her completely. He started cursing at me, calling me a slut who had sleep with anyone, and refused to go through with the marriage license. I tried over and over to explain, but Tina just sneered at me. “People may be more open-minded these days, but that doesn’t mean you can sell your body and make your chest that big.” She used me as some kind of “example,” started a livestream to lecture people online, and exposed all my personal information. After that, strangers kept sending me disgusting, harassing messages, asking how much I charged for a night. Some even followed me and tried to force themselves on me. I begged her to clear things up for me, but she just shrugged and said, “If you never did that kind of thing, why would people be asking you?” In the end, I was assaulted and killed. And she went on to become a nationally famous influencer doctor, gaining fame and money at the same time. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I was supposed to get my marriage license with Sam.

Sandra was known as the most beautiful woman in the country. A daughter of one of the most influential and powerful businessman in the world. She's everything a man could ask for. She's every woman dying to be like and would kill for just to be in her shoes. But her life is not as perfect as square as people think. Despite everything she has in her golden plate, there's still one thing she badly wanted to have but couldn't get. Phoenix. The elusive faceless genius composer who seemed to hate her.

He asked me to take everything. Every kiss. Every fight. Every quiet morning he ever let himself be soft with me. Every single memory of the five years we spent loving each other in secret. He said it was the only way to keep me safe. That if he walked into the enemy’s camp knowing he had a mate, they would use me to destroy him. So he asked me to hold his memories inside me, like I was a box he could trust, and he promised he would come back for them in six months. That was five years ago. Caius is home now. But he doesn’t remember me. He doesn’t remember any of it. And the worst part? He is falling in love with me all over again, slowly, the way he did the first time, and I am standing here with all of him inside my head, watching him meet me like a stranger. I know every single thing about him. His nightmares. The way he takes his coffee. The scar on his ribcage from the night he almost died protecting me. The exact words he said when he first told me he loved me. He knows nothing about me. And now the people he spent five years hunting are closing in, the mission is falling apart, and the only way to save him is to give him back everything he asked me to take. But if I do that, he will remember everything they did to me while he was gone. And the Caius who remembers is not the kind of man who lets things go.

After I failed the mission, the system began to unravel my memories, thread by thread. I was done letting my world revolve around Theodore Calloway like I used to. And I was done trying to stop him from moving his cousin into his home to take care of her for the rest of his life. It was meant to be the perfect ending for everyone. But when I died, Theodore’s desperation drove him to the edge of madness, and he begged for one final glimpse of me. I thought our story had ended there. Then, the system dragged me back to save a world that was already starting to fall apart. When I returned to the Calloway Residence with my son, Theodore hurried toward me, a little boy clutching his hand. His eyes were red-rimmed, his voice unsteady. "Amanda, are you leaving us?" I blinked. Because to me, they were nothing but strangers.

Helena Graves loved her husband the way most women only dream of being loved. Quietly. Completely. Without ever asking for more than he chose to give. For two years she built a home around Damian Graves, believing patience was enough to keep a marriage alive. Until the day his college ex, Camila Calloway, moved back to Velmont and everything changed. The late nights. The distant eyes. The phone he would not put down. Then came the words Helena never saw coming. “I want a divorce.” She signs the papers with dignity and walks away without begging to be chosen. What Damian does not expect is that losing her becomes the beginning of her rise. A chance audition turns into an acting career. The quiet wife he overlooked becomes a woman the whole city cannot stop watching. Confident. Desired. Unapologetically becoming. Meanwhile, the life he thought he wanted begins to unravel. Nostalgia fades. Regret settles in. And for the first time, Damian realizes he did not leave an ordinary woman. He left the love of his life. Now he wants her back. But Helena is no longer waiting. The Wife I Forgot to Love is an emotional second chance marriage crisis romance about divorce, regret, and the dangerous moment when a man realizes her worth only after someone else does.

After a long-term enemy injected him with drug that wiped his memory and left to die in the middle of nowhere, Kat has to fight and bring back his memory. But Charlotte becomes the reason he never wanted his memory back as she gave him the ferry tail life everyone would wish for, as he became the manager of a book store where he would just pass time. When life was good, several events kept on happening and it appears that Charlotte is involved in Kat’s memory loss and she’s politically connected. An ex-girlfriend who witnessed him when he was getting drugged came into his life and leads him to finding the truth about what happened to his memory but when Kat tries to get deeper in investigating the matter by himself, he gets stuck between the rock and a hard place when he realizes that Charlotte has got so many secrets under her sleeves. When he decides to search for answers Charlotte breaks the news the news that she’s pregnant, he agreed to stop the investigation for the sake of the Child. As the Child grew up, he decided to secretly search for the truth but he triggered the wrong buttons by tempering with powerful people. Crimes that would put him in prison were stage and he was blackmailed, being ensured that he would rot in prison. And the life of his daughter was now in danger as Charlotte promised to kill her if he continued to investigate. With Cindy’s help, his ex-girlfriend he would get his old memory back and began to fight against Charlotte and her notorious business partners who are in a serious drug business.