Webtoon Good Bad Fortune

Francine Tyra Manuel, came from a very popular and wealthy family. Tyra always get what she wanted and because her parents were both busy on their business, they always gave what their daughter wants. Pinupunan nila ang kanilang mga pagkukulang sa pagbibigay ng mga mamahaling gamit sa kanilang kaisa-isang anak. Lumaki si Tyra ng may galit sa magulang. Her parents didn't hurt her physically but mentally. She sworn to herself not to trust so that no one could hurt her again just like what her parents did.Until one day, he met Kianno Villegas. The guy who love and accept all her flaws and imperfections. Her cold and hard heart turned into a soft one. She even broke her own promise. Binuksan niya ang kanyang puso para sa lalaking mahal niya at ito rin ang dahilan ng kanyang pagbagbabago. They thought their love would last long but the faith played a nasty trick.

When I found out I was pregnant, Elroy Lousteau went all out—hired some fancy doctor, loaded me up with meds to "protect the baby." He'd never believed in anything before, but suddenly he went to church, praying like his life depends on it. "You've been through hell, babe. Once the baby's here, I swear I'll make it right." That same day, I picked up his phone by accident. "As instructed, the meds include a compound for permanent infertility. The baby will be stillborn. "Ms. Tillon's baby is healthy and will be delivered safely—as the true Lousteau heir. "Mrs. Lousteau won't suspect a thing. Your relationship's secure. You can rest assured." I looked down at my belly. He never loved me. Not really. So I made up my mind—once the divorce papers were signed, I was gone. No looking back.

Gerall, pria baik yang terpaksa menjadi seorang badboy karena wasiat ayahnya. Gerall melakukan segalanya untuk mengungkap kasus pembunuhan yang menyeret nama kakaknya. Gerall bertemu dengan Allana, mereka bekerja sama untuk mengungkap kebenaran yang selama ini tertimbun.

Kaiden Grey : She had an entire forest in her eyes, the type of forest I just want to hide deep inside. She was my eveything once, A best friend, a lover, a soulmate. But that all burnt down when she broke my trust and my heart, now whenever I look into those hazel eyes all I want is for her to burn down just the way I did, just the way she broke me into million pieces, I'm going to have fun doing the exact same to her. Saskia Cowen: He was my everything once. Someone who I could be myself without feeling embarrassed or ashamed. I believed he was my soulmate. One night. It took one night to destroy eveything we built, I destroyed his trust, the friendship and the bond we once cherished. Now all he wanta to do is see me fall and burn.

“ร่านมากเหรอ…” “มีผัวแค่คนเดียวมันไม่พอรึไงวะ?”เสียงเข้มเอ่ยกระซิบที่ข้างหูฉัน ถึงมันจะเป็นเสียงเเผ่วเบาแต่ฉันรับรู้ได้ถึงความดุดันในนำ้เสียงของเขาซึ่งมันกำลังบ่งบอกว่าเขาไม่พอใจฉันเป็นอย่างมาก “อื้อออออ”ฉันดีดดิ้นตัวอีกครั้งเพื่อไม่ให้มือหนาทำอย่างที่ใจต้องการได้สำเร็จแต่แล้ว ฉันก็ต้องยอมเขาอยู่ดี ซึ่งเป็นแบบนี้ทุกทีเลย “แฉะแบบนี้…สงสัยค้างคาจากมันมาสินะ”น้ำเสียงดูถูกกระซิบแผ่วเบาที่ข้างหูฉัน ทำให้ฉันทำตาแข็งกร้าวทันที ถ้าเขาไม่รักฉันก็ไม่เห็นต้องดูถูกกันขนาดนี้เลย!ปลายนิ้วเรียวของพี่เคสัมผัสที่ใจกลางความเป็นสาวของฉันที่มันชุ่มแฉะอย่างที่เขาบอก “เด็กใจแตกแบบเธอ….โดนแค่ของฉันมันไม่พอรึไง…” “ถึงต้องไปเสนอให้คนอื่นเขาอีกนะ..” “ไม่สงสารพี่ชายเธอบ้างหรือไง….” “ที่มีน้องสาวร่านสวาทอย่างเธอ…”แล้วใครกันล่ะ…ที่ทำให้ฉันเป็นคนแบบนี้ “อื้ออออ…” “แล้วก่อนที่จะพาใครมาเอา…ช่วยกรุณาเกรงใจด้วย…ว่าที่อยู่ตอนนี้…” “เธออาศัยฉันอยู่…” “ลงไปบอกไอ้ห่านั้น….ให้มันกลับบ้านไปซะ!!!”

The ocean is quiet, the smell of the fresh air and the coldness of the wind that makes my heart float from mid-air. The sound of the waves that is splashing on the shore, the warm water from the ocean that gently touched my toes. I stared at the sky to prevent the tears from crawling down to my lashes. " I'm ready Dilan" " phew" I released a heavy sigh " this is it" I stood up and walked slowly near the shore. " hey stop!! Stop" I heard someone shouted, but I don't care at all, right now all I need is to remove all the pain that I am feeling right now, I need to end this suffering, I need to follow him I loved him. " Hey what do you think you are doing, " the man wearing a black polo shirt said as he pulled me back to the shore " I... I want to end this," I said as I cry like a baby " Hey mung, don't do that.. think of your family, friends," he said I don't even know this person and why the heck is he invading my life I stared at him and I was shocked when I saw his face, am I dreaming? Is this real? What the hell? There are things that science can't explain. Is this a blessing from up above? Or did Dilan gave me this man because he knows that I will be lonely without him? I find something interesting, Dilan gave me something to treasure, to love and to trust.

My wife made me get a vasectomy. Not once, but ninety-nine times. Right before the hundredth operation, the doctor looked at me with pity in his eyes as the anesthesia failed to fully kick in. "Ms. Gibson really knows how to destroy a man," he murmured. "She's put him through ninety-nine vasectomies, then had them reversed—again and again. However, his body's long since broken. There's no chance of children now." "It's probably for her ex. Word is, it's his own brother. The scandals in these wealthy families—unbelievable." Because of a hospital mix-up at birth, my and Jeff Cunningham's fates were exchanged. He grew up with the Cunningham family, while I lived a poor life. Years later, my parents found the truth, taking me in and sending Jeff away. To make things worse, I became Wynnie Gibson's new fiancé. I once asked her, barely able to speak through the pain, why she would marry someone she did not love. She looked at me calmly. "To get revenge," she said. "You came home and stole Jeff's place. He was the one I love. He drank himself to death after you returned." Even my biological parents knew she was poisoning me. However, they turned a blind eye. They did nothing to stop her. They knew Wynnie had got pregnant with Jeff's child through IVF—planning to raise the child and let him inherit the family fortune. I coughed up blood and threw myself into the sea. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day I was first reunited with them. This time, when I saw the sorrow in their eyes—sorrow not for me, but for the son they lost— I chose to let them go.

“Alex… I’m dying.” Amara’s trembling voice over the phone should have shaken her husband, but the renowned Dr. Alex Spencer simply replied, “Buy medicine and let me work.” The world envied their marriage to the perfect doctor, but behind closed doors, Amara carried every pain alone. Until the day she received two verdicts: brain cancer… and a divorce she signed with her own hands. She walked away, whispering, “This is the last meal I’ll ever cook for you,” leaving Alex furious and unable to accept the truth. And when he rushed into a house decorated with flowers and candles, her smiling picture greeted him instead. She was gone. He fell down, weeping like a child. But something still told him, this was all a setup. That Amara was still alive and he won’t rest until he finds her. Is Amara truly still alive? Read to find out!

Meet Myra. She is a sweet and very kind person but can be sassy and badass when needs to be. She believes in the phrase lives and lets others live their life peacefully. The only thing she hates the most is being bullied and can do anything to stop weak people from getting bullied. But she is the girl of many secrets. People believe that they moved out from California to New York to move on from her mother's death but the truth was different. Now meet Anthony Walker, the football captain and the Qatar baller of the team. He has all the girls fall on their knees for him and all the boys envy him. He is the mystery of his school and likes to keep to himself and his friends. He is also the alpha of the pack and has his share of secrets. Read the book to know what happens when they meet.

My husband, an anesthesiologist, deliberately increases the sedative dosage on an accident victim so he can get a new heart for his first love, Selena Quigley. After her operation, he cares for her and celebrates her rebirth. He only remembers to contact me after she's recovered. "It's been three months since we saw each other, honey. You shouldn't be mad anymore, right? Why don't you book a flight for tomorrow so you can come home? I'll pick you up at the airport." I won't be going home anymore, though. Not now, not forever. I've already died on his operating table.