Yuta Okkotsu Superpowers

Demi menyelamatkan dua kerajaan bisnis, Jocelyn dan Sebastian, dua musuh bebuyutan, dipaksa menikah. Namun di malam pernikahan, petir menyambar… dan mereka terbangun dalam tubuh satu sama lain. Kini, sambil menjaga rahasia besar dan menyelamatkan reputasi keluarga, mereka harus hidup sebagai pasangan suami istri, dalam tubuh musuhnya sendiri. Pertukaran jiwa. Pernikahan kontrak. Dan benih perasaan yang tak seharusnya tumbuh.

Ketika Xu Anran menghembuskan napas terakhir, ia baru menyadari bahwa suaminya, Qin Xiaokun, adalah serigala berbulu domba. Dengan ilusi cinta, Qin Xiaokun menguras hartanya, menghancurkan keluarganya, bahkan mengakhiri hidupnya dengan mobil demi bersama cinta sejatinya. Namun, ketika Xu Anran membuka mata kembali, ia telah kembali ke hari pernikahannya dengan Qin Xiaokun, lima tahun lalu. Para bajingan itu tidak akan pernah bisa menyentuh apa pun miliknya lagi! Semua penderitaan di kehidupan sebelumnya akan ia balas satu per satu. Di depan semua orang, ia menghampiri rival Qin Xiaokun, Jiang Rongyan, dan tersenyum seraya bertanya, "Tuan Jiang, maukah Anda menikahi saya?" Di belakangnya, terlihat wajah-wajah keluarga Qin yang tidak suka. Jiang Rongyan menerima tawarannya. Ini adalah skenario balasan yang sempurna untuk Qin Xiaokun. -Xu Anran hanya ingin menjauhi hubungan asmara di kehidupan ini, tetapi ia tidak menyangka setelah perjanjian pernikahan berakhir, pria itu menolak melepaskannya! Jiang Rongyan, "Kau mau kabur setelah memanfaatkan saya? Heh, jangan bermimpi."

Seakan terjebak oleh keadaan, Shera harus menerima kenyataan pahit yang menyangkut masa depannya. Cita-cita untuk menjadi seorang pramugari harus terkubur dalam angan. Menikah adalah salah satu cara untuk menyelesaikan masalah yang telah di hadapi keluarganya. Namun, siapa sangka ia harus menikah dengan Bara Abisatya. Orang yang selalu membully dan menindasnya di masa sekolahnya dulu. Lantas, apakah pernikahan Shera akan bahagia atau menjadi pernikahan tragis?

Terjebak dalam pernikahan tanpa gairah, Olivia kini harus memilih antara suami penyayang yang menjauh atau mantan pacar yang kembali memasuki kehidupannya. Semua begitu sulit ia putuskan, karena kehadiran dua buah hatinya. Namun, ia harus bisa bersikap tegas untuk pilihannya di masa depan. Bagaimanakah keputusan Olivia? Akankah dia akan meninggalkan suami dan kedua anaknya demi mantan pacar? Atau justru ia memilih untuk memperbaiki keluarga kecilnya?

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.

My roommate had a peculiar knack for pestering everyone into liking her posts on social media, all so she could collect enough likes to claim some prize or another. It was her way of life—nagging, nudging, and guilting us into clicking that little thumbs-up. One time, the campus beauty queen liked my roommate's ad for a facial mask. Not long after, she was in a horrific car accident. The vehicle caught fire, and her face suffered severe burns, leaving her disfigured beyond recognition. Meanwhile, my roommate seemed to undergo a miraculous transformation, her complexion turning porcelain fair and flawless as though she'd been kissed by the heavens. Then there was the academic prodigy, a shoe-in for graduate school, who liked her tutoring service post. Shortly after, he was exposed for academic fraud, and his once-brilliant reputation was reduced to ashes. Strangely enough, my roommate's research paper suddenly won an award, catapulting her to fame and fortune. And me? I fell into her trap too. I liked her rental agency ad, and before I knew it, my world crumbled. A scandal erupted, revealing that I was the result of a mix-up at birth. It turned out she was the long-lost child of wealth and privilege—a hidden gem cast into the rough, now reclaimed by her rightful family. As for me, I was packed off to the countryside village she had escaped from and forced into a brutal marriage with an old man. My life became a living hell, and eventually, I died there, broken and forgotten. But fate wasn't done with me yet. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day my roommate begged me to like her post in exchange for yet another prize.

After waking up one day to discover I was coughing up flowers, everyone started giving me strange looks. It continued until my sworn enemy cornered me against a wall. His expression darkened as he chuckled softly and asked, "Oh, baby, have you been going out like this every day? Why don't you try mine instead?"

I was a writer. I rented a place in the countryside to seek inspiration. The villagers said it was a haunted house. Twenty years ago, a mad woman murdered her daughter by piercing a needle into her skull! I did not believe it, but I got a call from a little girl that night. She said it was 2002, and her mother was trying to kill her!

My boyfriend tells me he's a monster in a game, but I think he's lying. What monster would have washboard abs and defined obliques? And what monster would keep asking me for hugs and kisses? Everything changes when I end up in a survival game one day. I'm stuck in a dark, cold ocean when the main boss of the game, a scary tentacled monster, entangles me in its grasp. When it speaks, the voice is gentle and familiar. "Kiss me, Ara."

My grandmother only knows how to draw one thing—infants. They're ugly, but people line up to buy the paintings. I watch as she takes those women into unlit rooms. Then, their bloodcurdling screams will ring out. Oddly enough, they always thank my grandmother when they're leaving. One day, I finally find out what exactly my grandmother paints. I discover the truth when I see an infant crawl out of one of the women's bellies—it looks just like the one my grandmother has painted.