30 Missed Calls

My daughter, Wendy Lawson, was a rising star in the piano world. But on the day of the piano competition grand finals, someone locked her in a restroom. She was so shaken she missed her chance at the championship. I checked the CCTV footage and found out exactly who was behind it. I was ready to file a formal complaint for malicious sabotage. But my husband stepped in and shut me down cold. “It was just a squabble between two kids. If you report Theresa’s sister, I’ll make sure Wendy doesn’t even get second place!” I was so furious my whole body trembled. I never imagined Phillip would go this far to bully his own daughter to protect his secretary’s sister! Just then, Wendy held onto my hand as she fought back tears. “Mom, I don’t want the championship anymore… and I don’t want Dad either.” I tightened my grip around her small hand. “All right. If you do not want him, then I do not want him either!”

Zahra Rosalind was born in the human world. She was living a happy perfect and complete life with her parent. Then suddenly, the perfect life suddenly disappeared and turned out to be her greatest nightmare. Her parents died during a car accident that leaves her a trauma. She was living with her grandmother near in the forest in their province. Then after that incident she's always having an odd dream. Fangs, pale skin, forest, moon and other things that made her felt a familiar feeling. Years passed, she's still having an odd dreams. A voice of a guy in the forest that keeps calling her name in her dream. The day came that he did not expect in his whole life. Suddenly the sky darkened and around him he suddenly let go of his Grandmother's hand and suddenly a man in black appeared and covered it. And a goddess also came and said that she was destined for a prince and that she would take her to the world of Ambrogio. She would not have gone but the goddess said that in the world of Ambrogio the black creature brought his Grandmother. What will be the course of his life? She did not even know the world of Ambrogio. And which prince is destined for her? Is she really destined for that prince? Is this prince the man who always calls her name in her dreams? * Photo not mine. Credits to the rightful owner *

During my wedding, which is livestreamed all over the world, my fiancé, Marvin Keller, calls me a shameless woman who's gotten pregnant out of wedlock. Then, he calls off our engagement and marries my father's illegitimate daughter, Delilah Lambert. My mother is so incensed by this that she gets a stroke and ends up bedridden. Amid my despair, my childhood friend, Tristan Wright, proposes. He tells me he's had a crush on me for many years and is willing to treat my child with Marvin as his own. I'm moved by Tristan's promise and accept his proposal. Three years after we get married, I give birth to a stillborn. My mother is still in a coma and doesn't seem like she'll ever wake up. I'm hospitalized after getting into an accident for the eighth time. That's when I overhear Tristan's conversation with a private doctor. Finally, I discover the truth—he's never loved me. "You orchestrated eight accidents just to make sure Delilah would inherit her family's fortune? Are you out of your mind?" "I've done Lethia wrong with this, but I'll use the rest of my life to atone for my sins. She should be satisfied with that."

My son is severely allergic to pollen, and because of his rare blood type, he must receive a specific desensitization injection at a bigger hospital in a different state. To make that happen, I deliberately booked the same flight as my wife just so our son could get help as soon as possible. But she insists on waiting for her late-arriving first love, refusing to let the plane take off. When I confront her, she says, "All passengers are equal. If the plane can wait for you, why can't it wait for him? Cam still needs to celebrate Josie's birthday. It's just ten minutes. Nothing will happen!" However, by the time we arrive at the hospital, the doctor tells us we missed the critical window for treatment. We were just ten minutes too late. Our son has now become a vegetable.

I receive news of my husband being hospitalized after accidentally eating mushrooms causing hallucinations. I ignore the pain in my sprained ankle and limp to the hospital. When I enter the hospital ward, my husband sidesteps me. Instead, he excitedly throws his arms around the young woman behind me. "You're finally here, honey! I missed you so much!" The young woman gives me a challenging look. Then, she wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him, her face red. They cling to each other and act all lovey-dovey like there's no one with them. After a while, my husband seems to realize I'm there. He scratches his head in embarrassment, looking like a young man who's just fallen in love. "Mom has done a good job in maintaining her appearance, honey. She doesn't look like she's 50 at all."

Ally, was a regular girl going about her ordinary life, one she was bored of. She wanted something interesting to drop on her life, to break her out of the same routines day in and day out. But she should have listened to the common saying, be careful what you wish for. Her life is turned upside down when Ally’s father is kidnapped one night. She’s confused and doesn’t know what’s happening until she calls her mother. She learns the reason for her mother being so distant going up; her mother was a renowned spy who tracked down and stopped some of the world's most dangerous criminals. She’s sucked into the dangerous world of gangsters and secret admirers, where she learns it may all evolve around her. Follow her story to see if she can free her father, or will she cave under the pressure? Read on to find out.

YOLO! You only live once.That is my motto in life. I don't care about what other people would say and think about me. I am me. And others' opinions don't matter.I am Alexa Lopez, Alex for short. Everyone calls me by that name, including my parents. I am a proud lesbian and I am lucky that my parents accept me for who I am but sometimes my mom still wishes that I will wake up to my senses one day and meet a man.Me? Meeting a man? Yuck!I heard many times from my friends and some relatives that I look pretty. They said I have a good body and they are sure that if I am a straight girl, many boys will chase after me.But that will never happen. I am not pretty, I am handsome.I am 17 years old, still a teenager and young as they say but I am already mature. I already had 3 girlfriends in the past and all of them were head over heals at me. I can't blame them, I treated them nicely and I did my best to be a good partner for them, giving them gifts, accompanying them when they go shopping and help them with their studies. I sometimes even do their homework and their projects.I am the only child in my family and I must say we are financially stable. My dad is a lawyer and my mom is a dermatologist.I am currently a senior high school student in Mary Poppins International School and I am also one of the varsity players of the women's basketball team. I am quite famous I must say.It may seem that I have everything, but inside this tough person is still a fragile lady.

On the day the gynecologist confirmed that I was pregnant, my husband, Austin Jones, pushed me into the operating room to donate blood to save his first love. Feeling frail after the blood transfusion, I almost fainted in front of Austin. However, he pushed me away and went to take care of his first love. Furthermore, he hung up on all my phone calls and stayed with his first love all night on the day I miscarried. Time after time, I was met with disappointment. When I finally decided that I had enough of his mistreatment and no longer wanted to love him, he panicked and begged me to give him another chance.

I didn't choose to trespass on Alpha Ronan Vale's land. But when you're running for your life, the forest decides your path. I thought I knew what predators looked like until he stepped from the shadows. Battle-scarred and broad, with eyes like molten gold and a voice that vibrates through bone. He didn't negotiate. He hunted me through the dark, took me down hard, and claimed me with teeth and blood. His mark lives in my throat now, a connection that won't disappear. He's everything I should fear. Savage, uncompromising, a man who takes without asking. Yet the bond calls to something wild in me, my body singing for him even as my mind recoils. To his pack, I'm fresh meat. Something to be tamed. But I have claws too, and I'll use them. Even when he forces me to become part of his territory. Even when the moon turns full and he swears I’ll come to him willingly. I hate him. I crave him. And the wolf in me suspects I was always meant to be his.

It's Thanksgiving, and I'm waiting for Zeke Jones to come home after cooking up an extravagant meal. When Zeke returns, he doesn't even glance at the meal I've prepared for him. Instead, he proceeds to pack a bag. "I can't celebrate Thanksgiving with you this year," he says. I take another bite of my turkey and say nothing. At the stroke of midnight, Zeke's first love posts a new photo on her social media page. In the photo, she's lying on Zeke's back with a bright smile on her face. The moon outside the window is bright. "Happy to spend Thanksgiving with good company," her caption reads. Instead of hysterically questioning Zeke about the post, I just tap on the "like" button without reacting in any way. Zeke calls me. His voice sounds panicked as he tries to explain himself. "Please don't misinterpret the post. I will definitely spend Thanksgiving with you next year…" I freeze for a few moments, letting out a small laugh. I don't offer him a reply. Next time, he says? Oh, Zeke, I'm afraid there won't be a next time.