Blonde Actress With Scar Between Eyebrows

It all seemed like the perfect marriage until she was stripped of her title of an heiress, a wife and a mother. The betrayal from the people she loved the most stinged but the loss of her child stinging even harder. Thrown in jail for a crime she knew nothing about, the discarded heiress longed for the day she would pay back for the betrayal. Her prayers seemed to be answered as an unexpected visitor paid her a visit in jail, with an offer no scorn and mourning mother would refuse. But for what price?

I was finally pregnant with his child after being married to Grady Winters for five years. I planned to share the wonderful news with him in person, but on that fateful day, I encountered his first love, who had just returned from abroad. She scalded me with soup, spilling it across me before shoving me down the stairs. Curled up and fighting through the piercing pain in my abdomen, I heard her cold, mocking laughter from above. "Who do you think you are to be Mrs. Winters? I've seen plenty of women who are social climbers." Then, she turned to Grady, her voice laced with pride. She playfully pouted, asking, "Didn't I do a good job, Grady? Don't you think you should reward me as well?"

My brother's only child was diagnosed with acute leukemia, and the baby growing inside me became his only hope. The moment I got the news, I didn't hesitate, even though I was six months pregnant, ready for the transplant compatibility test. My brother drove me to the hospital to get the results, but things took an unexpected turn when my sister-in-law mistook me for a mistress. She waited until my brother stepped away, then locked me in the bathroom. Her face twisted with fury as she tore my clothes, stepped on my belly and insulted me. "You seduced my husband and even dared to carry his child! My son falls ill, and you rush back just to show off, is that it? No one steals my man! Today, I'll show you what happens to a mistress's baby!" It was only when my brother came with the compatibility report of successful matching that she collapsed…

Tumibok ang inosenteng puso ni Annabelle sa murang edad na disi-nuebe sa sundalong nadestino sa probinsiya nila—si Lt. Luis Miguel Saavedra. “You look perfect tonight, sweetheart.” Nakangiti ang malamlam na mga mata ng binata na nakatitig kay Annabelle. Hinawi nito ang ilang hibla ng buhok na nakalaylay sa pisngi niya at inipit iyon sa likod ng tainga. “Bagay na bagay sa iyo ang pangalan mo.” Sa kabila ng siyam na taong agwat ng kanilang edad ay naiparamdam nila sa isa’t isa ang kanilang tunay na pagmamahalan. Nanumpa ng pag-ibig na walang hanggan. Ngunit isang hindi inaasahang dagok ang dumating, bunga nito ay ang masaklap na paghihiwalayan. Ngayong nagtagpo silang muli, makakaya kayang harapin ng dalaga ang bagong Miguel? Makakaya niya kayang harapin ang mga titig nitong puno ng pagkasuklam at mapagparusang pakikitungo sa kaniya?  

"Hideous" "Twisted" "Scarred" "Beastly" "Ugly" "Grotesque" "Horrifying." Darcy had heard all those words and more in her twenty three years of life, and she had even started to believe that she was nothing more than a worthless beast, cursed with a face that could induce nightmares. A fleeting hope comes in the form of a million dollar offer from a billionaire, but all too soon, she is reminded that there is no knight in shining armor for a woman like her. It's up to her to change her own fate and get her revenge on all those who abused her.

It only took a moment to burn everything down. For five years, Isla Merrick played the part—soft-spoken wife, graceful hostess, quiet shadow to Callum Braxton’s powerful presence. She became what the world expected: dutiful, polished, harmless. Then came his cold declaration: “Let’s get divorced.” No emotion. No explanation. Just a clean cut—like a business deal. But Callum never knew she had been waiting for that moment. Planning for it. Beneath the composed surface, Isla had been sharpening the edges he once dulled. Because Isla Merrick had a past—and it wasn’t the scandal the tabloids spun. It was deeper. Sharper. Before she was Mrs. Braxton, she trained at Summerdell—an elite, off-the-record martial arts academy. Whispers of crime and prison blurred the truth, but Isla stayed silent. She had bigger plans. Three years later, she returns—not to reconcile, but to reintroduce herself. Isla Merrick now runs a luxury fashion empire, famous for turning scandal into power. And when she steps into the country’s most elite gala, draped in elegance and authority, Callum barely recognizes her. But she recognizes him. Before he can speak, a figure joins her—Dorian Kane. Ruthless investor. Public obsession. His hand rests on Isla’s waist like it belongs there. “Just so we’re clear, Braxton,” Dorian says coolly. “She’s not yours. Not anymore.” For Callum, it’s the beginning of a reckoning. For Isla, it’s the first breath of freedom. She isn’t the woman who once begged to be loved. She’s the woman who knows she never needed to be. And this time, she’s not just rewriting the story—she’s owning the ending.

"Clara, if we divorce I promise that you will never see Luke again!" A cold smile ran from ear to the other, curling my scarlet lips, "Who says I'm fighting for custody anyways? I'm kicking both you and your son out of my life." In a former life cut short, Clara Winston had been the perfect wife-obedience and selflessness wrapped with a ribbon of loyalty. But after eight years her husband's first love, her twin sister Cassie returns because she needed a kidney donor, both him and her stepson pressured Clara to offer hers. Then after she saved Cassie's life she bled to death losing her own. She opens her eyes to a second chance, a second shot at life and this time she will be no one's doormat.

Clara is the most sought-after actress of her generations. She got it all - fame, career, love and money. One day, she lost everything and went back to square one. All of this is because of the plot scheme of Victoria, the rising rookie actress. Will she be able to reach her star again or could she be someone else’s star this time?

Si Sudara Boone ay isang taong lumaki sa pangangalaga ng mga taong lobo. Siya ay iniwan ng kaniyang tunay na ina sa kagubatan ng Aerabella at siya’y kinupkop ng prinsesa na si Sadi, at kaniya itong itinuring na anak. Nilihim ng ina ang tungkoll sa kaniyang tunay na pagkatao, kung kaya’t namuhay siya sa kasinungalingang natatangi siyang taong-lobo. Tahimik at masaya siya sa kaniyang kinagisnang buhay, ngunit nagbago ito nang kaniyang makilala ang litratistang binata na si Azro. Sa unang pagtatagpo ng kanilang landas ay ang malagim na panaginip, kung saan pareho silang napahamak sa isa’t isa, ngunit naging daan ito upang kanilang kilalanin ang bawat isa. Naging madalas ang kanilang pagkikita hanggang sa sila’y naging magkaibigan at nagkamabutihan ng loob. Hindi ito ipinagsabi ni Sudara sa kaniyang tribo, hanggang sa lumalim ang kanilang samahan. Ngunit walang lihim na hindi nabubunyag at nalaman din ito ng tribo at nagpasiya silang patayin ng lihim kay Sudara si Azro. Dahil sa kaniyang matalik na kaibigan, naipagtapat kay Sudara ang tungkol sa plano ng kaniyang tribo. Alam niyang wala siyang laban dito. Sa kadahilanang iyon, nagpasiya si Sudara na ibuwis ang kaniyang buhay para sa kaniyang minamahal at naging sanhi ito ng pagkatalo ng tribo, at walang nagawa kundi ang hayaan si Azro na lumaya kasama ang ala-alang masaya’t puno ng pangarap ngunit mapait na pag-iibigan.

At the Mating Ceremony, my mate Alexander rejected our mate bond in front of the entire pack, then turned around and marked Sarah instead. While I endured the excruciating pain of rejection and the pack's vicious gossip, Alexander's brother Ethan walked into our ceremonial grounds. He presented me with nine hundred and ninety-nine Moonflowers, confessing he had secretly loved me for years. His wolf had recognized me as his mate, and he'd dreamed of making me his. I was shocked to discover he was my second chance mate, and touched that he saved me from humiliation. I immediately nodded in agreement. Five years into our marriage, I had miscarried five times, and had finally managed to conceive again. Ethan held me carefully, spinning me around with joy, promising to take good care of me and the baby, even if it cost him his life. Four months into my pregnancy, I overheard him talking with the pack healer: "Alpha Ethan, just like the previous five times, the miscarriage drugs have been added to your wife's pregnancy supplements." "I don't understand. Sarah was able to bear your child, so why not your wife?" Ethan laughed bitterly: "Only those who produce an heir can inherit the Alpha position. Alexander is infertile, and I want Sarah to fulfill her wish of becoming the pack's Alpha Female." Alexander and Ethan were the children of our pack's Alpha. The Alpha had declared that whoever produced an heir first would become the next Alpha of the pack. All those passionate vows and promises were nothing but lies. The brothers, Alexander and Ethan, both loved Sarah. If that was how things stood, I would leave. I returned to our bedroom and secretly took out my phone, dialing a number I thought I would never contact again: "I agree to return and inherit the Shadow Pack. But I need you to do me a favor."