Carol Stuart

Carol: Life was never a bed of roses. At least for me. Abandoned at birth by both parents, and made to go through too many foster homes, I had to put in twice the amount of effort of my peers. Both in education, and in my career. I love children, and I've aspired to land a very good job as a social worker who cares for kids for as long as I can remember. When New York's most eligible bachelor and billionaire Evans Armstrong propositions me to become a nanny for his nephew, I'm speechless. Out of every options he had available, he choose me. And his nephew is the sweetest boy I've ever encountered. Maybe, just maybe I can achieve my dreams after all. Evans: Life was never the same ever since my sister Serena died, leaving me with her son Brandon. Each day that passes, I strive to be a better man, and provide for Brandon everything he needs. He's a smart kid, and he deserves the best. Which is why I go out of my way in searching for a suitable nanny to tend to him, since my efforts can only go so far. When I see Carolina for the first time, she's striking. And her polite demeanor has a ripple effect on young Brandon. I know immediately that she's the right one for him. She would make a wonderful nanny. And perhaps, a wonderful wife.

On the night of our wedding, my wife, Carol Lockhart, leaves me and goes to stay at a hotel instead. It's because she's an aloof, arrogant young woman who has always been in love with my younger brother, Thomas Shaffer. Over the next ten years of our marriage, I treat her as sincerely as possible and give her my entire heart, but the only response I get in return is her mockery. "Marcus Shaffer, I would rather be a nun for the rest of my life than fall in love with you!" However, when a heavy truck comes skidding toward me, the woman who has hated me all her life suddenly throws herself at me and shoves me away, saving my life. Before passing out, I see her grabbing the doctor's hand, while blood flows from her mouth, begging, "Don't tell that idiot that I was the one who saved him… "And don't let my parents blame him for my death…" My eyes fill with tears. I finally understand now that she wasn't the only one who made the wrong decision during our wedding. After I'm reborn and given a second chance at life, I decide to join the International Peacekeeping Forces and head out into the war as a frontliner. Since I can no longer live out the rest of my life with her, I wish her a lifetime of happiness, and I hope that we will never meet again.

Kathie Martinez was a very low-profile and hardworking famous model, who never enjoyed someone else's fame and fortune. But still, enemies surrounded her. Her career granulated and her life was demolished. What saddened her the most wasn't because her life was destroyed, but because her best friends and fiance, Frederick Stuart, were the main culprits. At least that is what she believed. Peeking into it, there is more to it. Frederick's nature, history, and behavior have been strange, even to her. His eccentricity has made her sometimes question if Frederick was human but, love always has something to do with her heart whenever she determines to find out about Frederick's dark secrets. One day, something happened that altered her life forever. On the night of their wedding day, Kathie went to look for her husband who suddenly vanished in the middle of the party. On her way, she was attacked and Killed but somehow, she managed to survive in the body of a young lady with blonde hair and enchanting blue eyes. 'What am I doing here? Aren't I supposed to be dead or something? Am I in heaven" Kathie asked herself. **** Ashley Flores was a bright, polite, and timid young lady but her life remains wretched. She was mysteriously murdered in the middle of the night. Coincidentally, the same night Kathie was killed. Somehow, with a bewildering phenomenon, Kathie's soul was trapped in Ashley's body, and from that day, she was welcomed into the miserable world of Ashley, to live her unfortunate life. Now will Kaithe be able to adapt to that type of life? Will she have her vengeance with the body of nobody? How will she find out what happened to her? Let's TRY AGAIN

" How could you kill the man who saved your life and treated you like his own son, you bastard? " He kept looking at her with dark features, while she continued her crazily screaming "You killed my father and everyone, you exterminated the vampire clan, you mangy dog!" She struggled to hide her pain, while Lucien wiped away the blood that covered his hands "The answer is easy. I wanted to be the king of this world. Your father didn't save me Amelia. He treated me like a scoundrel. He killed my mother and took advantage of me." She shook her head in denial, while looking at him in shock " What heart do you have, you are not Lucian I know " "I'm a werewolf Amelia, I don't have a heart, so get over it and forget about it." Amelia got up and rushed to attack him, he grabbed her tightly and put her hands behind her back, her eyes were burning with anger, Lucien smiled, bringing his lips to hers "you love Me" "Yes, madly, but as much as I used to love you, I now hate you. The old Amelia is dead. I will live now only to avenge you." Lucien smiled, kissing her deeply, she tried to get away from him, but to no avail, he only moved away after he bled her lips. "I, Lucien Rodarte, rejecte you, Amelia Stuart, as my mate ." Her eyes widened, and he looked at him in astonishment, as he tore the last thread that held them together "I've always wanted to do this" He whispered, leaving her in the midst of her shock. Amelia had lost everything that day, her kingdom, her father, her brother, herself, and even her mate ...

Lila Anderson n’était qu’une jeune femme pleine de rêves et d’amour lorsqu’elle fut accusée d’un crime qu’elle n’avait pas commis. Trahie, brisée, et injustement condamnée, elle passe trois longues années derrière les barreaux. Son seul tort ? Avoir aimé Dante Whitemore, l’héritier d’un empire impitoyable, sans jamais chercher autre chose que son cœur. À sa sortie de prison, Lila est méconnaissable. Brisée mais toujours digne malgré les humiliations qu’elle endure. Ce qu’elle ignore, c’est que le destin s’apprête à la replonger dans les ténèbres qu’elle croyait avoir laissées derrière elle. Car Dante est de retour. Lorsqu’il la revoit, il ne reconnaît pas celle qu’il avait jadis tant méprisée. Sa présence l’obsède, l’énerve, le trouble. Il croit encore qu’elle l’a trahi… Mais peu à peu, chaque regard, chaque mot, chaque silence fissure ses certitudes. Ce qu’il ne sait pas encore, c’est qu’il est lui-même la proie d’un mensonge bien plus vaste, ourdi par Elena Moreau — la rivale cachée, manipulatrice élégante aux allures d’ange, qui depuis l’enfance rêve de devenir la femme de Dante. Une rivalité invisible, mais cruelle, qui aura détruit des vies pour mieux dissimuler la vérité. Entre haine, passion, vengeance et rédemption, Dante devra affronter ses fautes et faire tomber les masques. Mais Lila, elle, peut-elle encore lui faire confiance ? Peut-on reconstruire l’amour sur les cendres du mépris ? Et que fera Jason Stuart, l’ami fidèle devenu rival silencieux, lorsqu’il comprendra qu’il aime celle qu’il ne pourra jamais vraiment avoir ? Un amour détruit par la trahison. Un pardon plus dur que la prison. Une reconquête à haut prix. Et une femme qui, cette fois, ne se laissera plus briser.