Family

After my daughter, Mia Powell, was declared brain-dead, my husband, Liam Powell, urged me to sign the organ donation consent form. I was drowning in grief and my mind was on the verge of collapse. That was when I accidentally discovered that her attending doctor, Blair Lincoln, was Liam’s old flame. They had lied about Mia’s brain death, just to trick me into signing the form and steal her heart to save Blair’s daughter, Sophia. I watched as Liam picked Sophia up from the hospital. The three of them smiled together, like a perfect, happy family. When I confronted them, they pushed me off a building, and I died from the fall. Given a second chance, I had returned to the day I was supposed to sign the organ donation form. As I stared at Mia lying in that hospital bed, I silently vowed. This time, that scumbag and that wretch would pay with their lives for what they did to Mia.

When I was seven years old, my father began subjecting me to extremely strict parenting. Not only did he withhold any support for my food, clothing, housing, or daily necessities, but he even charged me for drinking water in our own home. As a child, I endured relentless suffering and bullying. When I was critically injured by a vehicle that broke the law, I was severely injured, and my father refused to save me. Only after my death did I learn the truth that he already had a son somewhere out there. Everything he did to me was meant to drive me to my death. After rebirth, I no longer adhered to rules nor endured silently. Exploiting the fact that I was still a minor, I stabbed his secretary, bullied my classmates at school, and even set a fire on campus to force my father to give up on his brutal methods. When I grew up, I took everything he owned and sent him to prison. Only then was my revenge completed.

Kara Blue is a fifteen year old pariah, whom has been running away all her life after her Mom was allegedly taken away ten years ago. Ten years later and all grown up now, Kara is on a quest for answers as she dives into some personal investigation concerning her Mom's whereabouts, in the process she stumbles on some sketchy information and finds out secrets regarding her true identity and the circumstances surrounding her Father's death that changes her life forever.

Di jantung kepulauan yang menyimpan warisan mitos dan legenda, sebuah kegelapan purba bangkit dari kedalaman yang terlupakan, mengancam untuk menelan cahaya harmoni. Dia adalah Kai, seorang pemuda dengan kemampuan misterius untuk mendengar suara alam, yang menyadari ada bahaya yang sedang mengintai. Perjalanannya membawanya melintasi lanskap magis Tanah Air dan Samudra yang luas, mengungkap rahasia kuno dan membangkitkan kekuatan tersembunyi di dalam dirinya. Dari bisikan roh hutan hingga melodi Siren yang memikat, dan keheningan menakutkan di jantung kegelapan, Kai harus mempelajari melodi dan menari antara cahaya dan bayangan. Akankah ia mampu mengungkap misteri kegelapan dan menyelamatkan kepulauan ini sebelum terlambat, ataukah ia akan hilang ditelan legenda yang lebih tua dari waktu itu sendiri?

"Mega tidak mau, Bi, Mega tidak mau menikah kontrak apa lagi sampai memiliki anak, dan nantinya Mega harus melepaskan anak itu begitu saja?" Selalu dianggap benalu oleh keluarganya, dan dengan penuh keterpaksaan Mega yang harus tinggal dengan yang bukan orang tuanya membuat Mega hidup dalam tekanan setiap harinya. Hingga akhirnya dengan berat hati Mega pun setuju menjadi ibu pengganti bagi pasangan kaya raya, sampai hidupnya berubah dalam satu malam. Mega hanya membutuhkan uang untuk menyelamatkan keluarganya, tidak pernah terpikir bahwa rahimnya akan membawa janin pewaris keluarga kaya raya. Namun di balik kontrak perjanjian yang tebal dan aturan yang ketat, Mega justru terjebak dalam badai perasaan yang tak pernah ia rencanakan. Awan, sang suami dingin perlahan mulai menunjukkan perhatian yang tak semestinya. Sementara istrinya, Amelia, lama kelamaan merasa tak suka melihat suaminya dan ibu pengganti itu berada terlalu dekat. Di dalam rumah megah yang terasa seperti istana, Mega harus menjalani beribu kepahitan, di tengah cinta yang tak boleh dimiliki, dan kebencian yang makin mengakar. Akankah Mega sanggup menuntakan tugasnya?

When my body was being dismembered, my fiance was helping my cousin choose her wedding dress. When he received my distress call, he said with disgust, "I hope you never come back! You can die with the bastard in your womb! Don't ever call me again. The mentioning of your name makes me sick!" After that, he found a body part of me in a water tank on the rooftop of a hotel. He thought it was a prank, so he actually ordered white lilies and candles to be delivered to my doorstep. Only when he found my head buried in the grass under his feet on the day of our wedding did he realize that it wasn't a prank.

My husband brings a pregnant Meryl Cleat home and lies to me, claiming that she's his stepmother. I'm wholly against the idea, but she says, "The children will call you their mother when they're born, so you don't have to go through the pain of childbirth. Think about how lucky you are, experiencing motherhood without the suffering!" I demand a divorce in the heat of the moment; Meryl is so infuriated by this that she faces labor complications and later dies. Out of guilt, I become a stay-at-home mother to care for her two super male kids. Yet they scaled me with boiling water and blind me in one eye. My health deteriorates under their intense torment, and I'm diagnosed with uremia. That's when I accidentally discover Meryl isn't my stepmother—she's my husband's mistress! I'm in despair when I return home. To make matters worse, I catch her—when she's supposed to be dead—and my husband in bed together. Her two super male sons ultimately stab me to death. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day she fakes her death!

My daughter has leukemia and desperately needs a bone marrow donor. After a blood test, it turns out my blood type doesn't match hers. However, my husband's blood type does. This confuses me. I gave birth to her, so how could my blood type not be a match for hers? I'm puzzled by this when my long-lost best friend suddenly appears with her son, who's about my daughter's age. She wants him to do a blood test to see whether it matches my daughter's.

The day that I divorced my third husband, the system told me that I had completely failed my mission. I had married three times in this world and they were all targets that were supposed to fall for me. But every single one of them chose to divorce me because of Wendy Somerfield. The system pitied me for doing my best for the past 30 years, so it asked me to target my son. It said that if my son could confidently choose me, between me and Wendy, then I could live. However, it was no exception that the son I gave birth to after 40 weeks of pregnancy chose Wendy, just like my three ex-husbands. They all even pinned the cause of Wendy's illness on me. My first husband, who was my childhood sweetheart, pretended to be softhearted, but he was actually ruthless. He actually tried to convince me to donate one of my kidneys to Wendy. My second husband, who I met on a blind date, used a scalpel to personally cut open my body. My third husband, who I fell in love with at first sight, even threatened me with my son. While spitting out blood from my mouth, I agreed to their requests with a smile. However, when they saw me being pushed out of the operating room, those people who turned their backs on me went crazy.

My husband spiked our child's formula with sleeping pills to sneak away for a Christmas date with his assistant. As I frantically rushed my feverish child to the hospital, I unexpectedly spotted my husband carrying his assistant upstairs. "Peyton twisted her ankle, so I'm here to help her get it checked!" Even though our child was in the operating room fighting for her life, he did not so much as glance in her direction. I tightened my grip on the ten-million-dollar winning lottery ticket in my pocket. It was time to end this seven-year marriage.