Format Penilaian Lomba Fashion Show

Alyia Lyra Vega; a model and a successful businesswoman. She believes that success means being able to show the world what you're capable of. What you're best at. She can be described as a tough woman, a woman that can do better than man. An independent woman. But what if all of those judgements from people are wrong? What if the tough woman that many people is inspired of can be weak sometimes? Or even all of the time? Will Cosmos Alexandrus fulfill his purpose? Can he melt the cold heart of the great Alyia Lyra Vega?

Mohit Paul is a young and dynamic Fashion designer. He is sinfully handsome, having girls drooling over him but to their dismay, he barely gives them another look. He is bisexual, but prefers to be with men . Until one fateful night.... When he meets Srusti. Srusti is a simple, sweet and innocent girl. join their journey, to see who gets bewitched by whom....

"I loved you, Isabelle, but not anymore. Allison here is carrying my child." Morris said, his tone firm and unyielding. ** After four years of marriage without kids, Isabelle finally took in through IVF. She is on her way home to show her husband the pregnancy test result when she decides to stop by her friend's - Allison's place. There, she gets the shock of her life. Her dear husband in bed, naked with her friend - Allison. The only two people in this world she takes as family have just betrayed her. Struggling to cope, Isabelle is called back to the hospital where she's told there was a mistake during the insemination. The child she is carrying belongs to another man - Carlos Fernandez, the ruthless billionaire. And not just that; her husband's sperms was too weak to initiate fertilization. Meaning that he's impotent. So, if Morris is impotent, whose child is Allison carrying? Isabelle returns home only to be served with divorce papers... What happens after the truth about Allison's pregnancy is exposed? Will Carlos accept Isabelle as she is the wrong surrogate? Find out as you keep reading.

When my mother finally found the real heiress, she was on her knees selling shoes on the street. And to my surprise, I recognized her—she was none other than my fiancé's first love. Determined to oust me, the fake heiress, she played her part well, putting on a daily show to make me look bad. I was content to play along, enjoying our little game, until my fiancé’s offhand remark, “Was that really necessary?" shattered my composure. Fine, I thought, “You can keep this husband and family. I’ve got better things to do—like finding my real parents.”

Soraya Wayne, rude and pompous yet a successful young woman and daddy's favorite child. Aside all these, she's an intelligent businesswoman who doesn't believe in love, all she wants is to get laid and move on. ‘ If a man can pay a woman for sex, then a woman can also pay a man for same.’ her motto. Zed Velasquez has had a crush on his boss for as far as he can remember, but the problem is will his boss ever notice his love for her? Freya, a fashion guru, and Zed's close friend is head over heels in love with him, but he's also in love with another. Would he recognize the love she has for him? What happens when Soraya finds herself falling hard for Zed? Would it be too late?

My five-year marriage with Alexander was like a couture gown, ripped to shreds. "I want Victoria to show your collection for the New York Fashion Week spring preview." My husband Alexander's voice cut through the sketch I was working on. I stopped drawing. I must have heard him wrong. "What did you say?" "Victoria is new. She needs a platform. Your new spring collection is the perfect springboard for her." "You're a showstopper every year. What's the harm in giving her one shot?" he asked, his tone as casual as if he were discussing the weather. "Besides, the brand needs new blood." I stared at the man I'd spent five years with. Suddenly, his face looked sharp, unfamiliar. "Do you have any idea how many nights I've stayed up working on this collection? And you want to give it to some new assistant?" "Evelyn, don't be so petty. It's just a preview." His expression turned cold. "I've already decided." I clenched my fists, a thousand emotions churning inside me. Fine. If you're going to treat me like this, don't blame me for leaving you.

Si Allysa Enrile ay isang manang, ngunit walang kinakatakutan. Para sa kanya 'manang is the new fashion' at siya ang magpapatunay na hindi lahat ng manang ay inaapi. Dahil kahit manang siya ay hinahangaan siya dahil sa tapang niyang harapin ang mga bully. Tahimik ang buhay studyante niya kasama ang dalawa niyang pinsan, at syempre ang maganda niyang ate na pantasya ng mga kalalakihan sa Villafrancia Universal School. Nang bigla niyang makilala si Adrian Villafrancia, ang pikon na anak ng may-ari ng Eskwlehan na pinapasukan niya. Nagkaroon ng hindi pagkakaunawaan sa una nilang pagtatagpo. Hanggang sa lumala ang bangayan nila, at lagi silang nagkakaharap. Madalas siya nitong kontrahin, supalpalin, at awayin. Ngunit ang madalas na bangayan ay nauwi sa pagkakamabutihan at pagmamahalan. Pero hindi nagtagal, habang napapadalas ang kanilang pagsasama. Habang lumalalim ang kanyang pagmamahal kay Adrian ay siya naman pagkagising ng poot sa puso niya. Poot para sa magulang nito na siyang sumira sa Pamilya niya. Habang nakikita niya ang Pamilya nito na masaya ay nasasaktan naman ang kalooban niya. Dahil ang mga ito ay masaya samantalang silang magkapatid ay nagdusa at nawalan ng magulang. Kaya ba'ng pawiin ng pagmamahal ang sakit ng nakaraan o magiging daan lang ito nang panibagong sakit para sa dalawa? Mapapatawad ba ni Allysa ang pamilya ni Adrian o sasaktan niya ang binata para makaganti sa pamilya nito? Magkakaroon ba ng happy ending o magiging tragic ang patutunguhan ng relasyon nila?

(In conquering her I broke her so much that I lost the girl with whom I fell in love with.) *Blurp* I flinch when the book is taken away from me. "I am not going to apologise. I can handle all your tantrums and attitudes but if you utter even a word of protest for this marriage you will see the worst of me. I am a very dangerous man and if you come to know how dangerous I am you will run away. And I am trying hard to not show you that side of me." He cups my face. I got tearful as I remembered his behaviour from earlier. "As I said earlier, I love you. I can do anything for you. I can turn into a man which you desire, I can change my habits, I can change anything and everything for you, the only thing which you have to do is marry me. And we are getting engaged this coming week." More tears started falling from my eyes. He pecks my lips.

Run for the money. It’s part of the show. If he catches up, he won’t let go. Anya I’m in trouble—the kind that comes from a mobster and my irresponsible father. He killed himself and left me—and my underage sisters—holding the bag. Dmitri Ivanov wants half a million within two weeks, or he’s going to force us into the sex trade and keep my sweet little sister for himself. I’m desperate, so when I see the twisted reality TV show, “The Island,” I decide to compete. It’s only one weekend, and if the hunters don’t catch me, I get a million dollars. If they do, I still get paid—and extra for being a virgin. I just have to avoid getting trapped. But when I meet Spencer, maybe I don’t mind him catching and claiming me… Spencer My brother tricks me into coming with him for a weekend of hunting. I’m not into the outdoors and have never hunted an animal before. When I find out we’re supposed to hunt women instead, I’m ready to walk out. Until Anya walks in. One look at her, and I know she’s mine. I can’t fight the primal, possessive need to catch and claim her. There’s just one problem. If I have her for the weekend, how will I ever let her go? This is a contemporary romance with suspense and dark themes. While consensual, certain fantasy elements acted out between Spencer and Anya can be triggering to sensitive readers.

My fiancé’s first love and I fell down the stairs at the same time, and he chose to save her instead, leaving me to lie there in a pool of blood as I waited for an ambulance. On the brink of death, I begged him not to abandon me, and he only kicked my hand away, saying, “Elodie, can’t you show a little kindness? Don’t you see that Celeste is unconscious?! “…I’ll make sure you pay for this later!” ‘Later’, as he put it, didn’t come to pass. As he left with his first love in his arms, I died along with the baby inside my womb.