Hem Wanita

Angela and her friend, Zora went out to celebrate Angela's success in landing a new job after completing her college, but things took a different turn when Angela got drugged and ended up sleeping with a man who was equally drugged. Angela woke up the next day to realise the stranger she had slept with was her new company's CEO, her boss Bryce Moore, and the Moore family's heir. The two ended up getting married secretly and Angela moved in with her boss. However, Susan, the boss's childhood sweetheart could not stand the relationship blossoming between Angela and Bryce. She reported it to Bryce's father. Bryce who had fallen in love with Angela decided it was time to announce her but unfortunately, when Bryce brought Angela to his family house for the first time, Angela found an artefact which was stolen from her home on the night that her parents were gruesomely murdered. How did the artefact get to Bryce's family home and what would Angela do now that she is also in love with Bryce? Let's find out together in this story of hate, betrayal and murder. Will love win?

Maria Inna Esperanza is an architecture student studying in their country home, the Philippines, despite her parents' best effort to urge her into studying abroad. Naiisip rin niya ang kagandahan abroad pero mas gusto niyang makapagtapos sa lupang sinilangan, mag disenyo ng istraktura kung saan mas makapagbibigay serbisyo sa kababayan niya at higit sa lahat may pakiramdam siyang di niya maintindihan, na parang may humihila sakaniya na manatili dito. Things changed weeks before her 20th birthday, she began having weird detailed dreams that made her anxiety grew more and it did not help when her cousin Kyle made a bet she thinks is stupid but ended up doing it in exchange for Kyle to stop pestering her. Dito niya unang nakita si Kyran, nagkakilala at naging magkaibigan. Sa pag pasok ni Kyran sa buhay niya aminado siyang umiba ang ikot ng mundo niya. However, the weird detailed dreams did not stop and it seems that it's a story that bounds to continue, she began lucid dreaming. May panahon na pakiramdam niya may napupuntahan siya pero wala naman. Habang gumaganda ang samahan nila ni Kyran ay ganun din ang pagbabago ng mga gawi niya. Nagsimula siyang mahulog kay Kyran. Kasabay ng nararamdaman niya para kay Kyran ay ang pagtindi ng di niya maipaliwanag na deja Vu lalo pa ng malaman niyang nagpaplanong maghiwalay ang kaniyang mga magulang. Before she finally decided to admit her feelings for Kyran and after she has collected a good amount of courage to face him if he rejects, she uncovers the truth about the story she has been dreaming of all along. A story that ends tragically. She knew she wants to fix the ending, she did her best to gather information and find the man from 1780.

Ava: Vor neun Jahren habe ich etwas Schreckliches getan. Es war nicht meine beste Stunde, aber ich sah eine Gelegenheit, den Mann zu bekommen, den ich seit meiner Kindheit geliebt habe, und ich habe sie ergriffen. Jetzt, Jahre später, bin ich es leid, in einer lieblosen Ehe zu leben. Ich möchte uns beide aus einer Ehe befreien, die niemals hätte geschlossen werden dürfen. Man sagt, wenn man etwas liebt, soll man es loslassen... Es war an der Zeit, ihn gehen zu lassen. Ich weiß, dass er mich niemals lieben wird und dass ich nie seine Wahl sein werde. Sein Herz wird immer ihr gehören. Und trotz meiner Sünden verdiene ich es, geliebt zu werden. Rowan: Vor neun Jahren war ich so verliebt, dass ich kaum noch klar sehen konnte. Ich habe alles zerstört, als ich den größten Fehler meines Lebens gemacht habe, und dabei die Liebe meines Lebens verloren. Ich wusste, dass ich meiner Verantwortung nachkommen musste, und das tat ich – mit einer ungewollten Ehefrau. Mit der falschen Frau. Jetzt hat sie mein Leben erneut auf den Kopf gestellt, indem sie sich von mir scheiden ließ. Um die Sache noch komplizierter zu machen: Die Liebe meines Lebens ist wieder in der Stadt. Die einzige Frage ist jetzt: Wer ist die Richtige? Ist es das Mädchen, in das ich mich vor Jahren Hals über Kopf verliebt habe? Oder ist es meine Ex-Frau, die Frau, die ich nie wollte, aber heiraten musste?

I get picked up by the cops in the middle of the night for street vending. While questioning me, they pull up my file. One officer eyes me suspiciously through my mask and asks, "What's a Clairefield University graduate like you doing selling stuff on the street at midnight?" I freeze and lean over to look at the file. The ID number matches mine, but the photo has been replaced with one of Madison Bass. That's when it hits me—20 years ago, I was the one who got accepted to Clairefield University! Dazed and numb, I stumble home only to hear my husband, Joseph Gunther, speaking on the phone. "Madison, don't worry. I won't let Lucy interfere with your life. Just go abroad in peace." It's him! Joseph helped Madison steal my identity and my future. My stomach twists. I turn to confront him, to expose the truth. But before I can, he strangles me to death with a belt. "I'm sorry, Lucy. You can't ruin Madison's future…" When I open my eyes again, I'm back in the classroom. Our homeroom teacher is handing out university application forms. This time, I'm taking my life back.

Maggie didn’t expect much from her new job—except stress and long hours. But she wasn’t prepared for Daniel, her sharp, but humorous and unreadable manager, whose professionalism leaves no room for mistakes. Eager to prove herself but already stumbling, Maggie struggles to meet his high standards. Yet, as tensions rise and the pressure builds, Maggie begins to see glimpses of a different side of Daniel—a side even his longtime girlfriend may not fully understand. But he understands her, unexpectedly. The line between admiration and something deeper blurs with every late night in the lab. Maggie always avoids crossing boundaries… until the boundaries start shifting on their own. What is Daniel actually thinking? Sometimes fate has special plans for her...

“Why do you even care?” “I don't. But perhaps I should thank Sierra for returning the favour.” “I hit you because you were being a jerk.” I snapped. “Anyone ever tell you you've got a sharp mouth? Watch it before it gets you in serious trouble.” Before I could fire back he was already walking off, carrying himself with quiet confidence and calm. But all I saw was an egotistical son of a— 》《》《》《 In a world where college games determine the fate of entire packs and hybrids are shunned from society, Anaya must rise to the challenge to break old rules and customs. As a wolf/witch hybrid, she becomes the first female Lunar strike player her pack has ever had. But the path before her is bumpy. Stuck in a love triangle with her childhood best friend and the soon-to-be Alpha she claims to hate. And faced with opposition even within the team. The plot thickens when the truth about Anaya's heritage begins to surface and it threatens to tear the team apart. She will either break or blossom through it all.

Before the council of the watchers, the Necessary Evil has shown himself worthy. He has passed the tests and is now ready to finalize the mission he started, restoring the kingdoms' balances. Meanwhile, as the rest of the world grapples with the calamity that struck Ithea, bringing the once-powerful kingdom to its knees, the newly anointed Champion has a difficult task. Many doubt that she can fill the void left by Rhaizen Gale, but she is no stranger to villainization. Nobody knows what the future holds for the people of Ithea; they'll simply have to wait and see.

On the first day I take my daughter, Layla Gibson, to an elite kindergarten, I'm told that Layla hasn't been admitted to the kindergarten at all. I call my husband, Maverick Gibson, on the spot. After all, he's the one in charge of enrolling Layla in the kindergarten. How is it possible for her to not fit the criteria to be accepted into the kindergarten? In an upset tone, Maverick tells me that the kindergarten has gotten it wrong. "I'm sorry, darling. Our company's assets have yet to reach the minimum requirement that's needed for the kindergarten to accept Layla as a student. "I was worried that you'd be saddened when you found out about this, so I didn't say anything about this. This is my fault for not working hard enough. Because of me, Layla lost to her peers in terms of education." After ending the call, I call my dad, who's actually a board member of the kindergarten. At the same time, I have my lawyer draft a divorce agreement. I'm interested to see which bastard child has taken Layla's spot, which has already been reserved by my dad a long time ago.

I was the real daughter of the Sinclair family, yet I was the one abandoned when their fake daughter and I were kidnapped and taken to the top of a building. They were given a choice between the two of us, and they chose to save the fake daughter, letting me be pushed off from the eighteenth-floor balcony. Even though I survived, I was completely disappointed in them. Then, their attitudes changed overnight. My parents, who despised me, started asking me about my likes and dislikes. My brother who wished me dead, started suddenly giving me precious jewelry. Even my fiancé, who always claimed I was nothing compared to the fake daughter, started to prepare for our wedding. To say I was confused was an understatement.

J'ai fixé du regard le contrat de mariage Vercetti que mon père avait poussé vers moi sur la table. Sans hésiter, j'ai inscrit le nom de ma demi-sœur, Demi, et je l'ai repoussé vers lui. Mon père s'est figé. Puis ses yeux se sont illuminés d'une excitation ridicule, comme s'il venait de gagner au loto. « Comment as-tu pu laisser ta sœur bénéficier d'une telle opportunité ? » Dans ma vie antérieure, mon mariage était une plaisanterie pour tout mon entourage. J'étais la petite sorcière aux cheveux roux et indomptable qui osait entrer dans l'orbite de Cassian Vercetti, l'héritier et chef de la famille criminelle Vercetti. Je n'ai jamais été parfaite ni obéissante. Il aimait les robes de déesse. Je portais des minijupes et dansais sur les tables. Il exigeait une intimité missionnaire, traditionnelle et ordonnée. Je voulais grimper sur lui, le chevaucher, me perdre complètement. Lors d'un gala, les femmes de la haute société se sont moquées de mes cheveux, de ma robe, de ma « sauvagerie ». Je pensais qu'il ferait au moins semblant de me défendre. Il ne l'a pas fait. « Pardonnez-lui. Elle n'est pas... correctement dressée. » Dressée. Il parlait de moi comme si j'étais un chien. J'ai passé toute ma vie à étouffer sous ses règles, à me plier de force pour m'adapter à ce qu'il voulait, jusqu'à la nuit où notre maison a pris feu. Quand j'ai rouvert les yeux, j'étais revenue au moment où j'avais appris le mariage arrangé. J'ai regardé le contrat devant moi. Cette fois-ci ? Je pensais que les garçons de la boîte de nuit me convenaient mieux. Mais dès que Cassian a réalisé que la mariée n'était pas moi, il a brisé toutes les règles qu'il avait toujours suivies.