Hoshi No Tama

Elena Shaw is the wife of Henry Leone, the current head of the Monraven-based Mafia family in Newshire. She has been married to him for two years, but he has never once slept with her. Late one night, she inadvertently sees Henry relieving his desires while listening to a woman's voice. The voice belonged to Irene Shaw, her adopted younger sister and Henry's ex-fiancee. The year Elena turned 18, a DNA report changed both hers and Irene's fates. Elena is the real heir of the Shaw family, who had been taken at a young age and discarded abroad in Etolia. Meanwhile, Irene is the one who has taken her place in the Shaw family, receiving all of the love and glory that should've belonged to Elena. When Elena is brought back to the Shaw family, she replaces Irene as Henry's fiancee. However, Henry only marries her to take revenge against her for "ruining Irene's life". Even the fact that he had once saved her life turns out to be part of an elaborate lie. After learning the truth, Elena doesn't hesitate to leave. Once she disappears from Henry's world, the usually calm and collected Henry loses his mind.

En el mercado negro, mi padre escogió para mi hermana mayor y para mí a dos gemelos como guardaespaldas. Mi hermana, sin pensarlo, se quedó con el hermano alto y corpulento, dejándome al “mudo”, que apenas seguía con vida. Me dio lástima y lo mantuve a mi lado. Como no hablaba, lo llevaba de un lugar a otro buscando médicos y remedios. Como tenía una severa misofobia, yo siempre mantenía cierta distancia entre nosotros. Creía que había sufrido algún trauma y por eso era así. Hasta que los enemigos de mi padre nos secuestraron a mi hermana y a mí. Él me dejó atrás, eligiendo sin titubear morir para recibir la bala por mi hermana. Antes de morir, habló por primera vez; con los ojos enrojecidos le dijo a mi hermana: —Por fin puedes verme. Y a mí, en cambio, me dijo: —En la próxima vida, te lo ruego, no me elijas. Entonces entendí que no era mudo ni tenía misofobia. Lo de “mudo” y “misofobia” era solo hacia mí. Al abrir los ojos de nuevo, había vuelto al día en que elegíamos guardaespaldas. Esta vez, cumplí su deseo.

Es una aventura de una noche para una chica universitaria de 24 años, Annabelle. Sin ataduras. Cuando ve a su padre del bebé en la portada de una revista etiquetado como un millonario y un Casanova, su madre está decidida a usarlo para cambiar su situación económica. Aidan es un millonario de 26 años con un alto deseo sexual, desde aquella noche con Anna. Está menos interesado en mantener a una mujer y tener un bebé está totalmente fuera de cuestión. Cuando se enfrenta a la noticia del embarazo de Anna, lo niega hasta que su madre amenaza con manchar su imagen. ¿Aceptará Aidan el matrimonio? ¿Mantendrá Anna el embarazo incluso después del rechazo? ¿Podrá soportar sus insultos y el hecho de que la considera no deseada?

June, a young, naive beauty, lands her dream job as a secretary in New York’s most luxurious hotel, The Grand Hotel. She believes that her life is finally beginning, but unknown to her, the young billionaire CEO Alex Smith demands that she be picked for reasons far beyond her resume. To Mr. Alex Smith, June isn’t just another face, but the girl involved in a tragedy that shattered his life and cost his mother. What was meant for revenge leads to workplace romance and marriage, until Alex’s hurt began to resurface. A tragic accident wipes her memory, offering a second chance full of deception and betrayals. Will they find love again or is this the end for them?

During the ten years since I was found and brought to my biological family, Sonia Baxter, the girl who took my place, and I have been as close as real sisters. Even Mom says that Sonia cares more about me than a real sister would. I once swore I'd give my life to protect our special family of four. When Sonia is rushed into emergency surgery with a ruptured cerebral aneurysm, I am in my office, calmly practicing a basic suturing technique on a surgical simulator. On the screen, the robotic arm threads the needle with such precision that it looks like a work of art. A few minutes later, my boyfriend, Oliver Lyons, slams open the office door and shouts at me, "Amelia Baxter! Sonia's in critical condition. Only your micro-dissection skills can save her! Every expert in the hospital is waiting for you! We've got less than an hour before the window closes!" He looks at me with hopeful eyes. I'm the only person in the country capable of performing a surgery this complex. My hands are even known as the "Hands of God". However, I simply reply with a hum and continue fiddling with the model. Suddenly, my parents rush in. Mom grabs my arm and cries out, "Amelia! That's your sister in there! How could you just stand by and watch her die?" I gently pull away from her and hold my right hand out in front of them. This hand, which had once created countless medical miracles, is now trembling slightly. "Unfortunately, since yesterday, I've been showing symptoms of essential tremor. Dad, Mom… this hand is ruined."

Yvette Skye has been diagnosed with depression. She thinks her parents will understand her situation, but all she gets is boundless mockery and doubt. After her affair with her sister’s boyfriend is found out, she dies in an accident. After her death, her biased parents suddenly start to regret their actions.

I had a cousin my age. She overslept and was late for her SATs. Yet, she pinned the blame on me, saying that I made her take some fever medication. She stole 300 thousand meant for Grandma's surgery, claiming it was to buy me a car. She even insisted I was at fault when she accidentally got pregnant and took the wrong abortion pills, leading to severe bleeding. She vehemently insisted I pushed her, causing her to fall. My boyfriend stood by her side time and time again. Eventually, he finally gave up on me, telling me it was over. My aunt shoved me down the stairs, accusing me of ruining her daughter's life. My boyfriend witnessed the whole thing, but he told them I had fallen by accident when the police came. I died without ever seeing justice for myself. When I thought my life was finally over, I opened my eyes. I had returned to the day my cousin stole the money meant for Grandma's surgery.

" How about I burst your bubble?" With that I landed my hot fists on his handsome face, causing the Billionaire Godlike man to stagger on his feet. " Let's see who lick whose shoes then.." I smirked and pulled him by the collar of his shirt. "Kiss the floor I walk on, Wesley Cooper."

Após oito anos de relacionamento, Inês Alves passou de deusa idealizada na mente de Ibsen Serpa para alguém de quem ele mal podia esperar para se livrar. Foram três anos de esforço, até que Inês esgotou o último resquício de sentimento por ele. Finalmente, ela desistiu e foi embora. No dia da separação, Ibsen riu friamente: — Inês, estou esperando você voltar e me pedir para reatar. Mas o que ele esperou, esperou e o que veio, na verdade, foi o anúncio do casamento de Inês. Consumido pela raiva, ele ligou para Inês: — Já terminou essa palhaçada? Do outro lado da linha, uma voz masculina e grave respondeu: — Sr. Serpa, minha noiva está no banho, não pode atender sua ligação agora. Ibsen soltou um riso frio e desligou na hora, convencido de que aquilo não passava de mais um joguinho de Inês, querendo chamar sua atenção. Só no dia do casamento de Inês, ao vê-la vestida de noiva, buquê nas mãos caminhando em direção a outro homem, Ibsen finalmente se deu conta de que Inês realmente não o queria mais. Num acesso de loucura, correu até Inês: — Inês, eu sei que errei, não case com outro, por favor! Inês ergueu a barra do vestido e passou por ele: — Sr. Serpa, você não disse que você e Mayra eram feitos um para o outro? Veio ajoelhar no meu casamento para quê?

I was twelve when Henry Shaw took me home from the orphanage, gave me a new name, put me through school, and gave me a good life. Ten years later, his first love returned from abroad. Her name sounded like mine, and her face looked like a mirror image. I quickly realized I had been a stand-in all along. Crushing the diagnosis in my pocket, I decided that I was going to live the rest of my life for myself, even if I did not have much time left.