Lisa Left Eye Lopes Daughter

The day I give birth, I have to endure the pain of the scalpel cutting through my skin because I'm allergic to anesthesia. Marcus Lambert weeps by my side and says, "I don't care whether we have a girl or boy, sweetheart. We're not having any more children. You're all I want…" But later, he has an affair, even allowing his mistress to have his son. He indulges in her and allows her to torment my daughter, which I went through hell to bring into this world. Meanwhile, I keep Marcus' cancer a secret from everyone. Since he and his mistress are tormenting my child, I'll take his life. It's a fair trade, isn't it?

My husband's first love, Daeleen Reed, is abducted and murdered by the Wood family, a mafia family. The final call she makes before her death is to my husband. "Samuel, Louise's green eyes are beautiful. If there is an afterlife, I hope I can have a pair of eyes like that so I can always gaze at you with them." My husband, Samuel Sterling, is the Capo of the Sterling family, a mafia family based on the West Coast. Instead of getting revenge on the Wood family, he comes home and forces me onto an operating table. "Daeleen says she loved your eyes. That was her dying wish, and I will make it come true." I clutch my stomach and grovel at his feet. I beg him to let me off the hook. I've yet to witness our child's birth—I can't lose my eyes! However, Samuel thinks I'm using my pregnancy as an excuse to not give up my eyes. "You can't be so selfish, Louise. You'll only be losing your eyes—you'll be fine." Daeleen is the only one who holds his heart. I am left with nothing but a world of darkness. Later, I drag my broken body into the sea. I forge ahead until I'm submerged. That's when Samuel goes insane.

Revin menatap Lisa dengan perasaan jijik. "Aku tidak peduli sama semua sandiwaramu itu, Ular Betina. Sudah kukatakan kalau kau menggangguku, aku akan menghancurkanmu. Kau ingin kita menikah, kan? Maka pernikahan nerakalah yang akan kuberikan padamu." Mata Lisa berair mendengar ucapan dingin yang keluar dari mulut Revin. Padahal Revin-lah yang telah menghamilinya. "Ada apa dengan keningmu?" tanya Revin datar, melihat kening Lisa yang memarnya cukup mencolok. "Aku terjatuh," jawab Lisa berbohong dengan suara bergetar karena rasa sedihnya yang dia tahan. "Sayang sekali, kenapa kau tidak mati saja sewaktu terjatuh?" tanggap Revin dengan kejam. Lisa hanya bisa mengalihkan pandangannya dengan air mata yang langsung menetes. Rasanya Lisa benar-benar ingin mati saja setelah mendengar ucapan Revin yang tidak punya hati itu. Kalau dia mati pasti Revin akan senang sekali mendengarnya.

Lisa, mahasiswi tingkat akhir yang menyambi sebagai asisten kurator ditugaskan untuk memilah barang-barang antik di sebuah villa. Sesampainya di sana, tidak ada penghuni vila yang menyukainya atau tak disukainya. Ada Kris, pembantu lalki-laki seusia Lisa; Katemi, pembantu perempuan paruh baya; Bram, sang majikan dan pemilik vila; serta Anne, putri sang majikan. Setiap penghuni menjebak dirinya sendiri dalam masa lalu dengan cara mereka masing-masing. Dapatkah Lisa memecahkan kemelut yang berusaha menelannya? Sabtu Malam Lisa adalah bacaan sekali duduk yang sengaja disusun sebagai sebuah puzzle.

Lisa Safira suka membaca novel tentang CEO yang mencintai gadis biasa. Dia bahkan sampai mengkhayal bisa dapat suami seorang CEO.

Ketika dunia diperbudak oleh perbedaan sosial, mencekik kehidupan untuk menuruti strata dan derajat yang memenjarakan rakyat tak berdaya.Semua kisah yang luput dari mata terkubur egoisme dan sifat manusia. Ketidak adilan merajalela, menutupi segala fakta yang ada. Seseorang berusaha merobek lingkaran setan yang membelenggu mereka. Merubah tatanan melalui kerucut tertinggi dengan segala trik dan cara yang ada. Termasuk dengan bantuan sisi gelap dunia.

Somebody has a dirty little secret. Determined to prove herself as a private investigator and catch a cheater, Cassie Woods discovers more than she bargained for, when the unveiling of a devastating secret initiates the emergence of an unwanted gift.Nothing is ever simple.Her personal life is chaos.Her professional life is a mine field.Her hormones are raging out of control.It's going to be an awe-inspiring lesson in self-restraint. This story contains sexually explicit language, profanity, and violence and is not suitable for readers under 18.Third Eye P.I. is created by RavennaYoung, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"Don't you think that skirt is short for you?" She says, changing the subject and taking another long hit from her blunt. Since when does she care about my clothing? Besides it's not like it's affecting anyone, so why does it matter? "Um, no. Why do you care anyways?" I ask suspiciously, while looking down at my skirt. It's not even short. "People are looking at you in there, and maybe it's because of what you're wearing," She throws her blunt on the ashtray that she has, and turns her attention on me staring fiercely into my eyes. "Why does it matter? It's not like it's a bad thing." I say, now worried at this point. I don't know what's going through her mind as she comes closer to me, again my back is against the wall beside the balcony railing. "It is a bad thing because it seems everyone in there wants to fuck you, and for some damn reason it's bothering me." Heaven says lowly, barely audible. ----- Hatred. Despite. Mixed feelings. Read to find out about Valentina and Heavens relationship, which starts off as despiteful, then turns into something pure.

Acquaintance Party and some students already at the center of the hall. Dahan-dahang tumingin si Leighton Wajeeh sa kanan niya kung nasaan ang isang babae. "Eun-ji... M-May I d-dance with you?" he stuttered. With a sweetest smile he's ever seen, the girl answered, "Sure, Waj!" Right after she accepted his hand, they then walked towards the center of the hall. "Alright, on my cue, wear your masquerade mask!" the host suddenly announced nung nakita niyang marami nang nasa gitna. Matapos nilang hinanda ang mask, the host then muttered, "Mask on! Music, maestro!" Romantic song then played as they wore their masks. Slowly, Leighton Wajeeh puts his hands on Nikolina Eun-ji's waist while she put hers on his shoulders. "E-Eun-ji, I..." sabi ni Leighton habang unti-unting tumingin sa labi ng babae. Leighton's heart pounded fast. He is wanting this moment to come. Eun-ji just stared at him. With that, he stared at her eyes... deeply. "I like y---" Ngunit, hindi niya natuloy ang kaniyang mga salita. Leighton's mouth gaped open and his eyes suddenly widened. Napaatras siya dahilan upang mapatigil sila sa pagsasayaw. This can't be... "Waj, what's wrong?" Eun-ji innocently asked. She tried to reach him ngunit umiwas si Leighton sa kaniya. His hands and lips trembled while still looking at the woman's face covered with mask, highlighting her eyes. Those eyes... Those eyes that brought him trauma for how many years... Similar to the eyes who killed his father!

Wendy staggered forward at the hospital entrance. She held the Seventy Thousand Dollars she had received for selling her kidney. Her pale face carried a satisfied smile. That was enough to cure Lucas. She thought it was worthy to sell off her kidney for his life. She ignored her post-surgery weakness, and stumbled all the way to the hospital ward. Her heart ached even more as she looked at the frail man lying in bed. "Lucas, your lowly girlfriend is not around. Why put on a show?" "Shut up! I'm perfecting my acting. How else could I fool her?" A familiar, teasing voice came from inside. Wendy's hand froze on the door handle. What did he mean... by fooling her? Laughter and exclamations erupted from the room. "You're smart, Lucas! A fake medical report was all it took to make that woman believe you had cancer!" "I heard she handed over all her savings; all she had was only Eight Thousand Dollars!" "Eight Thousand Dollars? Lucas could simply spend more than that on a single bottle of liquor at the bar. Her money is worthless, yet she actually offers it."