Original Land Before Time Characters

Si Jessa Diryln, isang part timer na babae na na-frame-up ng sarili niyang step sister. Matapos niya itong suportahan sa pag-aaral, ang nakukuha niya sa kanyang madrasta ay mga paninisi, pagpapahirap at pang-huli, na-frame-up siya. Upang makatakas sa posibleng pagkamatay na sinabi ng pamilya ng biktima, sinubukan niyang maglakbay nang hindi nililinis ang kanyang pangalan. Gayunpaman, sa halip na makalaya mula sa kamatayan, siya ay talagang namatay. Well, parang ganun nga. Pero bigla siyang nagising sa katawan ni Estacie Somyls. Ang pinakamasama pa, talagang mahirap din ang buhay ng may-ari ng katawan na sinapian niya! Isang babae na iniwan ng sariling ama para makasama ang bagong pamilya. Hindi lang iyon, ginamit pa ang sarili niyang mana mula sa yumaong ina! Ngayong siya na ang bagong may-ari ng katawan na ito, makukuha na ba niya ang orihinal na sa kanya?

The first time Daphne and Steven met, she knew they will hate each other. Kaya naman nang muli silang magkita sa isla na pagmamay-ari ni Steven sa Albay ay kinailangan pa niyang magtahi ng kwento para lamang manatili siya roon ng matagal. Bukod dun ay may matinding atraso siya rito. Ngunit mas lalong nagalit si Steven sa ginawa niya kaya balak siya nitong ipakulong. Paano kung unti-unti na siyang napapamahal rito pero balak pala na ibenta ni Steven ang isla na tila paraiso na nagugustuhan niya na? Sapat na kaya ang pag-ibig ni Ryse para iligtas ang kanilang paraiso at ayusin ang kanilang mga nabasag na nakaraan, o ang mga anino ng panlilinlang ay maghihiwalay sa kanila magpakailanman?---

I merely brought up the wedding decorations, and my fiancé's first love ran out of the room in tears. Ian Murray slapped me so hard I fell to the ground. His face twisted in fury, teeth clenched with hatred. "Daphne, are you that desperate to get married? Afraid no one else will want you, so you're clinging to me, forcing me into it? Our wedding next week is postponed!" I held my face, but not even a ripple stirred in my heart. This made the eighth time he'd postponed it. I had been waiting for him since I was twenty-eight. Now, in my early thirties, I was still getting nowhere closer to being married. So this time, I quietly packed my things and chose to leave. Maybe this marriage didn't need to happen after all.

The explosion wiped out my parents—and their company. All I had left was some insurance cash and a pile of patents nobody cared about. I begged their old partners to back me. Crickets. Then Alex Ross strolled in, played the hero no one asked for, and proposed. Five years deep into our marriage, after my 99th FDA rejection, I finally cracked. I was in the garage when I heard his phone on speaker. Mark's voice came through: "Dude, you're still handing Lily Emma's blueprints before she even files? How many times has she flopped now? Girl's relentless, huh?" Alex? Straight-up ice. "Ninety-nine. She'll quit soon." "You're really tanking your wife to boost Lily's brand? Worth it?" "Lily's launching her new product tomorrow at the Boston Medical Summit. Patent number 100. Watching her blow up from nothing... makes me proud." "But it's all Emma's stuff. Your dad made you marry her for her brain, didn't he?" "Don't bring up my father." His voice turned sharp. "He forced me to dump Lily. I just played along." I sank into the driver's seat, frozen. I wasn't a partner. Just a pawn—revenge bait for his dad and backup fuel for his ex.

I dated my lawyer boyfriend for five years. He canceled our wedding. Fifty-two times. First time? His intern messed up some paperwork. He ditched me at the beach to fix it. I waited all day. Alone. Second time, we were mid-ceremony when he bolted. Heard that intern was getting heat from another lawyer and left me to face the guests and their stares. After that, every time we tried again, there was always some "emergency" with her. Always. I finally hit my limit. I was done. Packed up and broke it off. But the day I left Ainsley? He totally lost it trying to find me.

Anna Quinn is an adventurer who loves to travel to new places not only for the sake of adventure, but also to gather information for her novel. Her passion for literature has earned a lot of attention in her literary journey, where she also met her pen partner, Bien Fausto. Both of them are novelists who are dedicated to their craft, but everything changes when Anna discovers a paradise in Kauai and loses herself to a man named Jax. A messed-up situation that will change the way things were used to be. How will these unintentional events affect their lives? Will Anna be able to recover from her mistake, or is this the beginning of a new chapter in her life with another man?

I've planned seven wedding ceremonies in total, and not once has my fiance, Zachary Gardner, ever shown up for it. The first time, his adopted younger sister, Louise Foster, bursts into tears because she lost her passport at the airport. It was the dead of winter, but he dumped me by the side of the road and left me. The second time, Louise's dog sprained its ankle. Zachary stuffed the ring back into its box and rushed to the animal hospital to accompany her. Every time I argue with him about it, he declares nonchalantly, "We can get married anytime, but I can't let Louise be upset." Everyone around us agrees with him, saying that we're all family anyway, so I shouldn't be so petty. None of them has seen Zachary and Louise kissing fiercely on the dance floor. Today is the seventh wedding ceremony. Once again, he turns to leave after getting a call. I grab the corner of his shirt and say in a choked voice, "If you leave this time, Zachary, I won't marry you anymore." He stops in his tracks and peels off my fingers. "Wait for me," he says before rushing off. What he doesn't know is that this time, I won't be waiting for him any longer.

It was just around that time when the world was screaming "Happy new year!" In the year 2000, Aurora felt the world crumble. The person she cherished the most, the one she loved and supported cheated on her, and finding out, her happiness was taken from her, her soul turned blue, and sadness crept into her eyes. Darkness fell around her like a curtain and death filled her innocent mind. Aurora walked the streets, blank and hoping for things to end. On the other side, Liam Dagon, King of Nuland arrived home from a secret war, heading to his hideout, he bumps into a drained young lady, her dark eyes met his and continued without hesitation, he pulls her away from the road, where their fate begins.

—Donde hay lobos, hay guerra. Dejando que una sonrisa de satisfacción se dibujara en la comisura de mis labios, miré a la única persona que lentamente había capturado mi corazón: —Puede que sea así... pero va a ocurrir bajo mis condiciones. Corría el año 1952 y a Ashford Wells, de dieciocho años, sólo le quedaba un tortuoso año más en el instituto del Sagrado Corazón. Sólo un año más hasta que pueda abandonar la ciudad de Lonton, y el imposible legado de su padre de ser un Alfa de la manada. Intentando mantener la calma y agachar la cabeza, Ash también tendrá que ignorar las burlas de deportistas como David Hunt, que le dicen que es un bicho raro sin casta.El único problema con las ideas de Ash de abandonar Lonton es que el hombre del saco y rebelde en general, Kenny O'Rourke, tiene una idea diferente de cómo será el futuro de Ash. Una idea que va a sacudir los cimientos de Dustland. "Los lobos de Dustland" es una obra de Claire Wilkins, autora de eGlobal Creative Publishing.

Quand Livio Colin, mon époux et PDG, a appris que j'avais cédé de mon propre chef le contrat de plusieurs millions à Zoé Delafose, il a proposé, pour me « dédommager », un voyage en Islande. Il croyait que trois mois de silence radio avaient enfin porté leurs fruits. Zoé Delafose était sa précieuse assistante. Elle a mal pris la nouvelle. Une crise de jalousie, une menace de démission, et le voilà aux petits soins. Et le résultat ? Il m'a posé un lapin, prétextant un « déplacement professionnel » pour s'envoler avec elle vers les glaces islandaises. Sa justification, lancée avec désinvolture : « Les sentiments, c'est secondaire. Le travail prime, je suis patron, je dois montrer l'exemple. En tant que ma femme, tu comprends, n'est-ce pas ? » Je suis restée silencieuse, le regard fixé sur l'écran. Zoé venait de poster une photo : leurs deux têtes rapprochées, leurs mains formant un cœur. Il a pris ça pour de la grandeur d'âme, promettant, le sourire aux lèvres, de m'offrir une lune de miel encore plus romantique à son retour. Ce qu'il ignorait, c'était que ma lettre de démission avait déjà été signée. Tout comme les papiers du divorce. Entre lui et moi, la ligne avait été tracée. Il n'y aurait pas de retour en arrière.