Super Why The Ugly Duckling Becoming A Swan

From my earliest memories, my entire family is cold and distant toward me. When my parents look at my younger sister, Claire Lloyd, their eyes fill with warmth and joy. Yet, when they turn to me, only disgust remains. Claire's life is filled with applause and excessive love, while mine is filled with disdain and suffering. When the explosion erupts at the street corner, I save the stranger beside me. Later, I learn he is Byron Whitmore, a mafia family's Don. He begins pursuing me after I rescue him. Later, I quit my job and move to a new place, but he finds me and proposes in 100 different ways. "Why me?" I ask countless times. "Because it's you," he always answers. The wedding causes a sensation throughout the city. I truly seem to have transformed from an ugly duckling into a swan. That is, until I'm five months pregnant, when Claire needs a transfusion of rare Rh-negative blood after a car accident. The blood bank has a shortage. Because of that, my parents knock me unconscious and send me to the hospital. In my daze, the blood extraction machine hums continuously. As two thousand milliliters of blood leave my body, I see Byron. Tears well up in my eyes. I begin thinking he's here to save me. Instead, I hear him say, "We can't take any more. Sharon and the baby will die." "But Claire has lost too much blood. She'll die, too..." My mother pleads. "No one wants Claire safe more than I do." Byron's voice is thick with pain. "She's my first love. I've never forgotten her. I only married Sharon because her face looks so much like Claire's. "But I can't trade her life for Claire's. Trust me—I'll find another way." So, that's his reason for marrying me. The blood extraction machine continues running, but my heart has already stopped beating. The affection I see in his eyes has never been for me. He's always looking through me at someone else. Everyone in the world loves Claire, and Byron is not the exception that I foolishly believe him to be. That grand wedding is nothing but an ugly duckling's self-deceiving fantasy.

Bintang Sabda Alam, gadis remaja bertubuh tambun, dekil dan jerawatan akibat masa pubertasnya, tergila-gila pada Christian Diwangkara Junior. Anak sahabat orang tuanya yang dewasa, canggih dan sudah memiliki pacar seorang model professional. Hingga suatu hari, secara tidak sengaja, ia mendengar kalau laki-laki pujaannya itu menghinanya dengan sebutan buntelan jerawatan pada pacarnya. Sejak hari itu Bintang bersumpah bahwa tidak akan pernah lagi menampakkan dirinya di hadapan Tian sebelum ia kurus dan tidak kalah cantik dari pacarnya. Enam tahun kemudian mereka bertemu kembali dalam keadaan Bintang yang sudah berubah 180 derajat dari masa remaja culunnya. "Kamu yang sesempuna ini, mana mungkin dibandingkan dengan buntelan jerawatan seperti bocah halu itu? Kayak bumi dan langit tahu?" -Christian Diwangkara Junior. "Kalau mau ngejelek-jelekin orang, ngomong di depannya dong. Suka banget sih main belakang! Situ banci atau gay?" -Bintang Sabda Alam

Nakilala ni Rias si Dana noong binu-bully siya ng grupo ni Moira. Si Dana na malapit ang puso sa mga inaapi at galit sa mga taong judgmental na kagaya ni Moira. Si Moira na matagal ng may crush kay Aaron Samuels - ang kasalukuyang captain ng basketball team ng university nila. Handa siyang gawin ang lahat mapasakanya lamang si Aaron. Ngunit lingid sa kaalaman ng lahat ay matagal nang may gusto ang binata kay Rias. Tanggap niya ang kung anumang kapintasan ng dalaga. Subalit matatanggap din kaya niya oras na makalimutan siya ni Rias? Si Rias na may CTRL+ALT+DEL sa utak? Kakayanin ba ni Aaron na patuloy na mahalin si Rias kahit na hindi na siya naaalala ng dalaga? Sino ang sasalo sa kanya? At bakit nga ba napakadali kay Rias na burahin siya sa memorya nito?

Danice left the divorce papers on the bedside table. Ten years. She endured and stayed silent—all for the sake of love. Despite the opposition from those around her, she clung tightly to her position as Julian’s wife, believing that he cared for her. But it was all just her delusion. It had been ten years of a loveless marriage. Danice touched the burn scar on her face. This disfigured face had become both her shame… and her proof of love for him. But what she didn’t realize was that it had also become the chain that bound him to this lifeless marriage. He had married her… out of pity. That realization hurt more than any insult others hurled at her because of her appearance. She had held him back for ten years. And she had suffered enough. It was time to let go. Danice finally realized that her ten-year marriage had been a shackle—for both of them. Just as she found the strength to let go of the love that had never been returned… death came for her. When she thought she had stepped into the afterlife, she opened her eyes— Eleven years in the past. Unmarried. She hadn’t even met Julian yet. Danice believed that a merciful God had taken pity on her and granted her a second chance— A chance to live for herself, to love herself. And so, that’s exactly what she did. She avoided meeting Julian at all costs, and even found a way to escape the accident that had once disfigured her face. Everything seemed to be going smoothly— But... Why was the man who had never once looked her way… suddenly appearing everywhere she went? This… this wasn’t like the past at all!

I was the fiancee of Lucian Veris, the celebrated Swan Prince, who had offered up the principal role in exchange for my hand. On stage, he was proud and untouchable, yet he surrendered completely to the choreography I created for "Eternal Crown." When I came back after three years in Valmont, I discovered that the understudy who mirrored me had already claimed our private rehearsal hall. At the company's welcome gala, Lucian abandoned a room full of sponsors just to chase after the crying understudy. From behind the velvet curtain, I overheard words he had never spoken to me. "Elara, I chose you only because you reminded me of her. I was looking for a replacement. But you were different. Your choreography captivated me—more than she ever could. Just make sure she never finds out until the closing night of 'Eternal Crown.'" Then came the muffled sounds of their entanglement, followed by his whispered vow. "I'll give you the principal's place." Right there, in that same room, he had once held my hand and sworn that I, Astraea Lynelle, would be his only soulmate in this lifetime. I turned and walked away, the sharp echo of my pointe shoes striking with finality. Back in the dressing room, I dialed his greatest rival, Caelan Thorne. "Mr. Thorne," I said evenly, "I accept your offer to join your company. And one more thing—prepare a gift for me. I intend to turn Lucian's grand finale into the most spectacular downfall the art world has ever seen."

Sebuah tanya selalu menghampiri seorang wanita bernama Aina Anindya, semenjak sadar dari koma. Ia terlihat mulai berubah, bukan soal ia meninggalkan kewajibannya sebagai seorang istri. Tapi, sebuah tanya dalam hati yang tidak menemukan sebuah titik terang dan jawaban. Mengingat ia kehilangan sebagian memori ingatannya beberapa bulan belakangan. Ya, semenjak ia mengalami kecelakaan ia kehilangan separuh ingatannya beberapa bulan belakang, dan juga lumpuh. Tapi, hatinya seolah jujur. Ia mengingat setiap perlakuan orang-orang yang menyakitinya, dengan cara ia merasakan semua perlakuan orang terdekatnya. Hingga tanpa sadar terkadang ia tiba-tiba marah, lalu menangis dalam diam. Aina adalah sosok wanita ceria, dan selalu berpikiran positif. Namun, semua berubah ia akan bersikap dingin, tapi dengan caranya sendiri, hingga tidak satu pun orang tahu atau menyadari jika hatinya tidak mudah di setuh lagi, oleh orang-orang yang bersikap munafik padanya. Hingga Aina lebih sering tersenyum palsu, dan ia begitu pintar menyembunyikan rasa sakit dalam hatinya. Sekalipun dengan keterbatasannya ketika ia memakai kursi roda, ia terus berusaha mengingat semua. Sebenarnya ada rahasia besar apa, yang membuatnya tiba-tiba menangis dalam diam. Kenapa ia begitu terluka ketika menatap orang-orang yang selalu bersikap baik padanya. Ketika di rumah, Aina merasa senang sekaligus bersyukur ketika orang yang begitu ia cintai sepenuh hati, dan sayangi begitu memperhatikan keadaannya. Tapi, tetap saja. Hatinya terlalu jujur, dan tidak menerima kebaikan orang-orang terdekatnya. Mampukah Aina mengingat semua kejadian beberapa bulan yang lalu, hingga hatinya menaruh benci pada orang yang ia cintai, dan kasihi. Mampukah ia bertahan dengan keadaannya, dan rasa sakit yang tidak ia mengerti.

At Ryder Quinn’s kindergarten parent-child sports day, I expected my husband, Michael Quinn, to be away on a business trip. Instead, I found Michael on stage, dressed in a ballet tutu, dancing as one of the "little swans" in the fathers’ performance. I had barely taken a step forward when a little girl in a floral dress darted into his arms, calling out to him in the sweetest voice, "Daddy!" There they stood: Michael, his assistant, Janine Carter, and her daughter—all in matching family outfits. The moment our eyes met, Michael quickly pulled away from her, fumbling for an excuse. "Janine’s a single mom. It isn’t easy for her. I was just helping out." I smiled, cold and steady, and handed him the divorce papers. "Then, do me a favor too, Michael. Stop wasting my youth."

Anya Alovra Welaxzander, remaja yang terlahir dari keluarga mapan dan bermartabat. Benar kata sebagian orang, bahagia itu tidak selalu diukur dari seberapa banyak harta yang dimiliki. Anya membuktikannya sendiri. Bagaimana ia menjalani kehidupan kejam yang penuh akan sandiwara. Dibenci oleh seluruh anggota keluarganya, bahkan ibunya sendiri amat membencinya. Hanya ada Oma Stefi yang selalu melindunginya dari perlakuan buruk Opa Bram dan kedua kakak kembarnya. Ayahnya tidak pernah menemaninya di rumah, dia sibuk sendiri di luar kota. Musuh teraneh Anya, ialah Devan Adhrama. Lelaki tampan yang mempunyai kekurangan dengan fungsi pendengarannya, Anya biasa memanggilnya, 'Si Tampan Tuli'. Sebuah fakta besar membuat Anya semakin membenci Devan. Anya rasa, lelaki itu mempunyai otak yang tidak beres, sudah tahu jika mereka saling membenci, Devan malah mengungkapkan perasaannya kepada Anya. Sinting memang, sudah jelas jika Anya tidak pernah menyukainya, masih saja nekat. Ingat! Perasaan tidak akan ada yang pernah tahu, bahkan Anya sekalipun. Raungi terus kehidupan Anya yang tak sempurna. Akan kutunjukkan kepadamu, siapa kawan sebenarnya dan mana lawan sesungguhnya. Kalian juga akan mengetahui fakta besar tersembunyi yang tersimpan rapi di sini.

A nordic sentiment that catches fire briskly! "You and I are comparative, don't you be aware? In the midst of the foxes, we are two wolves who are draining from a physical issue. The frozen capital of Norway, Oslo. Silye, an asian who have been segregated and tormented as a result of her race, chooses to get away from this frozen damnation by leaping off the school constructing however is saved by being gotten by the 'Sovereign' of the school. This was certifiably not an uplifting news. This was a bad dream all alone.

“Where the hell is Victoria?!” Mrs. Langston’s scream echoed through the hall, her voice trembling with anger. Everyone looked as confused as she was—the bride at the altar wasn’t her daughter. **** Victoria Langston—powerful, ambitious, and determined to save her family’s legacy, even at the cost of marrying someone she didn’t love—billionaire Micheal Sterling, left everything behind. She survived a fire accident, only to wake up with no memory of her past and a burning desire to escape from the life they claimed she once wanted. Jake Blackwell, her fiercest rival who also turned out to be her savior, lost everything in the fire—his identity, his position as the CEO of the Sharks Luxury Hotels, and most importantly, his father’s trust—driving him to seek revenge against the Langstons. In public, the two are sworn enemies, in a quest for power, and dominance over the other. But behind closed doors, their forbidden desires burn uncontrollably. Shattered by the flames, consumed by revenge, and betrayed by every trusted ally—will they discover the truth before their pain destroys them? Or will it be too late to heal their decaying scars?