Twelve Patients Life And Death At Bellevue Hospital

The maid's daughter, who grew up in my home, had the nerve to act like an heiress. On her birthday, she invited every kid from school for a full-on rager at my family's villa. When I suggested they take it to a hotel, she lost it. "You don't get to tell me what to do! My friends can party wherever they want!" She added, "The ten-layer cake my parents ordered for me is on the way. Why don't you park yourself by the door and wait for it, huh?" Her crew circled up, laughing and pointing at me. But I'd lived through this before. Nothing about her little act rattled me. I turned to the butler and told him to lock the gate. Then, I went to Rambo's cage. "Hey, buddy," I said, opening it up. "See those trespassers?" I pointed at the crowd. "I'm counting to three. If they're still here, don't let a single one get away."

After living under the same roof with his in-laws for four devastating years, Zayn Larson finally realized who it was that made all his sacrifices worthwhile. One day he would return the top, and none would stand in his way. It was all because he had his true love who wanted to lay in his arms beneath the sparkling sky.

Jibran Hadid Malik is a tall, handsome, and intelligent man. He is a successful billionaire and the CEO of the Malik empire. He is living a double life on the one side if he is a billionaire carrying a name in the community of business locally as well as internationally then on the other side he is living in the disguise of a bodyguard, who is poor, illiterate, and miserable. Raamen Hayan is the daughter of Hayan. She is beautiful, innocent, and haughty. The most beautiful in her face is the three black dots carved in a triangle under her chin, which further intensify her beauty. She is the worst pampered daughter of her father. All negative qualities like ego, attitude, and haughtiness reside deeply in her. What happens when Hadid comes in front of her introducing himself as her bodyguard? Will she accept him as her bodyguard or kick him out of his job? How would Raamen react when she knows the true identity of Hadid? What could be the reason for Hadid hiding his true identity and manifesting himself as a wretched guy? Let's embark on their roller coaster journey which is full of annoyance, fun, love, and thriller drama moments.

Atthaletta Evangellyn hidup kembali sebagai Raquella Qyra setelah dirinya tewas tenggelam di lautan karena konspirasi jahat suami dan adik tirinya yang berselingkuh di belakangnya. Aletta bersumpah, jika ia diberikan kesempatan hidup untuk yang kedua kalinya maka ia akan membalaskan semua rasa sakit tak tertahankan yang pernah ia rasakan. Dan Aletta mendapatkan kesempatan itu, bukan sebagai dirinya melainkan sebagai Qyra -wanita malang yang bunuh diri di tempat yang sama dengan tempat kematiannya. Melalui tubuh Qyra, Aletta memasuki kediamannya yang dulu sebagai baby sitter putrinya, atau lebih tepatnya putri adik tiri dan suaminya yang dengan bodoh ia rawat selama 5 tahun tanpa tahu asal usul anak itu. Aletta mendatangkan badai untuk adik tiri dan suaminya. Menagih setiap rasa sakit yang ia rasakan. Merampas kembali apa yang sudah suami dan adik tirinya renggut darinya. Tidak ada lagi Aletta yang penuh kasih sayang. Yang ada hanya Qyra yang dipenuhi pembalasan dendam. Tidak ada lagi Aletta yang mudah mempercayai orang, yang ada hanya Qyra yang menganggap semua manusia tidak layak dipercaya. Tidak ada lagi Aletta yang mudah dimanfaatkan dan disakiti, yang ada hanya Qyra dengan hati yang membeku. Namun, di tengah pembalasan dendam. Aletta berhadapan dengan Kenneth, adik suaminya yang ternyata adalah pria yang telah membuat Qyra bunuh diri. Target balas dendam Aletta bertambah. Mata pedangnya kini tertuju pada tiga orang. Suami, adik tiri dan juga adik suaminya. Bisakah Aletta membalaskan semua dendamnya dan Qyra saat sebuah tabir tersingkap? Dan bisakah ia menyangkal perasaan pada Kenneth yang mulai tumbuh seiring berjalannya waktu?

My mate, Charles, commander of the fire brigade, left me alone in the den with our unborn pup after I refused his request to bring his first love, Lisa, and her pup into our home so he could take care of them. Five days later, Charles reached out—claiming he wanted to ease the tension between us. He asked me to deliver the herbs that help with his insomnia to the fire brigade. On the way there, I was in an accident. I mind-linked him, begging for help, but to my shock, he refused. I believed he was training the new werewolf firemen—but the truth? He was in the infirmary, not for duty, but with Lisa and her pup. After losing my pup, I walked away—shattered, betrayed, and done.

I died five years ago. Now my husband, the Don of our Mafia family, wants me to take the fall for his sister again—this time for accidentally killing a British noble's heir during an arms deal. He's holding a fake confession letter with my forged signature, storming into my old apartment in the rust district, only to find it empty. Frustrated, he grabs the corner store owner downstairs, demanding to know where I am. The owner pauses, wiping his hands on his apron, calmly tells him: "Serafine? She died five years ago." "Heard it was retaliation from a rival family during the gang war. They ambushed her in an alley... shot her over a dozen times. She died immediately." My husband, Lucien, refuses to believe it. Convinced the owner is on my payroll, hiding me to help me escape his reach. He scoffs, his eyes filled with scorn: "Oh, so what? Because I called her out for messing up that last job, now she's throwing a tantrum?" "You tell her, if she doesn't come back and take the fall in three days, I'll revoke her grandmother's 'special family protection'! Let the old woman rot!" With that, he storms out, his rage still simmering. The owner watches him leave and sighs, shaking his head. "There's no grandmother left to protect... That woman passed away not long after Serafine did... couldn't survive the winter without our family's medical supplies and protection..."

Ito ay kuwento ng isang binata at dalaga na bigla na lamang nagkakilala sa hindi inaasahang panghuhula. Si Jaq, isang simpleng I.T student na pilit tinatago sa mga taong malapit sa kaniya ang mga hiwa na siya mismo ang may gawa sa ilalim ng kaniyang paboritong bomber jacket. Si Sining, isang business major at dean's lister sa parehong unibersidad; ang makulit na dalagang gustong pumasok sa magulo at miserableng buhay ng binata. Sa likod ng masigla at makulit na si Sining, ano nga ba ang kaniyang motibo upang ipagsiksikan ang kaniyang sarili sa magulong buhay ni Jaq?

On my birthday, Connor Simpson's first love jumped off a building due to depression. She died on the spot. Connor blamed everything on me. I never celebrated my birthday again after she died. After the murderer electrocuted me for more than ten hours, they forced me to call Connor. "Connor, it's my 25th birthday today. Can you come over and spend time with me?" However, Connor did not notice anything unusual. His voice was laced with venomous iciness. "Clarisse Winter, Audrey wouldn't have died if it weren't for you. How dare you ask me to celebrate your birthday? If only you were the one who died." I heard him coaxing a woman on the other end just before he hung up on me. That low and gentle tone was what I loved to hear the most in the past. That night, the murderer cut my body into countless pieces, packed them in bags, and threw them in front of the police station. Connor was summoned back overnight. He spent two days and two nights piecing together the body parts, but he did not realize that the dead person was the wife that he hated the most.

My son is dead. He dies in a cramped toilet cubicle after having his skull smashed in. My husband, the school principal, arrives on the scene. The first thing he does is carry his true love's son, the one who killed my son, into an ambulance. They hurriedly leave. Before his death, my son tells me, "Don't cry, Mom. I'm not sad that Dad doesn't believe me. It's enough that you do…" I call Joshua Tucker during my son's funeral. He roars angrily, "Kenny had to get two stitches on his arm because of your son! If you keep pestering me like this, I'll beat him up when I get home!" My son? I look at the gaping hole in my son's head, the one that won't ever bleed anymore. I shut my eyes. Yes, he's my son. My son is dead, Joshua. From now on, there's nothing between us.

All because he believed I pushed Elena down the stairs out of jealousy. Six months ago, a rival family drugged Alexander. Elena saved him and got pregnant. Her family disowned her for it. "Ivy, why can't you just let her be?" Alexander choked me, disappointment and rage in his eyes. "She saved my life! I promised to send her away. Why be so vicious to an unborn child? If anything happens to them, I'll bury you with them." I didn't argue. I just planned an explosion. But when I vanished, the high-and-mighty Don went mad.