Unloved Joyce: Now The Spoiled Adopted Heiress

After over a decade of sincere devotion, Jade’s heart was shattered by those she trusted the most. But thanks to a twist of fate, she got a second chance at life.Determined to make those who wronged her pay the price, Jade got ready for a comeback.She took on her deceitful sister, her malicious adoptive mother, and her hypocritical adoptive father, delivering moments of sweet revenge.As she navigated her way through her rebirth, she was served with a side of unexpected love."Mr. Fitzgerald, could you kindly stop following me around?" she quipped.Caelan raised an eyebrow. "Where else would you find an attentive husband willing to hand you a knife while you're out for revenge?"

Sofia thought she had it all, the man of her dreams became her husband and she was going to start her own perfect little family with him. The illusion shattered when he shot her on the yacht and threw her in the ocean to die during their honeymoon. By chance, she survived and went to an old acquaintance, Dion Agavos to help her took revenge on her husband. "I will help you, but under one condition. You must be my wife."

"Daddy? When are you coming home? Mommy's on the bed, and she won't wake up." Luca's voice shook, breaking up with tiny, hiccuping sobs. "If she's not getting up, wake her. She's just being lazy, " Bill barked. "Look, I'm busy. Go ask your mom if you need something, and stop calling me for every little thing!" Then he hung up, just like that. He was too busy flirting with his secretary to care. Me? Luca? We weren't even on his radar. What he didn't know was that I was already dead. But later, when reality slammed into him like a truck, he clung to my photo, sobbing and begging me not to leave. Too late.

"Did you think I’d just let you go?" Suzanne’s grip on her son tightened as Charles took a slow step forward, his smirk curling like smoke in the air. "I sent you the damn divorce papers, Charles. Sign them and leave." He chuckled. "Oh, I got them." Another step. "But I don’t sign away what’s mine." She backed up. "I am not yours. I stopped being yours the night you betrayed me." His jaw clenched. The silence stretched—thick, suffocating—before he lunged. Suzanne barely had time to gasp before his hands were on her, ripping their son from her arms. The boy hit the couch with a soft thud and let out a startled cry. "You son of a—!" She shoved at him, clawing, struggling, but he was stronger. His hands dug into her waist, yanking her against him, his breath hot and reeking of alcohol. "You’re mine, Suzanne," he growled, fingers digging into her skin. "And if I can’t have you—" his grip tightened, his lips brushing her ear, "no one will." Then—CRACK! Charles gone—ripped off her, sent flying across the room. Suzanne gasped, chest heaving, scrambling back just as her attacker crashed into a table. A voice, dark and furious, sliced through the chaos. "Touch her again, and I’ll kill you." Her heart stopped. She knew that voice. Liam Carter. --- Trapped in a loveless marriage to a ruthless CEO, Suzanne Smith thought she had no way out—until Liam Carter, her high school sweetheart, walked back into her life. He’s everything her husband isn’t—kind, passionate, and willing to fight for her. But leaving Charles Langford won’t be easy. His Lies. Betrayal. Violence. Will she escape his grip, or will her past consume her? How far will she go for freedom?

Ashery Myth Moondale wants to find out what's really happened to her parent's death, she's going to the Philippines because someone told that the culprit to her parent's death is in the Philippines and hiding. She's going to be a mysterious in her school. She thought that it will be easy for her but she was wrong because she will meet the King of bully, Kent Chester Luxurious. She will taste a living hell in arms of the bullies she want to fight back but she chose to be calm and ignore the bullies. But for all the wrongs Kent had done to Ash, she still saved him from the hands of the bad people.

I don't expect to be reunited with Reyn Aldric, the heir of Frostfang Clan, at a banquet to celebrate his ascendance. I also don't expect him to throw me out heartlessly. As I walk along a deserted street, my mind replays Reyn's mocking words. "You abandoned me for money and status, Ms. Valtara. Do you regret your actions now that I've become an heir? Throw this materialistic gold digger out! I don't want to see her anywhere near me!" And so, I'm thrown out of the banquet hall just like that. I fall to the floor. It's been five years. I didn't think he would still hate me so. Then again, it makes sense. Who wouldn't hate someone who left them when they were on the brink of death? But my dear Reyn isn't dead. He's alive and well; he can even get mad at me without worrying about it affecting his health. I'm about to die, though. I don't even deserve to be emotional. Why? Because my Heart of the Wolfkin beats in Reyn's body.

Used, insulted, tricked. I've been happily married to HIM for three years. Although his family has always been mistreating me and believes that I don't deserve him, I didn't care. The warmth of HIS LOVE and CARE is enough for me to stay — OR SO I THOUGHT. In our 3rd wedding anniversary, that hope is smashed as my heart have been teared into pieces. The gift that he gave me will forever be engraved in my memory— the sight of him on top of another woman in our own bedroom. And as if that wasn't enough, he even insulted and humiliated me in front of his mistress before throwing the divorce papers on my face. Turns out that he never loved me, not even once. I'm just a temporary replacement, and now that the woman he truly loves is back, he no longer need me thus he discarded me life piece of trash. Enraged and broken, I left with a heavy heart. I was cornered, with no other choice but to go back to the place where I truly belong. After so many years of hiding, running, and pretending, it turns out that I'll still come crawling back to the place that I once ran away from.

Si Felicia ay isang batang ulila na may pambihirang talino at diskarte. At isang utak kriminal kung tutuusin, pero hindi kailanman ginamit sa kasamaan.  Sa murang edad, naging banta na siya sa kapulisan at naging pakay ng mga pinuno ng kriminal na sindikato. Hangad nilang gamitin ang galing ni Felicia para sa pansariling kapangyarihan. Ngunit isang gabing puno ng panganib ang tuluyang nagbago sa kanyang kapalaran. Iniligtas ni Felicia ang mga anak ng mayaman na biktima ng kidnapping, at hindi niya alam na doon na magbabago ang tadhana ng buhay niya. Tinulungan siya ng isang binatilyo at pinapanggap na apo ng pinakamaimpluwensyang businessman sa boung mundo at nakuha niya ang pansin nang matandang businessman na iyon na matagal nang naghihinagpis sa pagkawala ng kanyang pinakamamahal na apo. Inampon siya ng matanda at ginawa bilang huwad na tagapagmana. Kahit batid ng matanda ang buong katotohanan, buong puso niya itong tinanggap bilang apo, sa hangaring makaramdam muli ng init ng pamilya bago siya tuluyang mamaalam. Pero hindi ganoon kadali ang buhay sa loob ng mansyon. Ang mga magulang ng nawawalang bata ay malamig at mapanakit. Ang kanyang stepsister, parang ahas na laging handang manira.  Hindi niya ginusto ang lugar na ito, pero pinili niyang manatili, para tuparin ang hiling ng tanging taong naniwala sa kanya. Hangad lang ni Felicia na maging mabuting apo. Pero kailanman ay hindi naging sapat ang kabutihan sa mundong puno ng kasinungalingan at inggit. At sa likod ng bawat ngiti sa mansyon, may mas malalim palang lihim… Isa siyang pamalit.... Pero baka siya rin ang susi sa pagkawasak o pagsalba ng pamilyang ito. At kung aapakan siya ng mga taong dapat ay pamilya niya... Pasensya na lang sila. Hindi siya ang tipo'ng basta na lang magpapatalo. Dahil siya ay si Felicia o nagtatago sa pangalan ni Lucia Moretti. *****

“Your name doesn’t belong on that will." I don’t flinch. “And yet, there it is. In ink. Above yours.” Julian Lachlan circles me like a predator. Calm. Cold. Calculating. “You show up from New Orleans, no blood ties, no explanation, just a pole dancer with a dead mother and a forged past.You’re a stripper. What makes you think you belong here?” I cross my arms. “What makes you think I care what you think?” Hailey Vale was never meant to step foot inside Lachlan House, let alone inherit it No one understands why, not even her. Now, surrounded by powerful enemies in tailored suits and blood ties, Hailey must navigate deadly secrets, twisted loyalties, and the cold fury of Julian Lachlan,the ruthless heir apparent whose throne she just stole. Everyone wants answers. Someone wants her gone. And the truth about why she was named in the will might just destroy them all. In a house full of secrets, the most dangerous one… is her.

On the day Zachary Lake stands at the pinnacle of global technology, accepting his award, I'm lying in a hospital bed, abandoned by doctors because I can't afford treatment for kidney failure. On TV, the host asks him to call the person he's most grateful for. Without hesitation, he dials my number. "Shannon, do you regret leaving me?" he asks. I clutch the astronomical medical bill in my hand, the paper crumpling beneath my fingers. Forcing a light tone, I reply, "Can you take me on as your kept woman now that you're a big deal?" On screen, his face remains expressionless as he hangs up without a word. Then, his cold voice pierces through the broadcast. "Now, I have nothing to feel grateful for." But what he doesn't know is that when he was on the brink of death years ago, I was the one who gave him my kidney.