When I Wished Upon A Star

Life in showbiz is glamorous. The relationships in showbiz are dreamy and sweet. The best actor has a crush on me. The top idol hits on me. I, a little-known actress, become famous. ... This is a collection of exciting love stories in showbiz.

The Moretti Family's Thanksgiving party was in full swing downstairs—crystal clinks, fake laughs, classic mafia gloss. Meanwhile, I was curled up in a servant's room on the third floor. Jackson Moretti's wife. Legally, anyway. My hands were ice. I gripped the ultrasound report like it could anchor me. Three heartbeats. Strong, steady. It was supposed to be a surprise—his big Thanksgiving gift. To the outside world, Jackson was a polished Stanford grad, running a top-tier consulting firm in San Francisco. But behind the scenes? He ran the Moretti empire—cold, calculated, pulling strings in the West Coast's darkest corners. Three years of marriage and we barely spoke, but I still clung to the hope that maybe... maybe there was something real left. Then I heard him downstairs. "You really not letting your wife come down?" "Isabella?" He laughed. "She'd kill the vibe." Another voice chimed in. "Lina's back, right? Wild you married her twin. Which one do you actually like?" Jackson didn't miss a beat. "Isabella's just a stand-in. Quiet. Predictable. I could tell her to drop dead and she'd say 'okay.'" "So when are you ditching her?" "Dunno. She thinks she matters. I'm just playing her." I slapped a hand over my mouth to muffle the sob. A minute later, I was heading downstairs, numb. I brushed my fingers over my belly. "Sorry, babies," I whispered. Triplets. His. He thought I was blind. Weak. Stuck. What he didn't know? A quiet woman, once she snaps—she can burn it all down.

Clara is the most sought-after actress of her generations. She got it all - fame, career, love and money. One day, she lost everything and went back to square one. All of this is because of the plot scheme of Victoria, the rising rookie actress. Will she be able to reach her star again or could she be someone else’s star this time?

"Segalanya dimulai dari pandangan pertama, ketika kau tahu kalau dia akan menjadi milikmu." Rosalind Prada telah memenangkan kompetisi untuk membuat sebuah lukisan besar di tengah-tengah lobi sebuah gedung baru milik Adelio Carlos. Di sebuah pesta untuk memberi penghormatan pada dirinya, Rosalind pertama kali bertemu Adelio, dan langsung tertarik padanya. Ini juga membingungkannya, Rosalind biasanya tidak tertarik terhadap orang asing. Pria yang misterius, intens, berkuasa. Adelio benar-benar membuatnya bingung. Tapi Rosalind menyukainya. Sedangkan untuk Adelio, Rosalind adalah jenis wanita yang tidak bisa dia tolak, seseorang yang jarang dia temui. Kemudian dengan satu cara, Adelio akhirnya berhasil membuat Rosalind menyetujui perjanjian hubungan di antara mereka. Yaitu tidak ada komitmen apa pun. Rosalind adalah gadis usia dua puluhan yang berjuang untuk menyelesaikan kuliahnya dan berjuang untuk hidup. Wanita yang ceria, sederhana, berkemauan keras. Berjiwa seni tinggi dan sedikit lugu, dan tidak pernah menyadari kalau dirinya adalah wanita yang sangat cantik dan menarik. Adelio adalah pria kaya raya yang berwibawa di usia tiga puluhan yang sangat menyukai dan menikmati seni dengan kekayaan miliknya. Pria yang egois tapi berhati lembut dan pria dominan. Pria yang tidak pernah bisa berkomitmen karena pengalaman masa lalunya.

Akira Celeste Lopez swore she would never fall in love while pursuing her dreams for herself and her family. It was already engraved in her mind that she had to finish college and find a job to help her younger siblings and parents. But destiny, as playful as he is, she fell. She fell in love. It wasn't wrong because she's still determined to chase her dreams. However, things don't happen according to her plan. "Aydemir Atlas Harrison Saville, A handsome, tall, intelligent med student in UPCM, is out of my league. He's like a star in the night sky that is hard to reach." "... I wasn't the star. She is."

On the day of our wedding, Liam Hopkins’ childhood sweetheart stood by the bridge, threatening to take her own life. The moment he hung up the phone, he was ready to leave. Desperately, I clung to his sleeve. “Liam, if you walk out that door, it’s over between us!” “Diana! This is a matter of life and death. I’ll marry you, but don’t make a scene!” With those words, he turned and rushed away, leaving me standing alone. Determined, I spun around and completed the wedding vows with another man. But later, he dared to ask why I didn’t wait for him. I laughed coldly. “Belated love? It’s cheaper than dirt.”

Dahil sawa na si Thea sa pagbubunganga ng ina. Napilitang mag-abroad ang dalaga. Graduate siya ng BS Tourism. Sa isang construction company siya nakakuha ng trabaho sa Dubai. Maliban sa pag-o-opisina, on-call cleaner din siya. Isang araw, tinawagan si Thea ng kaibigan para maglinis ng unit ng boss nito. Sa isang hotel and casino nagtatrabaho ang kaibigan. Wala siyang hinihindian na part-time, kaya umo-oo kaagad siya. Hindi sukat akalain ng dalaga, na ang sikat na miyembro ng banda, na si Keith Hernandez pala ang kanyang kliyente nang gabing iyon. Kilala ito sa tawag na KH. Hindi niya maiwasang hangaan ito ng sobra. Sa loob ng dalawang buwan na pamamalagi ng binata, siya lang ang bukod tanging naglilinis at cook nito. At, sa maikling panahon na iyon, natutunan ni Thea na mahalin si Keith. Naisuko pa niya sa binata ang iniingatang perlas ng silangan, kahit na may iba itong minamahal. Hanggang kailan siya magiging rebound? Ano kaya ang gagawin ni Thea kapag nalamang ikakasal na pala ang binata sa iba?

Lumaki sa hirap si Kendall na isang napakagandang babae at naging puhunan ito ng kanyang sakim na ama para siya ay pagkakitaan. Sa tulong ng boyfriend niyang si Scott na isang lawyer, buong tapang nilang ilalaban sa korte ang kalayaan ni Kendall mula sa conservatorship para matuldukan na ang paghihirap ni Kendall sa mahabang panahon.

I was diagnosed with stomach cancer and needed a total gastrectomy. My husband, who was hailed as a rising star in the medical field, personally performed the surgery on me. However, after the operation, my health only worsened. He told me that the cancer had spread too quickly, and there was no hope left. It was not until I accidentally came across a hidden medical report and a massive insurance policy that I learned the truth—I never had stomach cancer. Not only had he removed my stomach, but he had also taken my uterus. Desperate, I confronted him, asking why he did that to me. He held his mistress in his arms, looking at me with disgust as he said, "If your father weren't the director, do you think I would've married you? You're not even worthy of being in the same room as Mabel. After one more surgery to remove your stomach, I'll be promoted to chief physician. "Didn't you claim to love me so much? I'm just using your body to help me and Mabel get ahead... I'm doing you a favor." Then, he and his mistress threw me off the building, making it look like a suicide. When I opened my eyes again, I had gone back to the day of my stomach surgery.

After being pushed down the stairs by my husband's first love, I suffered a difficult labor with our second child and died in a corner of their family's private hospital. Before I died, my six-year-old son cried and begged for his father to save me. The first time, Shawn sneered. "Your mom's gotten smarter, using you to play the victim and trick people." After that, he flung my son's hand away and left heartlessly. The second time, my son told him I was bleeding uncontrollably. Shawn was clearly impatient. "She's being so dramatic, it's just a miscarriage, nothing serious. She's always made mountains out of molehills!" After chasing my son away, he even told the doctors not to care for me. "It's my fault for spoiling her. She'll know what she did wrong once I let her have a hard time for a few days." The last time, my son went to my husband's first love Jasmine, kneeling in front of her and knocking his head on the ground, begging her. Shawn flew into a rage and ordered bodyguards to throw my battered and bruised son out of the hospital room, allowing others to laugh at his misfortune. "If you come bother Jasmine while she's resting again, I'll kick your mom out of our family! She'll never see you again!" My son crawled to my side, leaving behind a long trail of blood. And so, I laid there helplessly as I felt the warmth escape both my son and I. 'Are you happy now, Shawn? You'll never see us again.'