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✓✓ SYNOPSIS ✓✓ Reina Mariposa! The mysterious and captivating owner of MARIPOSA CORPORATION, has it all ~ wealth, power, and beauty. But beneath her perfect mask lies a private and guarded individual, forged by a childhood that demanded perfection. Being the richest woman in the city, Reina's expectations are impossibly high, and those who fail to meet them are swiftly discarded. She is adored by many but feared by all, did I say all? My bad... HE doesn't fear her, infact, he owns her. ≈≈≈≈≈≈ Liam Beckett, the ruthless and cunning trillionaire owner of BECKETT CORPORATION. A meeting with Reina Mariposa sparks a fierce attraction but also awaken an intense possessiveness in Liam. Since that day, he wanted her and decided to relentlessly pursue her until he gets her. In this high stake game of power and seduction, Reina is trapped between her desire for perfection and the burning obsession of Liam.

Opposite Attraction

EVERTON HIGH! A school for the rich. A school where every teenager wants to school in. Poor students are also allowed into the school through scholarship but they get treated like trash by the richer students. 3 Boys!!! Adrian, Alexis and Angelo! They're called the 3As and they're the cutest boys in the school. Adrian, the silent and mysterious guy. He is a study freak and almost all the girls wants him but one thing that's out of his dictionary, is the word LOVE! Alexis, the playboy. He is the cutest in the group. He always move from one skirt to another. And even though the girls know he can't stick to one girl, they still go after him. Angelo, the leader of the group. He is the hottest and coolest in the group. Every girl wants him but he is way too cold for their reach. "Love isn't for us!" That's one thing they always say. ••••••••••••• 3 GIRLS!! Emma, Doris and Chelsea! They're the cutest and hottest girls in the school. Emma, the intelligent and quiet one of the group. Let's say, she's the nerd but she doesn't wear glasses. Doris, the gossip queen of the group. There's nothing that'll happen in the school without her knowledge. And finally, Chelsea, the smartest yet cutest girl in the group. She has well built curves that'll make any guy go crazy. She has a touch of crazy in her and one thing she hates the most, are bullies. "True love will find us soon!" The girls will always say. ••••••••••• Apparently, Chelsea and Angelo were both highschool mates. She had a crush on him then but he hated her due to her face. Back then, Chelsea wasn't like this. She always has braces on and a scar on her face which covered part of her face. She got mocked and bullied by everyone in the school. She was called ugly wherever she goes. She wasn't pretty like this but due to an accident that occurred, she became as pretty as f**k. She was weak then but now, she's stronger and anyone that messes with her, will get to experience her crazy side. ••••••••••••••• What happens when these two meet? What accident changed Chelsea's face? Will the 3As eventually fall in love? You wanna find out right? Then grab your popcorn as we go on this exciting ride and I promise you won't regret it.

BILLIONAIRE SECRETARY

Dexter Verizon. The only son of his parents who are apparently dead. A wealthy and intelligent CEO of VERIZON, that's the name of the company. He is 25 years old and he's the youngest CEO in Los Angeles. He is cold hearted, handsome, cute and an arrogant person. He has a very painful past that no one knows about. He once had a girlfriend but she ended up leaving him which made him have hatred for all women. Saying they're all the same, women who are only after his money But all that changed when he met her. †††††††† Evelyn Gutierrez. A middle class lady who has only her mother to care for. Her dad died in a car accident and she has been the one taking care of her mother. She had many part time jobs that helped her in her school so she graduated at the end. Now she's looking for a stable job but she hasn't found one yet. She is 22 years old. She is kind, beautiful, caring and innocent looking. She has a touch of crazy in her and she is also curious. Too curious. And that curiosity has landed her into many troubles that almost caused her, her life. ★★★★ What happens when Dexter and Evelyn cross paths? What painful past did Dexter have? Will Dexter ever learn to love again? You wanna find out right? Then grab your popcorn and follow me on this interesting ride and I promise you won't regret it.

The Almighty Heiress Unmasked: Divorce The Past, Inherit The World

Once the real heiress came back, Katherine was thrown out by her "parents" and ridiculed by her fiancé. She walked away-and claimed the dynasty that had been hers all along. With every mask stripped off, she shocked everyone. "Mysterious illnesses? I cured them." "Hacker attacks? Pathetic." "Luxury brands? I owned the design copyrights." Her former family demanded a fortune for "raising" her. Katherine huffed, "Keep dreaming!" Her ex begged to reunite. "Get lost. You weren't worthy of me." Meanwhile, a tycoon fell hard, thawing from aloof to devoted, finding new ways to pull her close.

Reborn And Remade: Pursued By The Billionaire

In her previous life, Kimberly endured the betrayal of her husband, the cruel machinations of an evil woman, and the endless tyranny of her in-laws. It culminated in the bankruptcy of her family, and ultimately, her death. After being reborn, she resolved to seek retribution against those who had wronged her, and ensure her family's prosperity. To her shock, the most unattainable man from her past suddenly set his sights on her. "You may have overlooked me before, but I shall capture your heart this time around."

Ugly Bride, Ruthless Groom: The Ultimate Power Couple

Caitlin married Shawn, a man rumored to be both violent and terminally ill, just to reclaim her late mother's belongings. Their union was the talk of the town-everyone mocked the "ugly woman" and the "dying madman," convinced the marriage was doomed from the start. But after their wedding, Caitlin shocked the elite: she was a brilliant architect, legendary healer, and even secretly ruled the underworld. As the world watched, Shawn's brutal image softened. During a global live-streamed wedding, he knelt and declared, "Caitlin, you are the light in my life!"

The Scars She Hid From The World

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Reborn Heiress: The Wolf's Vengeance Deal

I lay paralyzed on stiff white sheets, a prisoner in my own skin, listening to the rain lash against the window like nails on a coffin. My father, Elmore Franco, didn't even look at my face as he checked his clipboard. He just listened to the steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor-the only thing proving I was still alive. Without a hint of remorse, he pulled a pen from his pocket and signed the Do Not Resuscitate order. My stepmother, Ophelia, stepped out from behind him, wearing my favorite pearl necklace and smelling of cloying perfume. She leaned close to my ear to whisper the truth that turned my blood to ice. "It was the tea, darling. Just like your mother. A slow, tasteless poison." She chuckled as she revealed that my fiancé, Bryce, had a two-year-old son with my sister, Daniela. My inheritance had been funding their secret life for years, and now that the money was secure, I was an inconvenience they were finally scrubbing away. As my father yanked the power cord from the wall, the beeping died, and the darkness swallowed me whole. I was being murdered by my own flesh and blood, used as a bank account until I was no longer needed. I died in that sterile room, drowning in the realization that every person I ever loved was a monster who had been waiting for me to take my last breath. Then, I gasped. I woke up in a luxury hotel suite surrounded by silk sheets, five years in the past-the very morning of my wedding. Next to me lay Basile Delgado, the "Wolf of Wall Street" and my family's most dangerous enemy. In my first life, I ran from this room in a panic and lost everything. This time, I looked at the man who would eventually destroy my father's empire and decided to join him. "I'm not leaving, Basile. Marry me. Right now. Today."

Rising From Wreckage: Starfall's Epic Comeback

Rain hammered against the asphalt as my sedan spun violently into the guardrail on the I-95. Blood trickled down my temple, stinging my eyes, while the rhythmic slap of the windshield wipers mocked my panic. Trembling, I dialed my husband, Clive. His executive assistant answered instead, his voice professional and utterly cold. "Mr. Wilson says to stop the theatrics. He said, and I quote, 'Hang up. Tell her I don’t have time for her emotional blackmail tonight.'" The line went dead while I was still trapped in the wreckage. At the hospital, I watched the news footage of Clive wrapping his jacket around his "fragile" ex-girlfriend, Angelena, shielding her from the storm I was currently bleeding in. When I returned to our penthouse, I found a prenatal ultrasound in his suit pocket, dated the day he claimed to be on a business trip. Instead of an apology, Clive met me with a sneer. He told me I was nothing but an "expensive decoration" his father bought to make him look stable. He froze my bank accounts and cut off my cards, waiting for the hunger to drive me back to his feet. I stared at the man I had loved for four years, realizing he didn't just want a wife; he wanted a prop he could switch off. He thought he could starve me into submission while he played father to another woman's child. But Clive forgot one thing. Before I was his trophy wife, I was Starfall—the legendary voice actress who vanished at the height of her fame. "I'm not jealous, Clive. I'm done." I grabbed my old microphone and walked out. I’m not just leaving him; I’m taking the lead role in the biggest saga in Hollywood—the one Angelena is desperate for. This time, the "decoration" is going to burn his world down.