harley quinn 30th anniversary

I die on my wedding night. When Zachary Gordon receives a call from the police asking him to identify my body, he snorts disdainfully. "Who cares whether she's dead? I'll be there for the funeral." "We're not joking, Mr. Gordon. You should come down here." He glances at the woman in his arms as a hint of impatience flickers in his eyes. "Fine."

Diandra harus menerima kenyataan bahwa suaminya bahwa setelah pulang dari perjalanan jauh, pria itu membawa dua kado di dalam kopernya. Wanita itu hanya diminta mengambil hadiah di dalam kotak biru, sementara yang ia temukan adalah kotak merah. Untuk siapa sebenarnya hadiah berbalut kotak merah tersebut?

They had a pact. SEAL Team Seven, seven men who had formed an unbreakable bond while fighting to protect their country. None of them would marry until their service to home and country had been fulfilled. Now five of the brothers have found love, smack dab in the middle of them trying to chase down a madman who’s out to destroy them and everything they love.As the only two left standing, Quinn and Devon decided that their job now was to protect their brothers and their women. Though they got a kick out of watching the by-play between their brothers and their new sisters, neither man believed that life was for him.Seal Team Quinn and Devon is created by Jordan Silver, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Harley was the product of an affair. After her mother died, she decided to make contact with her father, Ron Hale, a criminal and leader of a felon-filled, biker outlaw club, The Savage Scorpions. After months of virtual communication, she decides to visit him in his small Californian town of Pleasant-Tree-Ville. When she arrives, she gets less than a warm welcome from the other SS members. As the days pass, she starts forming friendships, bonds and something a little more with Alexander Coates, Her father's second-in-command... and best friend. It's not till Harley opens up to one of her new friends that some old, dark family secrets come to light. Mother betraying Daughter, Wife Betraying husband.. And Friend betraying Friend. All Harley wanted to do was meet her father... but she is about to get a lot more than she bargained for!

Aisha tidak menyangka, jika di malam Anniversary yang di nantikannya berubah menjadi malam terburuk di dalam hidupnya. Dia memergoki Adnan, Suami yang sangat di cintainya sedang bergumul dengan seorang Wanita. Bukannya merasa bersalah, Adnan malah menjatuhkan talak kepada Aisha. Apa yang selanjutnya akan terjadi kepada Aisha? apakah dia menolak keputusan Adnan atau malah bangkit dan memulai kehidupan baru?

Harley Callanta is one of the youngest governor in San Miguel. At the age of 25, he is already a governor. He followed the footsteps of his father who was also a former governor of San Miguel. Kaya bilang isang governor ng kanilang lalawigan ay dapat malinis ang kaniyang pangalan. Ngunit nang makita niya ang isang babae na mas bata sa kaniya ay mukhang gagawin niya ang lahat kahit na madungisan pa ang kaniyang pangalan. Ayaw niyang maagaw pa ng iba ang babaeng matagal niya ng hinihintay. Nasa tamang edad na rin si Jane Requez kaya hindi na napigilan pa ni Harley na bakuran na ang dalaga. At dahil takot sa sasabihin ng mga tao sa kaniya, pinipilit umiwas ni Jane kay Harley. Ngunit ang governor naman ang lapit nang lapit aa kaniya. Hindi niya kayang ipaglaban ang nararamdaman niya para kay Harley. Takot siya sa sasabihin ng mga tao. Nang malaman ng mga tao ang tungkol sa kanila ni Harley ay nag desisyon si Jane na umalis ng San Miguel at ipinagpatuloy ang matagal niya ng pangarap-ang maging fashion designer. At sa muli nilang pagkikita ay hindi pa rin sumusuko si Harley na ipaglaban ang nararamdaman niya para kay Jane. Ngunit kaya na bang ipaglaban ni Jane ang nararamdaman niya para sa Governor ng San Miguel?

I died beneath the Ferris wheel. The killer took a photo of the Ferris wheel and sent it to my mother. 'Mom, I want to ride the Ferris wheel with you too,' wrote the killer. In my mother's voice message, her tone was filled with hatred as she replied, "How dare you ask to ride the Ferris wheel with me when you killed your own sister? Why won't you just die?!" As she wished, I was dead. However, what she didn't know was that the one who killed me was my so-called dead sister.

Seraphine Hale, a genius musician, announces her return to the country. When a reporter asks whether she's back for her first love, she smiles icily. "Are you talking about that trash? It wouldn't be any of my business even if he were to drop dead tomorrow." What she doesn't know is that I've already been dead for close to a decade.

I was five months pregnant when my husband, James Fletcher, allowed his mistress to invade our lives—on the very night of our wedding anniversary. But she didn’t just come to flaunt her presence. She came to take my life. Pregnant and vulnerable, I confronted her, desperately clinging to my dignity. But the fight ended with me tumbling down the staircase, my swollen belly crashing against the cold, hard ground. Blood seeped across the floor, vivid and unrelenting. James only arrived after hearing about his precious mistress’ ordeal. He stood there, staring at the pool of blood, at my broken body. But instead of helping me, he rushed to her side. She had nothing but a few superficial scratches, yet he swept her off to the hospital like she was the one dying. By the time he returned, my child was gone. The doctors barely managed to save me. And what did James do? He struck me in front of everyone, his words sharper than the sting of his hand. "Lisa only wanted to bring you a Christmas gift, and you attacked her out of nowhere! You shameless witch!" “She didn’t force her way in! What nonsense! I gave her the house key ages ago. You just can’t stand that she’s prettier and kinder than you!" “You didn’t just hurt her. You killed my child! You vile, despicable woman. Why couldn’t it have been you instead?” Lisa stood beside him, pretending to comfort him while flashing me a smug, victorious smirk. James’s vicious tirade didn’t stop there. He dragged my name onto the internet, painting me as a monster.

On our fifth anniversary, my fiance, Caleb Alton, mixed up gifts meant for me and someone else. When he pulled out a set of lingerie, he looked flustered and explained that the store had sent the wrong item. The next day, I saw a video posted on social media by his junior colleague, Mia Lawson. The caption read, “He said that old lady of his is out of shape, but I look the sexiest in this.” In the video, she was wearing the same lingerie and lounging seductively in Caleb’s arms. I glanced at the engagement ring identical to the one Caleb wore and decided to call my boss. “Hello, Mr. Farrington. I’ve made up my mind. I can start at the branch office next week.”