julianne moore

After being cheated on by her fiancee, Julianne decided to move back into her adopted parents house when a mysterious letter arrived. She followed it and discovered a shocking truth about herself. She was the long lost grand daughter of a billionaire, James Howler. Driven by desire for a fresh start, she stayed with James and underwent a drastic transformation. From a sweet innocent woman into a powerful yet feminine lady boss. It didn't come easy. She had to challenge herself multiple times especially when other family members are coming for her throat in the battle for the family inheritance and she was set into an arranged engagement with a man she never met before. How will Julianne survive in this completely different and dramatic new life of hers within the high society? Read more to find out.

Is obsession a disease, or the sincerest form of love? It’s a difficult question, especially when love has always been sold as the ultimate sacrifice. Clear/Ryne has her answer. The world sees her as a victim. History sees her as the perfect girlfriend. The truth sees her as a killer. Ryne Moore has a unique philosophy of love: born from the purity of an object corrupted for her pleasure. She wants to be loved the same way she loves her sweater — stained until it becomes truly hers. A love story between a yandere and a cheater. Both maintaining their masks of perfection while the air smells of burnt flesh. Ryne Moore: Yandere as a Philosophy of Love. A story of obsessive romance, infidelity, and mystery.

Julianne never expected her life to change with a single job application. Desperate and on the verge of losing everything, she takes a position as a live-in cook at the Kingston Estate—a world of wealth, power, and secrets. But she never imagined working for Adrian Kingston, the ruthless billionaire known for his icy demeanor and a past that left him cold to love. When Julianne crosses paths with Liam, his lonely four-year-old son, she sees a child in desperate need of warmth. But as she gets closer to Liam, she finds herself entangled in the complicated life of his father. Adrian warns her to stay out of his way. But with every heated glance and stolen moment, the lines begin to blur. She was just the cook. He was just her boss. But in the mansion filled with cold walls and buried pain, an unexpected love starts to bloom…

Prophecy: They are predestined mates. How much they don't want each other they can't stay away from each other. They are made for each other and will meet for a new change in werewolf empire. The blue moon here, plays an important part in their lives. It's said that when first blue moon had arrived in the werewolf empire the royal pack had emerged years before. When years after it had arrived, it was the indication that one of the predestined mate was born . And now these after three years it has arrived yet again to mark that his/her other half/mate/soulmate is born. Let's see how they change the future of werewolves

Blaire White just happened to do the wrong thing at the right time catching the eye of Mr. Moore and his wife. Sending her into a spiral of webs. To get past her and her brother's past she will have to be something she never expected nor did she want. Mr. Moore's personal pleasure and surrogate for money. Little did she know the whole depths of this sickening plan his and his wife had.

Gabrielle Moore has been fighting her whole life—she just didn't know it until now. The only daughter of a retired Army commander and the youngest of four brothers, Gabrielle was raised in a house where family meant learning to kill a man with your bare hands before you learned to drive. Each brother taught her something different: hand-to-hand combat, tactical shooting, reconnaissance, and the cold precision of a sniper's mindset. By eighteen, she could clear a room faster than most soldiers. But she walked away. Built a normal life. Normal friends who didn't know what she was capable of. Then she burned it all down. At twenty-five, Gabrielle quit her job, cut everyone except family out of her life, and enlisted in the U.S. Army—because she finally understood she was meant for something bigger. Basic training is a joke. Advanced training barely a warm-up. Gabrielle breezes through every challenge, catching the attention of her superiors. Then she joins BUD/S—Basic Underwater Demolition/SEAL training. Twenty-four weeks of hell designed to strip away everyone who doesn't belong. Cold water. Long nights. Instructors who want nothing more than to watch her quit. If she resists every urge to break, she'll be one of four soldiers hand-picked for Team A.L.P.H.A.—an elite group carrying out high-risk terrorism missions. Sergeant First Class Marcus "Hatch" Hatcher doesn't believe in prodigies. A decorated operator with a reputation for breaking recruits, he's been hand-selected to identify soldiers worthy of the most elite teams. He's hard. Unreadable. Measures worth in push-ups and character in how a soldier looks him in the eye after failing. From the moment Gabrielle steps into his sight, he can't look away. He rides her harder than anyone. Sharper criticism. Never a word of praise—but his eyes follow her everywhere. The attraction is immediate, electric, and absolutely forbidden. He's her superior. Anything more would end his career and destroy hers. There's a rumor he's a diagnosed psychopath. Gabrielle does everything to stay out of his way. But the Army has other plans. BUD/S is a reckoning. Everything her brothers taught her. Every punch she ever threw. Every time she got back up. It all leads to this. But the toll is starting to feel overwhelming. Hatch is always watching. As weeks wear on and the attrition rate climbs toward eighty percent, the line between commander and something more blurs. A stolen look. A moment of weakness. A single touch that shouldn't happen—and can never happen again. Gabrielle isn't just fighting for a spot anymore. She's fighting for respect. For belonging. For the man who can never be hers but might be the only person who truly sees her. For the man she's told is incapable of anything but taking a life with impeccable skill. An action-romance about legacy, grit, and the most dangerous mission of all: letting someone close enough to matter.

The web is a “lean forward and participate” medium. Television, by contrast, is a “lean back and let it wash over me” medium.

Juliette Babineaux is a French maid that works in the household of the successful Julieta Enamorado. The Enamorados pride themselves in carrying the blood of Cupid. They created a matchmaking company, where people fall in love successfully everyday. Julieta's family starts to knock at her wedding doors, pestering the 25 year old on when they will get their invites. But as expected of a good Juliet, where is her Romeo?

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"