hold my hand film

Fifteen years ago, orphan Chloe saved bloodied boy Kevin with her star necklace. Now Kevin is New York’s fearsome mafia godfather plagued by manic disorder, while Chloe, a top fashion designer, is framed by her cruel stepsister and stumbles into Kevin’s room by accident. Her unique scent is the only cure for his outbursts, so they enter a contract marriage. Kevin becomes an overprotective husband, crushing perverted investors, hostile rivals and the stepsister who tries to impersonate his long-lost savior. He clears all hurdles for Chloe, who fights back against her toxic family and enters the top international haute couture contest with her stunning talent. The hidden star stitch on her design finally uncovers their 15-year fated bond. The two powerhouses hold a romantic grand wedding on the glittering global runway, standing side by side at the peak of their respective fields.

In order to repay the favor of saving her life, Skylar hides her identity and marries William. She secretly supports him to become a newcomer in the business world and gives him hundreds of billions of dollars of orders, but she is betrayed by the now-successful William and is forced to get a divorce. On the other hand, Leopold, the richest man in the world, who had been engaged to Skylar and secretly in love with her for many years, learns of the news and rushes to defend her. Skylar plans to announce her real identity at William’s signing ceremony and join hands with Leopold to put William in his place.

For three years, Wade Chapman lived in a state of foolishness and dullness—until, at last, he inherited the legacy of an immortal. With a single awakening, he rose like a dragon soaring into the Sky. In one hand, he wielded peerless medical arts—reviving the dead and restoring flesh to bone, leaving nobles and magnates bowing before him. In the other, he held a lethal blade—cleaving through the void itself, forcing even the world's strongest to submit. From that moment on, beauties stood by his side, brothers followed at his back. Roaming the city as he pleased, he sought only the bliss of love.

For three years, Wade Chapman lived in a state of foolishness and dullness—until, at last, he inherited the legacy of an immortal. With a single awakening, he rose like a dragon soaring into the Sky. In one hand, he wielded peerless medical arts—reviving the dead and restoring flesh to bone, leaving nobles and magnates bowing before him. In the other, he held a lethal blade—cleaving through the void itself, forcing even the world's strongest to submit. From that moment on, beauties stood by his side, brothers followed at his back. Roaming the city as he pleased, he sought only the bliss of love.

Nina and Adam are both trying to flee from an arranged marriage tailor-made for them, but by the hand of fate, they end up meeting each other unprompted and making the spur-of-the-moment decision to get hitched. Adam, secretly a billionaire, goes all out to spoil Nina, leading to funny and sweet surprises on a daily basis as he tries to keep his uber-rich true identity under wraps. Adam doesn’t just pamper Nina; he stands up for her against her greedy stepmother and stepsister, and anyone else who’s hurt her, while helping her achieve career dreams in the happy-ever-after.

Twelve years ago, for an important task, the leader of the Ford Army, Chereen Ford, had to leave her daughter and son, and asked Sherry Jerome to take care of them. After completing her mission, Chereen came back and found her daughter, Paula. But Paula was already married, and her husband always beat her up. Chereen wanted to take Paula away, but Paula refused because she thought Chereen killed her dad. On the other hand, Chereen heard that her son, Wayne, had gone missing. Could Chereen find Wayne and clear the misunderstanding between her and Paula?

Seven years ago, ordinary girl Emily learned that her husband Vincent was actually the heir to a mafia family. Back then, Vincent had fractured his arm in a car accident and urgently needed surgery. His father laid down a condition for the treatment—Vincent must divorce Emily. Deeply in love with Emily, Vincent refused without hesitation, never expecting their conversation to be overheard by her. Unwilling to hold Vincent back, Emily chose to leave voluntarily, only to be caught in a car accident on the way. Vincent mistakenly believed Emily had died and was consumed by overwhelming grief. However, Emily not only survived but also gave birth to their daughter Lily—though she herself was left seriously ill as a result. To get treatment for her mother, Lily accidentally crossed paths with Vincent. Yet Vincent neither knew Lily was his daughter nor recognized that the mother of this "little wanderer" was the Emily he’d been yearning for day and night. Worse still, he even spoke harshly to her...

When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand. “Hello. I’d like to renounce my pack identity—effective immediately.” Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces. The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching. “You’re nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. You’re an embarrassment to a Beta’s name!” My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer. “You faked this report just to get our attention? You’ve been a liar since you were a pup.” Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, “I’m sorry, Jenifer. It’s my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... don’t lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!” Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more. “I haven’t had a real family for a long time. Please—remove all my personal records from the pack. I just don’t want my funeral—scheduled for three days from now—to be delayed.”

The rickshaw puller, Dylan Hanks, got an intel system by chance. With the intelhe seized a chance to save Jerico Lee, the head of the Cherico Gang, and then he started working for Jerico. After that, Dylan exposed the truth of the death of Tina Foster's daughter and won the Great Fortune Casino. However, Tina found out that Jerico was involved in her daughter's death, so she threatened Dylan to kill Jerico. On the other hand, Jerico took Dylan's parents to San Feria, which made Dylan no longer dare to trust him anymore. Could Dylan get out of all the trouble? How was he going to protect his parents and himself?

In my previous life, my girlfriend's childhood friend impersonated a rich heir and messed around with the fake power he had. I exposed him, and he crashed his car into me. In my final moments, my girlfriend's sister begged on her knees, pleading for my girlfriend's aid, hoping she could save me, but my girlfriend did nothing. "He wouldn't do that. Zacharias is beyond this. He would never dirty his hands for a nobody like this guy. He might be my boyfriend, but that doesn't mean he can do anything he wants. He'd better know his place." My girlfriend's sister remained on the ground for three days. In the end, Zacharias dragged her away, violated her, and killed her. Even at my dying breath, my girlfriend was still covering up for her childhood friend. She refused to believe Zacharias hit someone with a car and violated her sister. And then I was reborn. This time, I did not beg and plead for my girlfriend to give me a moment of her time. I called my brother instead. "Hey? Yeah, it's me. Some bastard impersonated me and is dragging my name through the mud. I need you to take that guy out. Also, I'm not marrying Annabelle Lawson. I'm taking her sister instead." I gave the Lawsons a lot of resources so they could grow, and what did I get in the end? An ungrateful woman who would leave me stranded and dying all for another man. With all their resources pulled, Annabelle and her childhood friend would be saying goodbye to their good old days and hello to their personal hell.

I was slowly dying from Silverthorn Wolfsbane, and there was only one cure—the Miracle Elixir. But my mate, Leo Ashford, bought it and gave it to my adoptive sister, Jane Smith. He did it because he thought I was faking my illness. I gave up on the treatment and swallowed a potent painkiller instead. It would kill me in three days by shutting down my organs. In those three days, I gave up everything. I handed over the fur manufacturing business I built from the ground up to Jane, and my parents praised me for caring about my sister. I offered to sever our mate bond, and Leo praised me for finally being sensible. When I told my son he could call Jane "mommy", he happily said that his new mommy was the best! I transferred all my savings to Jane, and no one seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary. They were just pleased with my "better behavior". "Viola is finally not so bad." I wondered—would they regret it after I was gone?

To fulfill her grandpa's promise, Linda Bell spent six months incognito in the shadow of Scott Group, the corporate kingdom of her betrothed, Carey Scott.By day, an unassuming pawn; by night, the invisible hand steadying his failing empire with the silent might of her family's influence.She resurrected their IPO from ruin... yet her warnings fell on deaf ears.Blinded by his calculating assistant Elsie Walter, Carey scorned her every olive branch. Until the day she shed her disguise like a second skin and revealed the storm beneath.The boardroom fell silent. The heiress emerged.Then she vanished, leaving his stock prices in freefall.

To fulfill her grandpa's promise, Linda Bell spent six months incognito in the shadow of Scott Group, the corporate kingdom of her betrothed, Carey Scott.By day, an unassuming pawn; by night, the invisible hand steadying his failing empire with the silent might of her family's influence.She resurrected their IPO from ruin... yet her warnings fell on deaf ears.Blinded by his calculating assistant Elsie Walter, Carey scorned her every olive branch. Until the day she shed her disguise like a second skin and revealed the storm beneath.The boardroom fell silent. The heiress emerged.Then she vanished, leaving his stock prices in freefall.

I've gotten reborn into a mecha. Furthermore, I'm the type with just a metallic shell without an actual body piloting it.But I still manage to secretly help my pilot many times with my powerful battle intent so that we can save the world, which has gotten infiltrated by monsters.I'm supposed to be hailed as a hero, but instead, I'm used as a trashed mecha that's meant to serve as a practice mecha for newbie pilots. This is all thanks to the fact that I've gotten my core damaged during my last battle with a monster, which has caused my functionality to drop rapidly.But just as I'm thinking that I should spend the remainder of my years in peace, little do I know that it's only the start of my nightmare. After all, my latest pilot is a teenage girl with a violent side to her. She doesn't take my personality into consideration in training, which often causes my gun barrels to overheat.

I've gotten reborn into a mecha. Furthermore, I'm the type with just a metallic shell without an actual body piloting it.But I still manage to secretly help my pilot many times with my powerful battle intent so that we can save the world, which has gotten infiltrated by monsters.I'm supposed to be hailed as a hero, but instead, I'm used as a trashed mecha that's meant to serve as a practice mecha for newbie pilots. This is all thanks to the fact that I've gotten my core damaged during my last battle with a monster, which has caused my functionality to drop rapidly.But just as I'm thinking that I should spend the remainder of my years in peace, little do I know that it's only the start of my nightmare. After all, my latest pilot is a teenage girl with a violent side to her. She doesn't take my personality into consideration in training, which often causes my gun barrels to overheat.

While the criminal was brutally killing me, my dad, the head of the criminal investigation division, and my mom, the chief forensic pathologist, were attending my sister Lily Lambert’s match. In a bid for revenge, the criminal, who had once been captured by my dad, cut out my tongue and used my phone to call him. My dad only said one thing before hanging up. "No matter what’s going on, Lily’s match is the top priority today!" The criminal sneered, "Seems I’ve kidnapped the wrong person. I thought they would love their biological daughter more!" At the crime scene, my parents were shocked by the brutal state of the body and condemned the cruelty of the killer. However, they did not realize that the horrifically mutilated corpse was their own daughter.

When my mind-link request had been ignored by my parents for the twentieth time, I went to the Werewolf Council, clutching the report on silver dust corrosion in my hand. “Hello. I’d like to renounce my pack identity—effective immediately.” Ten minutes later, my parents burst in, dragging my adoptive younger sister, Elsa, with them, panic written all over their faces. The door burst open with a bang, and my Beta father charged in like a storm. His fangs bared, claws twitching. “You’re nothing but a spoiled brat craving attention! Stop this pathetic act. You’re an embarrassment to a Beta’s name!” My mother, a forensic specialist for the pack, immediately snatched the report from my hand. After a brief glance, she let out a cold sneer. “You faked this report just to get our attention? You’ve been a liar since you were a pup.” Elsa clung to both of them, tears in her eyes as she sobbed, “I’m sorry, Jenifer. It’s my fault for holding the shifting ritual. But please... don’t lie to our parents just to make them feel guilty!” Blood was still pouring from my nose, but I wiped it away calmly and stood tall before the werewolf councilors once more. “I haven’t had a real family for a long time. Please—remove all my personal records from the pack. I just don’t want my funeral—scheduled for three days from now—to be delayed.”

When my appendix bursts, my parents, my brother, and even my fiancé are all too busy celebrating my sister's birthday. I'm outside the operating room, frantically calling every family member I can think of to sign the consent form, but every call is either ignored or hung up on. After hanging up on me, my fiancé, Joel Graham, texts back."Sophie, stop being dramatic. It's Yvette's 18th birthday today. Whatever it is can wait until after the party." I quietly set my phone down and sign the consent form myself. It's the ninety-ninth time they've chosen Yvette Norton, my sister, over me. This time, I choose not to care. I'll stop letting their favoritism hurt me. Instead, I'll do everything they ask of me without complaint. They'll all think I've finally learned to be obedient, and they'll never realize that I'm preparing to leave them for good.