23 Miley Cyrus Lyrics

Audrey Smith, a 21-year-old woman, is the daughter of George Smith, the leader of a mafia gang. Audrey is taken captive by Noah Cyrus after she overhears one of his men on a mission to find his sister. Despite their initial adversarial relationship, Audrey and Noah fall in love and start a relationship. However, their romance is tested when Noah discovers that Audrey's father is responsible for his sister's abduction. Will their relationship survive this revelation? Read to find out...

Erica Vaughn, a 24-year-old woman, discovers she's pregnant on her wedding anniversary, but her joy is short-lived. Her husband, Asher Whitfield, a wealthy and ruthless CEO, reveals he's been having an affair and wants a divorce. To make matters worse, Erica is kidnapped and nearly killed, only to be rescued and left to rebuild her life. Five years later, Erica returns to Texas with her young son, determined to confront Asher and seek revenge. As they're forced to work together on a business deal, their past sparks a passionate and intense reunion. However, their rekindled romance is threatened by Asher's fiancée, Miley, who'll stop at nothing to keep them apart. As Erica navigates her complicated feelings and the treacherous world of corporate politics, she must confront the dark secrets of her past and the true nature of her relationship with Asher. Will she be able to overcome her pain and forgive Asher, or will their love be destroyed by the very secrets that once tore them apart?

Ethan is a huge music fan. Because the lyrics express their emotions or experiences. Music was his comfort, his refuge, and his dearest companion. As a result, his desire to be an artist began. He desired to perform on stage as well as on the street. Just to let the world know about his musical talent and passion. Lily left his home because of his stepfather. She has only one dream, and that is to finish her studies. But how can she complete her studies if she doesn't have enough money? She finds it tough to consume three meals a day. Fortunately, she met a friend named Claire and recruited her as a production assistant in a huge corporation. But there's a catch. She must be married to the CEO's son in order to be admitted into their company.

26-years-old Stacy Cyrus is living her life in a very normal way: working in a small newspaper company; feeding her stray cat occasionally; indulging herself reading books; going to the nearest cafe for Strawberry cakes. Until one her best friend, Mikaela pleads with her to help in her job in a royal suite. All she needs to do is wear a nice dress, put on makeup and wait until Mikaela comes. But she hasn't signed up for a handsome, tall man to appear in the room in a tuxedo and demanding her to strip.

One wrong move. One dangerous mistake. Miley thought the worst betrayal she could ever face was walking in on her best friend and her boyfriend in bed together. But heartbreak was nothing compared to this—now the mafia wants her dead. The only man who can save her is the last one she should trust: Clifford Alfonso—her ex’s uncle. Cold. Ruthless. Sinfully handsome. His offer is as shocking as it is inescapable: “Marry me, so I can give you all the protection you need. Nothing more…” But nothing between them feels like nothing. His presence ignites heat she can’t ignore, his touch lingers longer than it should, and behind his hard gaze lies a temptation more dangerous than the bullets aimed at her. A marriage forged in blood and necessity. A chemistry that burns hotter with every stolen glance. In Clifford’s world, desire is dangerous… and falling for him might be the most reckless mistake of all.

After my stepsister, Jennifer Nichols, died in a tragic accident, Julian Asher hated me for ten whole years. He was the youngest star attorney in Vaxton Bay. He was always calm and composed, yet he never once hid his disgust toward me. I gave up everything for him: my education, my family, my friends, even the inheritance I was meant to receive. I stayed by his side through the grueling bar exam and the brutal early days of his career. But all he ever said was, "Miley, if you really want to please me, go ahead and die." The only woman he ever loved in this lifetime was my stepsister. And I realized that far too late. It wasn't until a fire broke out unexpectedly in the courthouse archives and I was trapped upstairs that something changed. Julian ran in to save me. The blaze devoured everything in its path. In the end, he shoved me out of the rubble. The collapsing steel beams crashed down on him. Blood spilled everywhere. Outside the operating room, I fell to my knees, begging the heavens to let him live. Before he died, he left me one final message with the doctor. "Miley, I hope we never meet again in the next life." At his funeral, his mother slapped me hard across the face—again and again. "You're a cursed wretch. Killing Jennifer wasn't enough for you; now you've killed my son too. I never should've agreed to let Julian marry you." His father dragged me to my knees by my hair, forcing me to kneel. "This is all my fault. I was too soft-hearted. Julian saved you three times, and all you ever brought him was misery!" Everyone believed I was the reason Julian died. And deep down, I believed it too. In the end, I slit my wrists and took my own life—only to awaken back in university, at the very moment we was supposed to get engaged. This time, I made a choice. I would not chase after him again. I would step aside and let him be with the one he loved most—my stepsister, Jennifer.

"Darling, this ends when you are entirely mine once more. I have a thousand ways of chasing you down. Some of which you won't enjoy." Her sultry, alpha voice makes Abel's body to stiffen. "Fuck off!" Abel hisses in a firm voice. ******* Vanessa Sterling, the beautiful billionaire owner of starlight styles, a fashion brand known to all elite circles, dumps her beautiful husband, Abel Blackwood, for his brother, Cyrus, who is fast becoming a renowned designer. She cruelly tells Abel, "Face it, you're a nobody. Cyrus is a talented designer that can elevate my brand," before handing him divorce papers which he grudgingly signs in shame before disappearing. Three years later, Abel Blackwood resurfaces as the most sought after male model. With his breathtaking, chiseled features and muscular physique, he has become the muse of top designers. Every major fashion house is clamoring to book him for their runway shows. Vanessa is stunned when she sees her ex-husband's beautiful face plastered across billboards and magazine covers. He is no longer the unknown man she once discarded. Many excellent women are chasing after him, including her friends and business rivals. But there isn't a woman on earth that can rival Vannesa's wits or determination Abel Blackwood will become hers again . . . or else...

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The day before our wedding, my fiancé Cyrus eloped with his long-lost love. I chased after him, but he shoved me away viciously, causing me to lose consciousness. When the doctor called him as my life was on the brink, all he did was scoff and say, “She’s just pretending again. In a coma? Hah, she’s still alive, isn’t she?” That moment, my heart shattered. After I was discharged from the hospital, I cancelled the wedding, just as he wanted. But then he began to regret it…

While cleaning Desmond Maynard's house, I accidentally knocked over his mother's keepsake. He once told me it was his most precious possession. But when I picked it up, hundreds of love letters spilled out. There were beautiful poems, passionate lyrics, and heartfelt confessions. He had written one letter a week without stopping. On the back of each one wrote a line: To My Love, Bunny. The nickname rang a bell. It was his junior in college. Things started to make sense. I slaved away for 13 years, running his household and caring for his family, but Desmond never even said he liked me. That was because he already had someone he liked. I sorted the letters by date, put them back, and grabbed my phone to make a call. "Mom, I'm in for the marriage proposal."