Affection Synonym

He was an arrogant and cold man but he cherished her the most. She was beautiful and innocent. She felt safe only in his strong arms as he used to protect her from the cruelty and ugliness of the world. "Why are you so good to me?", she used to ask him while blinking her beautiful and innocent eyes. "Because you live here", he pointed at his heart. But life is not a fairytale for everyone. "Sky! Where are you going??", Elliot asked her while grabbing her arm. "I can't live here anymore", Sky said as she stood in the heavy rain. "But where will you go??", he panicked. "I don't have any home now, everyone has abandoned me. I'll go wherever destiny takes me", Sky said as she looked away. "But, didn't you say? I'm your home." Elliot asked with immense love and affection in his eyes. Sky bit her lips for a while but then she asked, " what about your family?" "You are my family Sky!!! You're my everything." Elliot held her tightly as he said that. Finally she smiled while crying heavily as she hugged him back, thinking about him being the only person she could trust. As she was sure, he won't abandon her no matter what. But, no one knows what future holds for them! A shadow sneered while looking at them, "I'll see how long she's gonna stay here, I'll make her life a living hell!" She took out her phone and dialled someone's number, "Is it Sean Hill?" "Yes, who's this?", the man asked arrogantly. "I know who you've been searching for your whole life! And I guess, I've found her", she said with an evil smile as she looked at the two figures embracing each other in the heavy rain.

Trois alpha magnifiques, possessifs et exagérés qui veulent me partager, qui veulent me punir. Je suis une mauvaise fille, une très, très mauvaise fille et j'ai des vues sur les frères Maxwell. Ce sont trois des milliardaires les plus en vogue de New York et ce sont aussi mes patrons. J'ai toujours rêvé d'être prise par plus d'un homme, mais je n'aurais jamais pensé en vouloir trois. Je m'étais réservé pour quelqu'un d'extraordinaire et je n'aurais jamais pensé trouver trois de ces hommes. Il y a Jake, l'alpha dominant, qui veut me fesser. Micah, l'alpha sensible qui exprime son de l'affection de manière romantique avec ma bouche d'une manière qu'aucun homme n'a jamais faite auparavant et au moins nous oublions Trevor le plaisir, essayez n'importe quoi alpha, il est prêt à tout essayer, au moins une fois. Lorsqu'ils découvrent que leur adorable petite assistante est encore vierge et mieux encore, qu'elle a quelques fantasmes à réaliser, ils ne promettent que du plaisir, mêlé d'un peu de punition. Les mauvaises filles reçoivent une fessée, les bonnes filles reçoivent une fessée et baisé et même si je veux être une mauvaise fille, je les veux définitivement toutes les trois en même temps.

Elena had once believed that silence could mean safety. That a gentle hand and a warm cup of tea placed quietly on her desk every morning could be a form of love. Lucien was never cruel—not in the obvious ways. He remembered how she liked her eggs, noticed when she swapped her perfume, and sent flowers on days he knew she wouldn’t expect them. He raised her like one would raise a pet—softly, without question. And Elena, foolish in the way only the very lonely can be, mistook his quiet affection for devotion. She told herself he was reserved. Mysterious. That love didn’t always wear its heart on its sleeve. But when the old flame returned—the one who spoke his language without needing to try—Elena saw it. The difference. He looked at her like a man who had found his lost religion. And Elena? She had simply been convenient. No tears, no scene. Just papers on the breakfast table, beside the eggs he cooked perfectly. She didn’t accuse or beg. She only asked for freedom. He didn’t sign. He chuckled. A soft, dismissive sound. “A cat raised indoors doesn’t know how to survive on the street, Elena. You’ll come back." But she didn’t. She disappeared, like smoke—except she didn’t vanish, not really. She lived. She wore colour again. Laughed at bad jokes. Let strange men hand her coffee and ask for her number. Lucien? He watched. He watched her become someone without him. And it drove him mad. The night he cornered her outside the gallery, rain in his hair and desperation in his eyes, he looked like a man undone. "Elena," he breathed, "please. Look at me. Just once." She did. Calm as ever, and her love already gone.

Aïcha mène une vie paisible et lumineuse dans son quartier animé, rythmée par les livres, les discussions passionnées et l’affection des habitants. Chaque jour, elle trouve dans les petits riens un sourire échangé, un mot offert, une histoire partagée la matière d’un bonheur simple et profond. Entourée de sa meilleure amie Samira, elle s’épanouit dans un univers où la littérature est reine. Lors d’une soirée au centre culturel, son talent de lectrice captive l’auditoire et attire l’attention d’un éditeur, faisant naître en elle une nouvelle ambition : écrire, et être lue. Mais derrière cette harmonie apparente, une nuit laissera une cicatrice. Aïcha sera agressée , violée , brisée dans le silence, contrainte d’avancer en masquant sa douleur. Mais elle survivra. Reconstruit, elle aimera la vie à nouveau. Jusqu’au jour où le destin la confronte à l’inimaginable. Elle rencontre un homme. Attentif. Brillant. Troublant. Elle tombe amoureuse, lentement, intensément… sans savoir qu’il est l’auteur du cauchemar de sa jeunesse. Lui, en revanche, n’a jamais oublié son visage. “L’Ombre du Destin” est un roman déchirant et lumineux, un voyage au cœur de la résilience, de l’ambiguïté des sentiments, et de cette frontière floue entre amour, mémoire et trahison. Une histoire forte, dérangeante, bouleversante où chaque émotion porte le poids du non-dit.

Catarina Piromalli est une jeune femme dont la vie a été marquée par la tragédie depuis son enfance. À l'âge de quatre ans, elle a été témoin de la perte de ses parents, Beatrice et Andrea Piromalli, dans un terrible accident de voiture lors d'une poursuite. Cependant, son destin a pris un tournant inattendu lorsque Don Salvatore Mancuso, le puissant chef de la Ndrangheta, l'a sauvée du chaos de cette nuit fatidique. Catarina a grandi à l'ombre de la Ndrangheta, élevée comme une fille adoptive par la famille Mancuso. Cependant, la vie de Catarina a pris un tournant inattendu lorsque Dante, l'héritier des affaires de la famille Mancuso, qui avait auparavant montré un profond mépris pour elle, a surpris tout le monde en confessant son amour pour elle le jour de son dix-huitième anniversaire. Le dilemme de Catarina s'est intensifié lorsqu'elle a réalisé que son affection pour Dante grandissait également, malgré leur éducation comme frère et sœur. Leur amour interdit a défié non seulement les règles de la mafia, mais aussi les plans que Don Salvatore avait pour l'avenir de son fils, des plans qui n'incluaient pas une relation avec Catarina. Catarina et Dante sont sur le point de faire face à des choix difficiles qui façonneront non seulement le cours de leurs vies, mais aussi le destin de la Ndrangheta, alors qu'ils essaient de trouver un moyen de vivre l'amour interdit qu'ils ressentent l'un pour l'autre.

My mate Garrett inherited the Alpha position after his brother, the former Alpha of the Silver Claw Pack, was killed in the war against the Rogue wolves. And along with it, he inherited his sister-in-law Sarah. From that day forward, he gave me his love, but gave his resources and privileges to his sister-in-law. He claimed she would face cruelty from pack members without the protection of an Alpha, so he took her to Moonhaven Sanctuary—the most secure settlement in the entire Northern Territory—while leaving me behind in the abandoned, low-ranking wastelands of our pack. Every month, he wrote me five letters expressing his longing and affection, yet gave all hunting spoils and money to his sister-in-law. When Rogue wolves invaded, my mate dispatched the pack's strongest forces to protect her and her two children, while my two pups didn't even wait for my return from the hunt. They died cold and hungry, torn apart and devoured by Rogue wolves. Later, I finally managed to wait for my mate Garrett's return. He didn't shed a single tear for our children and told me he wanted to break our bond. "Ember, Sarah can’t keep Luna position anymore so that she can't enjoy the privileges that come with it. My brother died protecting me, so I must protect his widow and her children. " "Don't worry, once her children grow up safe and strong enough, I'll break the bond with her and re-establish our mate bond, because I only love you." He continued. The backlash from the broken bond tortured me until I was barely alive, and I ended my own life. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day my pups were brutally killed. This time, I didn't leave my children to go hunting. Instead, I took them with me to claim everything that rightfully belonged to us...

For as long as Isabel can remember, she’s been a rogue. Her parents are deceased; she has no pack, no mate, and no one at all except for her older brother Ben.But, during a routine errand gone wrong, Isabel stumbles onto a pack’s territory and comes face to face with a fierce—and devastatingly attractive—shifter the likes of which she’s never seen or felt. Isabel is certain this is her mate. Isabel embarks on the kind of life she’s only dreamed of. After overcoming the betrayal and lies of her past, Isabel finally feels like she belongs. She’s engaged to be married to the love of her life, James, closer than ever to her brother, Ben, and has become a respected member of the pack. Until the unthinkable happens. In an instant, Isabel loses everything. Now, she’s driven by two forces: her need for revenge and her love for her daughterWhen Isabel is kidnapped by the arrogant and handsome demon king, she proves to be a rebellious prisoner. But, even as she is determined to see him only as a villain, she can't help but feel her heart soften against the powerful demon king. Despite her suffering, Isabel adapts to life in the demon caste. Despite herself, she shares moments of affection with the demon king. With insights from the castle staff, she discovers the hidden history of the Righ. Isabel can’t help but wonder what else the elves, her supposed protectors and friends, might be hiding from her. In a moment, her world turns upside down. Will Balin, once her love, become her enemy?With the demon king fatally injured, it is up to Isabel to save him—a feat she can only accomplish by accepting their true mate bond that eclipses millenniums. However, as she learns to love her true mate, she notices danger on the horizon, and those that want to destroy their bond will stop at nothing to do so. The fate of the demon king—and the universe—rests in Isabel’s hands. Now, she must embark on a quest to uncover her true destiny.

I died on the day I was supposed to form a mate bond with Alpha Ragnar. Since I did not show up, he went ahead and performed the ceremony with his childhood sweetheart, Nina. “Selena has already been marked by me, yet she still threw caution to the wind and cheated with a rogue. Her betrayal has brought shame upon us. She’s not worthy of being the pack’s Luna!” With just one careless sentence, Ragnar made my family a disgrace of the pack. My father was once a great warrior of the pack. He lost his wolf saving Ragnar, only to be drowned in a river as punishment for supposedly failing to discipline his own daughter. Our blood bond allowed me to feel his pain. However, I had been locked in a sealed, abandoned interrogation room—a silver cage. The mechanism inside was accidentally triggered, and thick poisonous gas filled the space. It killed me slowly and painfully. After my soul left my body, I appeared beside Ragnar and heard him say to Nina, “Thanks for your help today. If Selena hadn’t acted so foolishly, you wouldn’t have had to take her place in the ceremony. Ever since I marked her, she’s been getting bolder, thinking my affection gives her a free pass. How dare she skip such an important ceremony?!” However, the noble Alpha Ragnar seemed to have forgotten something. Just seven days ago, he threw me into a silver cage meant only for the most dangerous criminals to appease Nina. “You hurt Nina, so you must face the consequences. Take these three days to reflect. If you still won't admit your mistake, then don’t even think about ever leaving this place for the rest of your life.” I waited three days and then three more. The poisonous gas and silver ate away at my body, corroding me from the outside in. I endured seven days of unbearable pain before I finally died. When my body was found, it had been so ravaged by the poison that I was unrecognizable. As for the arrogant Alpha? He had completely lost his mind.

Beverly Sinclair and Evan Gray have loved each other for ten years, and they've been married for six. To everyone else, Evan seems madly in love with Beverly. He's devoted, gentle, and basically the perfect husband. But it's only when his mistress shows up at her door that Beverly realizes it was all a cruel joke. He's been cheating for five years, and he even has an illegitimate child. He keeps the other woman right under Beverly's nose, all while wearing the mask of a loving husband. He says he loves her—even more than life itself. But how is this love? Evan hides behind layers of fake affection, dragging everyone around him into the charade, all so he can build the illusion of a perfect marriage. Even Beverly's son has been lying to her. It's a double betrayal from father and son, especially when they act like the mistress is the one who completes the family. Utterly devastated, Beverly decides she's done with this. She returns to her classified team and leaves behind the absurd, hollow life that never truly belonged to her. When the one-month notice period ends, she disappears completely, vanishing from the world without a trace. From that moment on, Evan never sees Beverly again. ... Evan loves Beverly to his core. He was just too afraid to lose her, yet that fear turned their marriage into a tragedy. He thought he hid it well. He thought their marriage was still blissful and that the woman he loved so deeply would never discover the truth. But it's only after Beverly vanishes from his world that he realizes just how wrong he was. Evan breaks down, losing his sanity. He gives up everything. He jumps through hoops and kneels before every god he can find, begging for just one more glance from her. With red eyes and shaking hands, he pleads, "Can you please... love me once more?" However, the truth is that a late apology is worth less than nothing. Beverly already has someone new in her life. There's no place left for Evan or their son.

« Je t'ai aimé. Je tenais à toi. J'ai tout abandonné pour toi, mais tu m'as pris mon rêve et tu l'as confié à quelqu'un d'autre. » Je soutins son regard avec une telle intensité en m'approchant de lui qu'il tituba en arrière. « Tu m'as trahie, comme si ce n'était pas suffisant. Tu as essayé de me tuer, mais voilà la différence entre toi et moi, Tyler : je ne vais pas te donner le luxe de la mort, je vais te faire regarder brûler tout ce qui t'est cher. » « Je vais te faire regarder brûler ! » **** Trahie par l'homme même pour qui elle avait tant sacrifié, Luna, autrefois compréhensive et attentionnée, de la meute de Wolfhound, est rejetée par son mari pour une autre qu'il croyait être sa compagne. Alors qu'elle fuit pour sauver sa vie, un accident lui vole la mémoire pendant un court instant. Mais que se passe-t-il lorsque l'homme qui lui a planté un couteau si profondément dans le dos qu'il lui a blessé le cœur de manière irréversible réapparaît soudainement devant elle avec un titre qui lui revient de droit ? Les Alphas des Triplettes sont son seul espoir. Alors, lorsque ses anciennes aventures sexuelles d'esclave sexuelle se transforment en un plan de vengeance, Celeste doit gérer le désir et l'affection qu'elle ressent pour les frères afin d'atteindre son objectif à tout prix. Mais s'agira-t-il vraiment de vengeance ou leur relation va-t-elle se transformer en quelque chose d'inattendu ?