Crying Eye Drawing

I'm just a wolf-less omega bitch and a fuck-up Cromwell that's descended from a dirty rogue. No wonder my pack and my own mother... think I'm the one that killed my father. But, I didn't... kill my father. I wound never kill him. He was my only friend in this pack. The only one I could relate to. I had no friends... I only had my dad. And, since I only had him... when he was gone I had no one. So, I spend my lonely hours dedicating my life to studies. I graduated early from High School with an outstanding GPA. But, even that never impressed my mother enough. So, When it came down to it... My mother didn't hesitate to accuse me of my father's death. Her hatred for me was unspoken until that moment. The moment she caught me pulling a knife out of my father's chest. It was buried in deep. And, when I got it out... I heard her horrid scream. One that was dramatic. I was forced to break eye contact from my father's corpse to see her standing on the kitchen's edge. Her hands on her cheeks. A gray and sickly color caked on her face. She could have fainted any second. "What have you done?"

Veronica Cruz has been through hell and back. After disconnecting with the world two years ago to be at the side of her dying mother, she’s left alone, unemployed, overweight, and feeling a decade older than her twenty-eight years. When her best friend coaxes her into joining the local gym, she meets Noah. Noah is everything she expected a young trainer to be—perfectly chiseled, supportive and motivating. There's just one glaring problem: Noah is eight years younger.Noah Quintanilla has his eye on a boxing title—someday. Down for a few months with an injury, he is finally given the opportunity to train. Noah stumbles into one of the closest friendships he’s ever known, and before he knows it, he’s in love. But Veronica’s not having it—the age difference is too much. Their platonic relationship means having to watch her date other men—something that would make him crazy.Noah is created by Elizabeth Reyes, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

He's Alpha Vladimir Albert Darkclaw when he's in his pack and Lord Marino Jenkins to the underworld Mafia. He's a mafia lord which everyone summit's to. Although they have other mafia Lords in Russia but they all summit to him alone. A 26 years old Lucifer........ No one messes with him and lives the next second. He buys and changes slaves like a toy. The only Alpha who taught his wolf Annihilator how feed on humans. Alpha of Feral Fury Pack, where the Pack members prays for his regime to be over but it just begun. Trained by Devil's them selves, what do you expect. He's nicknamed Lucifer......... .......................... April Lopez, an innocent girl sold to the Devil for money. She endured all kinds of torture from the Clan members until the Devil came back. An innocent act of her's made her became his personal possession, his personal slave. His to torture..... His to spoil and corrupt ...... His to fuck......... His to kill......... ******************** " Strip and position yourself in a doggy style on that dresser" he thundered dangerously, glaring at the innocent girl Infront of him who doesn't seem to understand what he's saying.... " I don't understand" she stammered with fear, trying to act strong but her voice and body failed her wildly " I won't repeat myself again" he yelled this time, causing her to start crying silently. " I don't understand the meaning of the word strip or doggy style" she cried, while Vlad stared at her coldly. How will the innocent April cope in world filled with darkness and corruption? Will she be able to escape from him or die in darkness? Will his revenge be completed knowing that he has started growing a strange feeling for the daughter of person that killed his family on that bloody night?

Quinlan Torres has responsibilities - one more year of college, a brother who needs a lot of extra supervision, and a best friend in the middle of a hostile takeover of her late father's company. The best thing for her to do would be to keep her head down, her eye on the ball, and her mind clear of any distractions. Problem is, her best friend's boyfriend has this brother...

"Green eye color is the rarest color found around the world, and it is estimated that only around 2% of the world's population has green colored eyes." After Chloe Benson's ex cheated on her, she hated him. A lot. She hated everything about him. The way he talks, the way he walks, the way he speaks and many more. There was one thing that she hated most about him, however. His forest green eyes. Maybe that's why when she saw Brayden Nicholas, she gains an instant hatred for him. Just because he had the same shade of eyes just like her ex, forest green. Brayden, however, is the most-liked and popular boy in the school. He could not accept the fact that one simple girl, just as Chloe herself, hated him. And so, both parties had their very own missions. For Brayden: to make sure Chloe likes him, even as an acquaintance. For Chloe: to stay far away from Braydon and erase every possible memory of her ex. But after some twists here and there, can it really be done?

"But all these scars, they will always remind you of the beast that I am." He said in a hushed tones, caressing the scars on her face. "Not when they can be turned into beautiful scars." Her response echoed with confusion and incredulity to him. How could all the pain he had inflicted on her turn into something good? A broken and desperate, depressed Billionaire, and the poorest of all naive girl who just lost everything in a blink of an eye, and her mother just traded her like a piece of trash. They are to be bound together by a contract as husband and wife for just five months. Everything seems to be under control, until one night of total madness that complicates everything. She had done and sacrificed so much for him, asking nothing in return or ever complaining. In return, he asked for one night to treat her like the loving wife she is supposed to be. One night they surrendered and lost their souls to each other, marking the beginning of their unquenchable thirsts for each other. In the short run, a bond is formed. What happens if the two of them break the major rule of the contract? Who will bear the blame? What's the punishment for such an offense? When feelings arise, can they embrace them? But what happens when his real love returns? His crush. His first love. The one he once went insane for. She doesn't return empty-handed. She is seven months pregnant with the son he thought she lost. What will he do? Wait... His passionate nights with his contract wife bore fruits too. She is expecting his child. Will he marry both of them, or who will he choose?

Malik has never been the one to follow rules but after a life threatening incident, he’s assigned a bodyguard that has to be with him 24/7. And he hates it. Steel guns, bloody bullets and staring death right into the eyes, he has no fear. Wilder Thompson is entrusted to keep an eye on the popular pop-star. Bring together 24/7 every day meant having their decisions and wants clash all the time. Both have a different meaning of life but there’s something that will change their lives in a good positive way and steer them together.

After eight years together, I took a hit for my surgeon boyfriend. Milton Woodard vowed I could ask for anything. Everyone assumed I'd seize the chance to propose, locking him down for good. Instead, I looked him in the eye and said, "Let's break up." Then I walked away without a backward glance. Milton smirked, betting with his buddies that I'd come crawling back in under three days, calling me a desperate lapdog chasing his attention. He was dead wrong because I'd been reborn. In my last life, I proposed to him and won. Overwhelmed by the news, his first love threw herself off a rooftop and killed herself. Milton unleashed his grief-fueled rage on me. On our wedding night, he slashed my face and locked me in a dank, claustrophobic basement. When I got pregnant, he force-fed me supplements until the baby grew too big for me to deliver. I hemorrhaged, torn apart, and died in agony on the birthing table. Now, reborn on the day I saved his life, I was done playing his fool.

A young doctor who has had to work hard at overcoming her unusual upbringing from leaving a religious organization when she was thirteen and then adjusting to the outside world. She is transferred to a new place but it was close to her orginal home. She went exploring and everything in her life changes. She is lured to a building by someone asking for help. When she enters the building the world falls apart around her. Then in the blink of an eye when she meets someone else who comes from the same group that she lived with, but never lived among them. He wants to learn about it to understand his parents. While they figure out all that is around them they find love as well. The two find something that they were missing in the other as they build on a friendship they didn't know they needed.

The day I decided to donate my body to science, my family gathered around my adopted sister, Hailey, celebrating her acceptance into a cutting-edge experimental treatment program. The one with brain cancer was supposed to be me. But Hailey used my husband Zane's position at the hospital to swap her healthy medical records with my terminal diagnosis, stealing the one chance I had to survive. And the worst part? Everyone cheered her on. The pain became too much. I fought to stay present, only to overhear the nurses whispering, "It's a good thing Dr. Zane secured that spot for Hailey. They said she only had three days left." So, in the last 72 hours of my life, I quietly let go of everything. When I gave Hailey the original manuscripts of my novels I had poured my heart and soul into, my father and brother gave me a satisfied smile. When Zane decided to grant Hailey her dying wish by marrying her, he handed me the divorce papers. I signed without a moment's hesitation. He sighed and praised me for finally being "so reasonable." And when I was the one who coaxed our daughter, Olivia, into calling Hailey "Mommy," Olivia gushed that her new mom was the best. "Don't worry," Zane soothed. "We're just keeping it safe for now. Once she's gone, it'll all come back to you." I gave Hailey everything I had, just like they wanted. So why, when they find out this was all Hailey's vicious lie, do they come crying, saying I'm the one they wanted all along?