Darkness In Light Quotes

Lauren was easily ready to admit defeat as her cousin was the first to walk down the aisle in her family. She had mentally prepared herself for a wedding weekend filled with family pity and snarky comments from the bride. That was until she met someone who was going to turn this weekend into an unforgettable event, and turn her life up-side-down!

She broke into his world to expose him. He tied her to his bed to claim her. When Justina Ashes sneaks into billionaire Carson Wills’ penthouse, she expects to leave with stolen secrets not wrists bound in silk and a ruthless man staring into her soul. Carson is powerful, magnetic, and dangerously obsessive. To the world, he’s untouchable. But in private, he hides a secret that could cost him everything. The little boy he calls his nephew is his son and he’ll do anything to keep him. Justina should hate him. After all, he’s the man she blames for her family’s ruin, the man she was sent to destroy. But hate burns into desire, desire into obsession, and soon she’s tangled in a web of lies, lust, and forbidden longing. Their deal is simple,a fake marriage to save his child. But their hearts? Anything but simple. When secrets explode her hidden identity as his best friend’s sister, his hidden son their passion becomes the most dangerous game of all. In a world of money, power, and silk ties, can love survive the truth?

“In the world full of chaos, two hearts meet.” Dr. Elio Sierra's life falls apart after his wife dies giving birth to their twins. Consumed by grief, he withdraws from his children and career. Desperate to help, his cousin hires Veronikka, a compassionate nurse who eerily resembles Elio's late wife, to care for the twins. Veronikka's presence and nurturing nature slowly break through Elio's emotional barriers, forcing him to confront his pain and begin healing. Will they maintain their professionalism, or will they cross boundaries just to be each other's sunshine in the rain?

My brother, Theo Sorento, died in a plane crash on his way back home just to celebrate my birthday. They never found his body—only wreckage. Ever since, my parents forced me to kneel in front of his grave every year on my birthday, demanding that I repent for surviving when he didn’t. Then came my eighteenth birthday. I realized someone was following me. Panicked, I sent a few messages asking for help. Just then, Mom called, not to check on me but to lash out. “I know exactly what you're doing. You’re just making up excuses so you don’t have to kneel in front of your brother’s grave! You’re a liar. Why wasn’t it you who died instead of him? You’re a walking curse!” Before my phone was smashed under a boot, the last thing I heard was the cold click of her hanging up. Then, I was cut up into pieces, and what was left of me was tossed across the city. My father, the lead forensic pathologist on my case, didn’t even recognize me. Later, Theo returned alive with his wife, whom he had eloped with eight years ago. When they found out the pile of rotting flesh was me, they all went insane.

Life was steady—maybe not ideal, but manageable—for Evelyn Morgan, the overlooked daughter of a powerful business magnate and his unforgiving wife. Evelyn’s world revolves around a thankless life in the Morgan Mansion, where she's treated as little more than a maid, despite being family by blood. But everything changes the night her glamorous sister Diane, the chosen heiress, vanishes without a trace, leaving Evelyn with an unexpected and weighty responsibility. To save her family’s reputation and future, Evelyn must step in as Diane’s replacement, meeting with the mysterious and notoriously wealthy Mr. Volkow. Rumored to be a crippled recluse, he is nothing like she expected—gorgeous, intense, and unnervingly sharp. Evelyn quickly realizes her life will never be quite the same, especially as she navigates a world where her role and her heart seem more complicated than she ever imagined. But with each encounter, Evelyn begins to wonder if she’s in over her head...

In university, it was common to play games and spice up the school life. But at work? Oh hell no! Reigna Amethyst was a typical office worker, not until she found her boyfriend cheating with her older sister. And, with a little twist, her heartbroken self was picked up by a cute kid who led her to her boss, the cold and detached CEO of XCC corp., Carlisle Amoroso. "I have to keep an eye on you." intimidatingly, he closed their distance, a gleam of malice and threat evident in his piercing green orbs. "Speak about my son and you'll regret it your entire life." To keep his secret to the world, along with the newfound spark of entertainment by messing with the innocent Reigna, Carlisle made themselves a player of the game '7 minutes in heaven' to have all sorts of reason to keep her close. "Secretaries don't do this, sir..." flustered, she sat on his lap with hesitancy in her flushed face. Can her gentle heart keep up with the lust incarnate himself? And oh...what if there's another twist? Carlisle's ex, the birth mother, returns?

While working with the search and rescue team to save people trapped in an earthquake, an aftershock suddenly struck. Without hesitation, I pushed a hospital intern, Serena, out of the way. However, the force of the movement sent me to the ground, where a steel rod pierced my back, leaving me unable to move. When the aftershock ended, my husband, Derrick, came down with the others. Yet, instead of coming to me, he rushed to cradle Serena, who only had a few scrapes. Then he turned to glare at me. “What are you still sitting there for? Are you dead? Serena’s hurt, and you can’t even help her up?!” I was in so much pain I could barely speak, only able to force out a faint sound. “Honey, I… I’ve got a steel rod in my back… Please… help me.” Serena suddenly burst into tears in fear. “Mr. Nelson, I was so scared. Just now, Ms. Jones pushed me forward. If I hadn’t shifted direction, that huge rock would’ve crushed me!” Derrick, furious, shouted at me. “Gwen! You’re a doctor! What about your ethics? Your humanity?” Tears streamed down my face as I shook my head. “I didn’t. Please, just save me. I really can’t move…” One of the medical team members who came down with him checked my condition and looked worried. “Director Nelson, the steel rod seems to have pierced her spine. If we don’t treat her now, there’s a risk of paraplegia!” However, Derrick yanked him aside. “Save her? Let her walk herself! Gwen, we’re saving lives right now. If you want to act, I’ll put on a show with you when we get home! “Serena’s injured. Since there’s only one stretcher, we’re taking her up. You can walk up on your own.” His cold, departing back left me in utter despair.

Justin Yuri De Luca, a Half Italian and Half Filipino Cold-blooded Mafia King. Brutal and Powerful! He will pretend to be a weak, vain, and innocent errand boy for the Notorious Mafia Queen Angela Winona Celeste. A face of an Angel that got the moves of the Devil. Pretending to be a low-key person infiltrating the opponent's territory. His biggest mission is to kill the last successor of their Family's mortal enemy that dominate the Mafia World. Along with the so-called mission. He didn't think that his cold-blooded heart will melt and become warm. What will he gonna choose? His mission or his heart? Can he kill the Mafia Queen or He's going to die because of her? Find out!

"Does he treat you well?" "Indeed," she murmured, however I could see a glimmer of weakness in her expressive doe eyes. So I inclined considerably nearer. So close that I could hear her flighty heart beats. "Allow me to reword that. Does he fulfill you, Bambi?" Her absence of a response let me know what I had to be aware of. "You're excessively really great for him," I mumbled. Her hair felt so delicate against the tip of my nose, and her fragrance caused me to desire her like never before. I really wanted her. Be that as it may, in particular, I expected to show her how such a delightful goddess ought to be dealt with..

I live alone. At eleven o'clock on a rainy night, an unexpected call came through. The voice on the other end said my car window was left open and urged me to go downstairs. Cautious as a woman should be, I didn't act rashly. Instead, I called the property security office, only to discover that even the security was fake. It hit me suddenly—I was ensnared in a vast conspiracy. Someone was orchestrating all of this. But for what purpose?