Deepest Love Quotes

After her divorce and a series of toxic relationships, Margot Simmins ... not her real name ... was done. Free-spirited, and a hippie at heart, she never wanted to be attached to anyone or anything anymore, not even for a job. She works as a freelancer, and resorted to one-night-stands for a free, no strings attached, good lay, for one night only. No drama and life were good. And then she met Richard, who seemed reluctant to join in her fun, not having a clue that he was actually a very well-known reclusive billionaire that will change her life forever.

Out of curiosity, a young woman engaged to be married sneaks off to a blind date to meet a man she has been secretly communicating with, but he is not what she expected and she finds herself in trouble as it leads her and her possessive Fiancé to take an oath of Fidelity which in dismay, she later discovers cannot be broken.

In a relationship, Bella cannot be completely honest with her lover. Not sure that love will not change. That love can solve problems. That she can love and accept herself. Bella is in a relationship with the most popular student in school. But she lives a love life full of lies in front of her boyfriend.

Carolyn Okoli never asked to be noticed. She was just a scholarship student, an outsider among the wealthy elites of Covent High. All she wanted was to study, survive, and stay invisible. But from the moment she stepped into the school, she made an enemy out of the worst possible person—J.J. Johnson. J.J. is ruthless, untouchable, and feared by everyone. As the heir to the Johnson Empire, he controls the school with a smirk and a whisper, deciding who rises and who falls. When Carolyn dares to stand up to him, he makes it his personal mission to break her.

18+ Reo considers Jack as his love. Meanwhile, Jack considers Reo just a strange friend as well as a momentary lust satisfaction The two of them are connected in a same-sex love story. Reo plays with feelings, and Jack plays with lust. The universe is betting on them both. Looking for who won, and lost in this love story.

After a passionate night, my childhood sweetheart, Jack Jenner, thoughtfully prepared birth control pills for me. I held his wrist and pleaded coquettishly, "The pills are bitter. I don't want to take them. Let's just get married if I get pregnant." Jack patted my head and chuckled. "Don't be silly. Childbirth is much worse than taking pills. Besides, I'm getting engaged on Sunday. Whose child would it be if you gave birth?" I froze as he casually kissed my forehead, gently coaxing me, "My darling Ariana, pack up your things and take them with you. We can't fool around like this anymore. My fiancée asked me to be chaste." I numbly threw the things into the trash can and dialed my father's number. "I'll marry him."

" I have signed the divorce papers. Take this money and get lost from here. Never show me your slutty face again," He said rudely throwing some money on my face. His every word pierced through my heart like arrows. I looked at the notes which were scattered on the floor. Tears formed in my eyes but I controlled them. A painful chuckle left my mouth. " So, it's your final decision?" I again asked controlling my tears. A little hope was still inside me that he will believe me. He replied making a disgusted face," Yes. It's my final decision. I was a fool to love a character less woman like you. I have freed you. Now, you can whore around without any interruption." ********* He was right in his place and she was also right in her place. Then, who was at fault? Join Shivansh and Niyati's journey to know how a sweet love story turned into a bitter love story. Will these two broken hearts heal ever or destiny has something else planned for them. . . . I am not a native English speaker. Please pardon my mistakes. If you believe in redemption and second chance then this book won't disappoint you.

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

Lexia is an inspiring script writer in a TV/Network company. She suffered amnesia due to a dangerous accident year back, yet she survived. A lot of her memories are missing, including the one with her special someone. Rage is a famous international artist he came back to Philippines and decided to continue his career, even though he's already a big name internationally. Not until he met Lexia again, the women he love and still does. The reason for his everything. They meet again where Lexia's working. But due to his memory she can't remember him now. The question is — will they find each other's arm despite Lexia memory loss? Or they encounter a new conflict in their relationship again?

"We shouldn't be doing this" "I'll be the one calling the shots honey, bend over." Kiara has never been one to mess around. Being the daughter of the CEO of Lux Empire, she has it all. But, she works hard, lives a silent life, and gets by happily. When Luca Ettore, her father’s best friend, slips into it, she isn’t sure how to go about it. The sexual tension is undeniable, and the way he makes her feel is illicit. It’s a mess, a whirlwind of love and pain, tears and shocking revelations as they travel through a timeline of their own. Will their love rise above societal expectations? Or will it all come crashing down?