Novel & Cerita Depression Fighting Demons Quotes

A thousand years after the death of the guardians of the dark world,their destiny reunites them once more, with the goal to fight the aliens as prophesied in the ancient books, it's either they win the battle or disappear forever, but amidst the tension of the battle, erupt dark forbidden desires that would either destroy them for good or save their life to eternity.

I could hear his heart race as he spoke, my head pressed against his chest. “And were you pleased with what you found?” I asked, giving in to the urge to find out exactly what he thought of me. “I found you to be exactly what I had hoped for, after all these years. You’re smart, funny and generally adorable. You drive me insane with your stubbornness. You have a gorgeously alluring figure and a pure, sweet face. Most importantly, you’re someone who I could live with for the rest of eternity.” He squeezed me gently, running his fingers through my tangled hair. *** Seventeen year old Callista is just your average teenage girl, however when she starts to have strange dreams after coming into contact with a mysterious guy in a coma things become complicated: especially when she begins to suspect that he is trying to speak to her through her dreams. Launched into an alternate realm with Greek gods, succubi and all things mythological, Callista struggles to balance her new-found destiny and her life in the human realm.

Years after the ministry of the Disciples of Christ, men began losing faith and darkness plunged back into the hearts of men. The taste for power, the glory of strength and riches became god over men. Drunken with the rhythm to restore balance to the dying world, the Drokan clan and other groups rose to power all in the name of making the world a better place. In the chaos of the world, Elroy; a handsome young man, on his way in search of answers to his life finds himself in an obscure situation in the Western plains. Having lost his memories and captured, he is rescued by his child hood friend, Mira. After which both fled to the west-southwest plains were Elroy is introduced into Mira’s group, “Seekers squad”, from then dark secrets began unraveling as well as the terror of Elroy’s past.

An overnight conspiracy crowned me the ruler of East Millsdearne. A ruler unfit to rule, a ruler always questioned, and looked down upon as weak. Why? Because I am a woman. Princess Adria was a rebel. Since young, all she wanted was the power and respect in every eye that looked at her. But all she got was lust. Where the crown gave her the power, she still surged to get the respect. Respect that came laced with lust, loss, and sacrifices. Sacrifices that kept her away from the love of her life. Tangled in a journey to find and give what women deserve, Adria tangles her love life. Will she succumb to the power of the throne, or will she draw herself out? A tale of the queen, that deserved power, and love. The question is how will she hold onto both.

Pandora thought she would have a white picket fence and 2.5 kids with her highschool sweetheart. That was until he stood her up on their date and she caught him cheating. Newly divorced Pandora goes to Vegas and lets her hair down. A wild night with a stranger results in her waking up with a terrible hangover. Moreover, she couldn’t remember his name or what he looked like! Life after that should have been boring—apart from fighting off her ex-husband, and putting the mistress in her place. Who could have known that one night of passion would lead to unexpected and lifelong consequences. Now, Pandora needed to search for the baby of her father. But what is she to do when she is attracted to her doctor? Will she forget about the mystery man who made her laugh or will she start anew with this handsome and polite doctor? Will the demons of her past allow her a happily ever after?

“You drive me crazy, but I don’t mind being crazy for you,” Zane groaned, his fingers trailing my inner thighs, his ragged breaths hot against my skin. “Za…ne.. this… is wrong,” I stuttered, my voice low. “I’m… getting married to your uncle tomorrow..” In the cutthroat world of Chicago’s NHL, Zane Callahan rules the ice, his raw power hiding a past of dark secrets and betrayal. When rookie journalist Lila Harper is sent to interview the brooding hockey star, their clash sparks a firestorm of enmity and undeniable desire. As Lila fights to prove herself in a hostile newsroom, Zane battles his demons, their stolen kisses igniting a dangerous obsession. But a web of enemies—led by a vengeful twin and a manipulative predator—threatens to tear them apart. With secrets unraveling and lives on the line, Zane and Lila must confront their pasts to forge a love worth fighting for. Will they conquer the shadows, or will the ice claim their hearts?

Ariana Jonas, a girl who was fighting with her innerself to forget about the her past and move on in her life. Like a light of her life Zane saved her from her demons inside her mind. Zane Hudson was a billionaire and her boss,she worked as his personal assistant. Eventually they both fell in love deeply with each other. When she thought everything is going well in her life, Unexpectedly she was kidnapped by David, who was her good friend and Zane's client. He became very close to Zane and Ariana within few months. She couldn't believe he had done something like this. She tried to talk to him, but he was not ready to release her. When she got to know who actually David is she was scared like she saw a beast. Who is he? Why did he kidnapped her? What made her so scared of his real identity?

After running afoul of a vengeful former lover, an 18th-century aristocratic artist finds himself on the receiving end of a cruel and never-ending curse. Doomed for all eternity to rome the world as a savage beast every full moon and never see an end to his miserable life, distant and embittered he struggles with the nature of his own humanity in the ensuing years and the many women who had taken it upon themselves to love him despite his apparent curse even with little good their influence had on him following a series of tragic ends.

When I arrived at my wedding in my bridal gown, I found an octagonal fighting ring set up in the center of the stage. My fiance, Derek Hale, was holding the hand of his "girl bro," Chloe Shaw. With a smile, he handed me a pair of boxing gloves and explained, "Vivian, this is a tradition from my hometown. The bride has to get into the ring and wrestle one of the groomsmen for good luck. I asked Chloe to go up. Just play along for a minute." Looking at Chloe, who was always acting frail and sickly, I did not think much of it and stepped straight into the ring. But the next second, she threw an extremely professional spinning kick and knocked me unconscious with a severe concussion on the spot. When I woke up, I was paralyzed in a hospital bed. Derek stood there holding Chloe's hand and said to me, "Our relatives and friends gave us so much wedding money. The wedding can't go on without a bride. Chloe is willing to take care of me in your place. You're so kind, Vivian. You won't mind, right?" Under the torture of humiliation and severe depression, I pushed my wheelchair off the rooftop of our wedding home. When I opened my eyes again, I was back one month before the wedding. I turned around and knocked on the door of a national-level kickboxing champion training base. "Coach, if I trained for a month, can I punch someone's head open?"

My younger brother told me he was overwhelmed by school stress and had developed depression. I tried to help by encouraging him to seek treatment, drawing from my own experience with the illness. However, my mother blamed me, accusing me of passing the depression onto him. She took me to a witch, who locked me in the house. Every day, the witch used willow branches to drive away evil spirits, beating me until my skin was raw, forcing me to drink filthy water, and making me bleed. "This is the only way to banish the evil and bless your little brother." After enduring days of torment, my depression worsened, and I chose to end my life. However, when I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my brother first confessed his depression. I looked at my body—whole and unharmed. This time, I will make them pay for everything I endured.