Describe Yourself Quotes

“Hope you are neat in there.” He croaked. I was speechless for some moment. I tried to figure out what to say to convince him but my head was blank. “It's time.” The master announced. “Mark bundled her into my bedroom.” Tiny tremor ran over my skin when I heard those words. “Please don't do this to me. I'm begging you.” I pleaded. Tears were cascading from my eyes as Mark, one of the guys carried me up in a bridal style and laid me on the bed. The lights were turned off, not giving me an opportunity to see the man's face. This must be hell on earth. Mark left and the master came in, shutting the door behind him. Patricia has been forced into a marriage she wasn't ready for. She's faced with a plethora of challenges ranging from her kidnap, a mysterious woman taking over her home and her mother being her husband's mistress. It was hell on earth. Immerse yourself with this book to find out more suspense, drama and surprising twists.

His hand slid beneath my dress, fingers curling around my thighs with a possessive grip. "I always knew that scumbag couldn't treat you right," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips traced a slow path from my jaw to my neck. "Still can't figure out what you ever saw in him." I drew in a shaky breath as his hands moved higher, fingertips brushing the band of my panties, sending a jolt of heat through me. "Women like you are prizes, Sienna," he whispered against my lips, the words melting into my skin. My grip on his shirt tightened, knuckles white. "And prizes? They're meant to be fucking claimed. Owned." In the haze of intoxication, Alexander Grayson looked like the most beautiful thing on Earth—or perhaps he really was. "Can... can you make me forget about Ryatt?" I breathed, my voice trembling. A smirk tugged at his lips, dark and predatory, as his hand slid inside my panties, finding the heat of my wet, aching pussy. A soft moan escaped me, and I clung to him, every nerve alight."I'll make you forget about yourself, flower," with that he crushed his lips to mine. *** From the moment I met Alexander Grayson, I despised him with everything I had. But when with fate's cruel sense of humor he forced his way into my life, everything changed. He was everything I loathed—a womanizer, a violent monster, a spoiled heir with an ego larger than life itself. He should have meant nothing to me. Yet, I learned the truth the hard way: nothing about Alexander Grayson was ever simple. Alex dragged me into the hell he'd created, where he sat as the devil on the throne of darkness And the most terrifying part? I didn’t want to….escape.

Our eyes never lie, no matter how hard we try. “But you're my sister, Camila. You're my fucking sister and you and I know we shouldn't be doing this” He finally found his oral freedom, but I wasn't the one to be subdued, neither was I the one to give up easily, not when I have nursed the fetish fantasy of making out with my twin brother ever since I turned 18. We turned 18, and here I was, with him. After a year of being apart. Just before our 24th birthday, I had tried talking with a few friends of mine, Carolyn inclusive who had done nothing but to ignite more fire into the passion. “Girl, you need to take your chance! Take those chances baby girl. Your brother is hot! Very hot and you, only you alone can have him and you can do that all to yourself” Maybe she was right. Maybe she was wrong. I couldn't tell, all I knew was that I wanted to satisfy my curiosity.

“You're still my wife! ”Ryan yelled clutching onto her arm. “ oh please, spare me that crap”. Valerie said, rolling her. eyes. ” Can we at least talk ?”. He asked her Instead, she yanked her arm from his, and without a second glance or word she turned to leave, but then she halted and turned to him. “ I'm going to make this very clear and I'll do it once only, the Valerie you are looking for is dead and long gone, so stop following me about because I won't hesitate to deal with you, now if you'll excuse me I have better things to do with my time “. Valerie said and turned to leave. “ I looked for you Val, I did. I searched for you for three whole years. None one knew where you were, what else could I have done !”. He yelled. “ we’re still married you know, I did not sign those papers“, Ryan told her. “ see yourself out of my house and don't show your face around here again “. And she left. “Oh, but we will see each other again very soon “, he smirked. **************************************************** Valerie and Ryan’s marriage wasn’t near perfect .Ryan, forced to leave his girlfriend and marry Valerie yet Valerie loved Ryan so much and was the perfect wife to him she gave him her life and did everything to please him yet he never cared about her. Until that night. The night he chose his girlfriend over her and her baby’s life. Barely making it out alive Valerie left and never looked back. Five years later. Valerie is back in town and she and Ryan's paths cross but she is no longer the same girl he once knew.

The day I had a miscarriage, nobody showed up to see me in the hospital. I saw on Jonah's social media that he was celebrating his first love's birthday. My son, who I raised for nine years, was also there and gave her a handmade gift. However, in the ten years we have been married, Jonah has never celebrated my birthday. I have never received a gift from my son, either. I suddenly felt exhausted and told him I wanted a divorce. That night, he rushed home and said, "It's just a miscarriage. Why are you making such a big deal out of it?" My son added, "Mom, you're an adult. Can't you take better care of yourself?"

They said it was just a phase. A crush. A mistake she’d forget by morning. But obsessions don’t fade. They grow. In Filthy Obsessions, lust doesn’t whisper, it grabs hair, rips buttons, and leaves bruises in its name. These stories are not sweet. They’re soaked in sin. A sex therapist who doesn’t use words to fix broken marriages. A judge who sentences two sisters to submission, then joins them. A father’s best friend who doesn’t just watch,he waits, dark and patient, until she begs for his cock. An art professor who sketches her body in secret... then ruins her innocence on the altar. These men aren’t heroes. They’re cravings in human form. And the women who fall for them? They never recover. If you’ve ever whispered “Daddy, begged for it, screamed through it, or touched yourself thinking, “What if…” Filthy Obsessions was written for you.

She never wanted to fix him. He was chaos, destruction, a man who wore his scars like armor. And she? She was the fool who dared to love him anyway. Revansh Malhotra was everything Aarini Joshi should have stayed away from—reckless, heartless, and incapable of love. But somewhere between his cruel smirks and broken promises, she saw a glimpse of the boy he once was... and the man he could become. "I don't want to fix you, Malhotra," she told him once. "But I wish to love you so fiercely, so fearlessly, that you won't have a choice but to change—for yourself, and for me." In a world where love is often a battlefield, Aarini chooses to fight not with anger, but with unwavering devotion. But some wars aren't meant to be won. Will her love heal a heart that’s forgotten how to feel? Or will she end up shattering herself in the process? A story of raw love, heartbreaking choices, and the painful beauty of believing in someone who refuses to believe in themselves.

"I live miserable from the thought I killed my parents! All my life I was insulted, mocked, accused, and dethroned! And then, I discovered it was all done by my half-brother and your father?! Embrace yourself! I will wipe out all your kind," I roared. "You can't do it," A playful smirked form on my lips. "C'mon, darling... I can," "I thought you love me?" she asked while tears streaming down her face. I stopped in my trance and gulped hard. An excruciating pain kicked in inside my chest. "Yes! It's all fucking true! But hatred is much stronger than this shit feeling I felt for you! Today, you are nothing to me but a whore!" I spat, trying to fool myself. She burst into tears and held her chest that was aching. "Choose, William... Me or revenge?" she asked with her hopeful eyes. Instead of answering it, I stood firm and looked into her eyes intently. "I, Alpha King William, rejected you Mira to be my mate. Get ready... This town will bathe in blood." I heartlessly said before turning my back and leaving her in tears.

Your life spirals into a vortex of grief and responsibility after your father suddenly passes away. It doesn't end there. A devastating misunderstanding breaks your relationship with Ethan Warner, the one true love of your life, leaving a deep wound. When you're forced to take a new job at a prestigious company to help your family, it turns out your boss is none other than your ex Ethan. You take the job anyway. But nothing prepares you for a cruel encounter with Ethan. Everything happens in a flash and you find yourself trapped in a marriage with a man consumed by hatred and a thirst for revenge. His ultimatum: obey him, or suffer the consequences. What is worse is that beneath his hatred lies a dangerous obsession with you. When secrets won't stay hidden and enemies from the past are out to make sure you two never work out, will you ever get the chance to clear the misunderstanding of years ago and win back your love? Or will the shadows of your past destroy your future?

“Picture this Daniela. You spend your entire life thinking of how you can take revenge on your enemy, and one day, they suddenly appear in front of you, on a silver platter. Are you really, going to let them go?” “You hate me. You said so yourself, so what could you possibly want with me?” “You’re going to help me. The perfect loophole for me to escape an obligation. You’re going to be my wife.” * * * * * * * * * Daniela Stevens could have been any normal woman, but the sins of her father and the endless nightmares, changed her life more than she could ever imagine. And that scar she carried everyday, was the permanent reminder of the pain she had caused a certain stranger, and the fact that she didn't deserve to find happiness. As long as she lived. This stranger, who is her nightmare, is Alexander Jackson. He has not been able to let go of the pain of being orphaned, therefore he feels the urge to take revenge, even if it meant making an innocent person suffer. His life and hers get tangled together, and they have to make a decision, whether to keep suffering, or to let go of the past. But letting go deals with change and trust, and that is their only obstacle.