Have A Great Day Quotes

I was ten years old when I lost my hearing saving Adrian Falcone's life. After that, I couldn't survive without my hearing aids. He held my hand afterward, his eyes red-rimmed with guilt, and made me a promise in front of his entire family. "Serena Lombardi, I'll protect you with my life," he said. "I'll marry you." But when I turned eighteen, everything changed. Adrian needed to pass some test set by Daniela Moretti—the daughter of a rival family—and he chose the cruelest way to prove himself. He ripped the hearing aids from my ears in front of everyone and laughed. "You're just a deaf, useless burden," he said, his voice cold and cutting. "I've been sick of you for years. Honestly? I wish you'd died in that explosion when we were ten and saved me the trouble." I gripped the rehabilitation report the doctor had just handed me, and my fingers crushed the paper's edges. The diagnosis was precise—my hearing had fully recovered. That night, I burned my hearing aids and convinced my parents to cut all ties with the Falcone family. Adrian Falcone, we're done. Whatever we had, whatever you owed me—it's over now.

On Valentine’s Day, I discovered that my brother’s fiancee, Erika Gibson, was cheating on him. So, I tried to tell my brother, Nathan Clinton, about it. However, he yelled at me. He said that I was trying to ruin his relationship and told me to leave. Erika then asked her lover to deal with me, so he kidnapped me. He mocked me for being unable to speak and forced me to sell 200 roses at the night market. I asked Nathan for help, but he replied impatiently. [Moon, I can’t believe you’d lie about something like this… I don’t have time for your games.] I was accidentally hit by a truck while Nathan was having a wonderful time with Erika. Haha. I was finally free, but I wished I had a different brother.

“You think you own me because of your mark?” Celine spits. Alaric cages her in, a dangerous smile on his lips. “No, little wolf. I own you because fate gave you to me.” Her chest heaves. “One day, you’ll regret ever touching me.” - - - - Celine never wanted to be chosen. Claimed and marked against her will, she’s locked in the Alpha’s breeding wing, his prisoner, his possession, his future heir-bearer. But Alaric Varkas didn’t expect the fire in her veins. She isn’t a fragile Omega. She’s power wrapped in defiance, and the more she resists, the more he burns for her. Hate. Desire. Bond. Nothing between them is clean, but everything is dangerous. And when her wolf awakens, her hidden bloodline threatens to tear his kingdom apart. Enemies circle, rebellion stirs, and Celine’s greatest secret becomes impossible to hide, she carries his child. A child both feared and hunted, one strong enough to unite packs or destroy them all. Now Celine must decide: escape and watch the world burn behind her, or face the mate who caged her and rewrite the destiny that chained them together.

Jessica Belles' dreams of becoming an A-list actress crumble with each rejection, leaving her frustrated and desperate for a breakthrough. When a famous actor offers stardom in exchange for one nightstand, she refuses due to her undying love for her boyfriend, only to have her heart shattered by her boyfriend. Broken and seeking revenge on her ex, Jessica reluctantly agrees to the actor's proposal. However, a twist of fate lands her in the bed of William, a business tycoon notorious for his allergy to women – and coincidentally, her ex's cousin. Vowing to avoid him, Jessica is taken aback when William approaches her with a surprising proposal: “For two hundred days, let's get married. You help me cure my allergy while I make all your wishes come true.” In a whirlwind turn of events, Jessica finds herself married to William, navigating the elite world where hypocrisy and jealousy thrive, all while pursuing her acting dreams. How will things turn out when two strangers of contrasting personalities are supposed to live under one roof for 200 Days? What more when one party starts developing unknown feelings for the other. Will the marriage be a happily-ever-after or will it end on the 200th day?

After eight years of loving him in vain, my boyfriend, Gilbert Hughes, finally proposed. The wedding is set for a week from now. However, just as I'm happily preparing for it, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and his friends. "I have to give it to Gilbert. The moment he proposes, his first love, Cheryl, gets restless." "But now that Cheryl's back, what are you going to do with your girlfriend?" Gilbert pauses for a moment, then replies casually, "It's fine. I'm not actually going to register my marriage with Jennifer. At worst, I'll just hold a wedding and play along." At the party the next day, he wraps his arm around me dotingly and socializes with our guests. Yet, the moment Cheryl Manning runs out in tears, he instantly lets go of me and chases after her in a panic. I follow quietly and watch them embrace tightly in the dark, kissing each other deeply. With my heart completely shattered, I turn away and dial a number. "Want to get married? I need a groom."

All her life Roxanne obeyed everything that her father said, even though she didn't mind being treated badly by her father and her step mother's family. At least Roxanne can still be engaged to Luke, whom she loves and who she thinks is her mate. But, all Roxanne's hopes were shattered when she found Luke betraying her with Vivian – Roxanne's stepsister – with her own eyes Roxanne saw Luke sleeping and making out passionately with Vivian. Roxanne was very disappointed when she found Luke's betrayal, the anger that she had long harboured finally wanted to be vented to the people who had treated her badly. It just so happened that at that time Roxanne used Theodore who was the Alpha King of the Werewolf Clan and intended to make him her own man, that’s why Roxanne had to tame him!

I woke up in a nightmare—blood on my hands, and my parents dead. I know I killed them because of my erratic powers. But that was just the tip of the iceberg. I’m engaged to the Alpha, Rafe, but what happens when he finds out the truth, takes away my wolf and rejects me?

BLURB: “The World owns his Image. His heart is another story”. Superstar actor Luca Moretti is Brooklyn’s Idol, flawless image, Oscar winner, and master of character creation. But when a leaked photo threatens to destroy him, his team hires struggling Journalist Daniel Reyes to write a flub piece rehabbing his image. There's Just One Problem: Daniel hates everything Luca stands for. Daniel knows celebrity profiles are bullshit PR, and Luca's Polished charm makes him want to burn the interview to the ground. But when a late-night argument turns into a kiss that shocks them both, they strike a deal: Daniel gets the raw, unfiltered Luca_ no lies, no filters for one week. What starts as a professional exchange becomes reckless: Secret trysts, Stolen moments, A Love neither can afford. Then the blackmail texts arrive: Someone knows. Someone’s watching. And if Luca doesn't end it now, both their careers will burn. But how do you walk away when the wrong person feels like home?

On my wedding day, the first love of my boyfriend appeared and declared she wanted my place at the altar. Sobbing theatrically, she pleaded, "Claire, I’m seriously ill. You have your whole life to be with Evan. Just let me have this wedding." And my boyfriend backed her up without hesitation. "Claire, you’re already pregnant with my child, and we’ve signed the marriage papers. You’ve got everything you need. This wedding? It doesn’t matter." The guests gawked, while I stood there as the punchline of their jokes. But instead of causing a scene, I kept my composure. That same day, I booked an abortion and looked his first love straight in the eye with a smile. "Sure, take the wedding, and take him too. He’s all yours."

On the day of the SAT exam, my girlfriend’s childhood friend, Benedict Casper, forgot his admission ticket at home. She insisted on retrieving it for him, but I begged her not to go. In the end, Benedict missed his final chance for taking the exam and, overwhelmed by despair, he jumped to his death. Years later, my girlfriend, Ella Simpson, and I graduated from Whitmore Institute of Technology, landed high-paying jobs, and built a picture-perfect marriage. But on the anniversary of Benedict’s death, she stabbed me repeatedly, her voice trembling with rage, “You killed him. If I’d gotten his admission ticket, he would’ve never jumped.” When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the exams. Ella’s frantic voice rang in my ears, “I have to go back, Dominic. I need to get Benedict’s ticket!” This time, I smiled and said, “Go ahead. Be careful on the way.”