Healing Grief Quotes

The day my adopted sister Xina was diagnosed with a rare blood disease, I was captured by rival pack hunters and taken across pack territories. In a hidden den beneath the mountains, I was chained like an omega during the day and subjected to endless humiliation. At night, they locked me in a moonless chamber and extracted my blood and bone marrow while I was conscious. By the time my pack found me, my body was broken beyond recognition, covered in bite marks, and infected with numerous diseases that even our supernatural healing couldn't combat. My mother, Alpha Serena, looked at me barely clinging to life, and howled so painfully she collapsed several times. My brother Ivan even traveled beyond our ancestral lands to find healers who could treat me. But in my half-conscious state, I accidentally overheard their conversation: "Mother, we captured Lisa just to save Xina, and let her be violated by so many rogues. Now we're taking one of her kidneys too—isn't that going to kill her?" Mother was silent for a long time, then choked up and said: "For Xina, I had no choice." "Besides, Lisa challenged Xina's rank all these years, made her severely depressed. This is just me atoning to Xina on her behalf." "It doesn't matter if she's been tainted. From now on, we'll keep her in the packhouse and take care of her. That'll count as compensation." As the silver blade sliced into my body, tears streamed uncontrollably from my eyes. A den with four wolves... was simply too crowded.

Our bridal room was set on fire, and my husband, a firefighter, was grievously wounded while trying to save me. I sent him to be saved at the hospital where Winnie Sloan, his childhood friend worked, but the surgery ended up being a failure, and my husband passed away. After the announcement that my husband was deceased, Winnie told me that his dying wish was that he wanted a child. Hearing that, I powered through my grief and used the sperm he had previously frozen to conceive a child through IVF, raising my son to be enrolled in the most prestigious university in the area. On the day of the celebration party, my son kicked me out and invited my husband and Winnie onto the stage as his 'biological parents', and that's when I found out that my husband had faked his death. All those years ago, he and Winnie had swapped out the embryo I'd conceived in secret. The son I had painstakingly given birth to and raised turned out to have no blood relation to me whatsoever. Meanwhile, my husband had been enjoying a luxurious life overseas with Winnie while waiting for a chance to reconnect with his son. In my rage, I confronted them and demanded an explanation, but ended up dying because they pushed me down the stairs. When I came to, I was back to the day of the fire.

Zara wakes up after two years of being in coma and now has to adjust to her life after realizing that she also lost three years of her memories. Her curiosity drives her to investigate her past. A past with its own pains. Love finds her but will this love put her incomplete broken pieces together or break her even further? Kehinde, a ruthless business mogul, cold and indifferent on another side of the world with a dark secret. A man living in his own nightmare holding on to the tiny beam of light in his life. How will their different world worlds collide? Will two broken souls heal each other and find true love and happiness? There is no present without the past. What secrets do the past hold? How will the past decide the future Find out as you read this story. Do join her as she finds herself. FINDING MY MISSING PIECE Please drop a review. All constructive criticism is accepted.

Sweet girl hurt and sad, Trapped in her own mind, driving her mad. Solace in her exotic friends and treasured haven, Hope for something sweet, settle deep in her cravings. He watches lovingly with the help of a friend, In hopes to put her poison life to an end. A story told full of passion and life, Ending in a dance with a knife and a wife. There's more to meet the eye. A journey she doesn't have to face alone. Whether its in her head or a forever present being in her life, Raelynn will get through it.

Love can hit you when you least expect it. It could be a soft easy wind that caresses you and gets stronger over time till it absorbs into your body and heart. Other times it can hit you like a gale-force wind and take every breath you will ever have. Laken stole my breath. She was my gale-force wind, and I will gladly give her every breath I have just to keep her safe, alive, and mine. If I have to live without her then I don’t want my breath. I don’t want anything but her. I will go to hell and back to get her from the grips of death.

I gasped, shocked as he pulled me to his lap in the wheelchair, roughly. “M.mr. K.king,” I stutter, afraid and surprised. He glanced up at me, his grey eyes shining in an emotion I couldn’t place. “If you are going to pretend to be a doting wife to me, cooking meals and trying to make unnecessary conversations, then you might as well strip naked, get on the bed and let me perform my duty as a doting husband by damaging those walls in between your legs and trust me, my illness won’t be a hindrance,” he whispered against my neck and for a second I forgot I was married to a literal devil. A handsome devil in a wheelchair. **************** After an accident, Dexter King got confined in a wheelchair. A once admirable man turned sour, hated by all and even his fiance left him for his brother. After a marriage proposal he couldn’t refuse, Dexter and Aurora got married and Dexter promised within himself to make her life miserable. But what happens when Aurora is hell bent on healing his broken leg? And what happens when they realize the accident was all a plan? Enemies are definitely closer than Dexter thinks, and betrayals are bound to happen, but would everyone give up on him, including Aurora, who has her share of a harsh life from her family?

Amidst the glamour of high society, Elain, a well-known artist, finds her world turned upside down when her husband, a werewolf billionaire, hands her a signed divorce agreement. Each brushstroke on her canvas echoes her confusion and heartbreak. As she rebuilds her life, her art takes a transformative turn, capturing the raw emotion of her journey. However, as her ex-husband comes to terms with his own regrets and begins his desperate search to find her, their paths intertwine in the art world she dominates. "Mend My Broken Heart" paints a tale of love, betrayal, and the healing power of art.

The Horror Game invaded the world. Real players entered the game, and their every move would be broadcast live. My adopted son shoved me—an eighty-eight-year-old woman—straight into a deadly dungeon to save his own skin. One of the comments in the live stream predicted: [What? They’re tossing in such an elderly woman? No way she’s gonna survive the first night!] On the first night, a frost-bitten ghost exhaled icy breath in my face. I shrugged off my thick floral coat, feeling sorry for her. “You poor thing! You must be freezing. Listen to me and bundle up quickly!” The second night, a starving ghost lunged at me with blood dripping down his chin. I sniffed the air, then found a jar of pickled cabbage. “Look at how skinny you are! Come on, let me get you something hot to eat.” On the final day, the last surviving players tied me up, desperate to steal the one ticket to escape. However, before they could touch me, every ghost in the dungeon came storming out, cleavers and rolling pins in hand. “Touch her, and you’re dead meat!”

Healing from a devastating breakup with her longtime boyfriend, Ember Heart crosses paths with Icen Clayton Blackstone, the smoking hot heir to Phoenix Empire dubbed by tabloids 'Heartless Prince'.  She vowed to avoid him at all costs only to find herself stepping on his office for an interview and getting the job.

What if one day you will find out that the person you love and trusted betrayed you? Will you choose to leave or stay? The story will started in a one hot steamy night. The night that will change the life of Ysabelle.