Hold On Pain Ends Artinya

# Cj, the campus magnet, and crush of all time, was peacefully enjoying his life, but everything got changed as he encountered his back-to-back heartbreak. But then Abby, a cheerful, introvert and a clingy girl, came, who will add a bit of sweetness to his alcohol-like bitter life. : 7/18/21 : _ /_ /_

“A man like me usually has patience. But with you, I’ve exhausted it all. Everyday, you leave me craving you, needing you in my bed like a mad man. Scarlet, what do you want from me?” He growled, staring deep into her green eyes. “Time.” She whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t have time!” His voice rumbled with slight annoyance and a hint of jealousy. “Your heart is torn between me and Brad, isn’t?” “Brad is my mate, my fated mate. And —“ “And who am I to you?” He pulled her closer to himself. “You’re mine, Scarlet. Every inch and depth of you is mine. And I won’t let that undeserving boy have you. May the best man win your heart.” ********************** Bullied and mocked her entire life, Scarlet always dreamed of the day she would find a mate. Someone to love and cherish her. But on her eighteenth birthday, she was rejected by the boy she was fated to love. Unusual red hair, awkward social life, and a complete nerd, she did not expect to be ever wanted again by anyone. But everything changed when she realized she was given a second chance mate–a lycan prince. Driven by jealousy, her first mate wants her back and the prince would rather die than let her go. Now desired by the two most powerful boys in college, what choice would she make? And how would she navigate her complex love life with them?

"Go on Hailey, be a good girl and give daddy your best." I could not believe it when I walked in on my husband with his secretary. This happens to be the upteenth time that I would catch Emilio in the act of cheating which makes me wonder if he ever really gets tired of it. But each time I try to walk away, Emilio finds a good reason to make me stay. We have not even had any form of intimacy in the last two years since I lost the baby. I know he secretly hates me but it was not my fault that he happened to be away when I needed him the most. However this time I would not just run away. Perhaps it's high time two plays at the game. **** **** **** Samantha DeGeneres might have played the house wife to her narcissist husband Emilio for quite the while now but it was perhaps high time she levels up on the game and get the revenge she long craved for. It was also at this point that she decided to take up a job at the poles in one of her husband's numerous clubs under a different name, Kitty.

Wanting to give my boyfriend, Justin Letterman, a surprise on Valentine's Day, I throw myself at him when he enters the room. I push him against the door and kiss him passionately. It isn't easy to transfer the spiked wine from my mouth into his, but his reaction is cold and indifferent. He says nothing as he pushes me aside to turn on the light. "Don't you want my first time anymore, darling?" I ask bashfully as I grab his hand. His breathing turns heavy in an instant. Smiling, I slip my hand under his shirt, but I'm distracted when I hear the front door creak open. "Babe," Justin coos in a deep and hoarse voice. "Why are you in such a hurry?" my best friend, Natalie Quinn, asks coyly. The wanton noises of kissing and moaning echo into the room. Before I can snap back to my senses, I'm yanked into a closet. Am I the one getting caught, or am I the one doing the catching?

[A dark romance book.] Katya Blake was a strong woman who had been obsessed with revenge ever since she was thirteen. Unfortunately, she got killed by the same man whom she wanted to revenge on. The same man that raped her. Still obsessed with revenge, she begged the moon goddess to send her back. The moon goddess agreed but she would have to go back in the body of her imbecile daughter. * * “I don't want you going on dates with boys!” My father yelled at me, his eyes pierced mine like a two-edged sword. It seemed it was more than me just going on dates.

"Are you sure you want to change the bride's name to Jasmine Shaw, Quinn?" Quinn Sullivan's voice was resolute. "Yes, I'm sure. Do as I say." She sat in silence for a long time after hanging up. She recalled what she saw after her engagement party. Her fiancé had his arms wrapped around another woman in a swaying car. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, looking like he couldn't bear to leave. Quinn didn't understand. She and Nicholas York had gone through so much to get to marriage. How could he cheat on her? Well, it didn't matter. She was willing to give him her blessings since he was in love with another woman. He could marry someone else, then. She would give him the wedding of his dreams.

Grey Collins has the condition of hyperthymesia which allows him to remember practically every detail of his life with near-perfect accuracy. It is a condition in which an individual possesses a superior autobiographical memory. At a very young age, he witnessed the death of his father. His father was killed in their own home. Surrounded by a bunch of men. His father who's lying down on the floor covered with blood. He was killed cruelly and helplessly. To avenge his father's death, his dream to become a lawyer intensified. Hunting down all the people behind his father's death. A monster in court. A cold-blooded man. With the power of his memory, will he succeed? Will he be able to avenge his father's death? Will justice prevail? Having hyperthymesia, is it a blessing or a curse?

Everyone thinks Clara's father is a rebel, but she doesn't think so. Adopted by the despised Beta Benson, Clara endures the torment of being treated as a lowly servant. But her struggles don't end there. As if the constant bullying from her stepsister Melissa and her cronies wasn't enough, Clara's dreams of love and acceptance are shattered when she faces rejection from her destined mate, Kent, the future Alpha heir. It seems that fate has stacked the cards against her. However, when the enigmatic Alpha Derek, leader of the powerful Winterclaw pack, arrives at her school as a visiting professor, Clara's world is turned upside down. With his presence, her sad song takes a pause, and for a fleeting moment, she dares to hope for something more. But jealousy and anger are fiery embers, threatening to consume them all. Will she truly be able to carve out the life she yearns for? Discover the captivating story of Clara as she battles against destiny, in a world where hope flickers in the darkest of moments. Brace yourself for an emotional rollercoaster that will leave you breathless and yearning for more.

These are the five things on the list that could bring the spoiled brat named, Iris Gene Rodríguez, privileged life back; First, take public transportation instead of a car when going to the university or when only necessarily leaving the house. Second, no alcohol, no bars, and nightclubs alone and with friends unless you're with the family. Third, look for a job where you can earn money by yourself. A decent one, please. Fourth, don't ditch classes, featuring no sleeping, take studies seriously, and get good grades. And last but definitely not the least, kiss Leon Gael Johansson, the man with a beautiful face, indeed. . . remember, with consent.” The list is only good for two months and needs to be accomplished within the time frame. If he happened to fail, then should Iris forever live the harder way around. The last thing on the list is definitely the tough part, as they also started as enemies. Will Iris become successful with his list? Or will he end up getting hurt amidst accomplishing it that made him say, “You’re the worst, Leon Gael Johansson.”

The one I've loved for ten years hates me to his core. He comes up with various ways to hurt and belittle me. He even deliberately lets me hear him having a steamy night with someone else. "You're the unsightly blemish that marred my otherwise perfect life," he says. The thing that he regrets the most in his entire life is getting to know me. In the end, I die. However, he regrets it dearly.